Where would that be ?
You look around suspiciously ,
dubiously .

I asked if there was any prayer in Hell .

मैं ना रहूं कल तो
मेरे जाने का  कोई  गम ना करना |
मेरे गम  में अपनी आंखें नम ना करना |
हो सके तो दिल से भुला देना मुझे  |
याद जो आऊ कभी तो
मेरा कोई नगमा गुनगुना लेना |
ये सिर्फ़ शब्द नहीं
दिल के जज़्बात है मेरे
हर नगमा में छुपा एक दिल की धड़कन है |
इन्हे  संभाले रखना तुम
इनमें ज़िंदा में रहूंगी सदा  ||

To be a piece of paper
Thrown at sea,
Crumpled—furiously
Unable to be.

To row against
Undaunted waves,
Tall as mountains,
Jagged as nails.

Oh, to wish
To greet the sand,
Just to meet
Some reader's hands.

Now that you have
disappeared into the
mist, now the distance
between us has become
severe, now the rain falls
on the old tin roof and the
light from the moon is honest.
Deep blue shadows swallow
the room as the warm breath
of Hope Sandoval whispers
so softly in my ears, I drift
away into a delicate world,
a world where my mind can
melt into a million lonely stars …
Clay.M

Maybe my mother is like no
other
trading tears for treasures
healing my hardened heart
embracing empty eyes

Cast thy nostril to the air
To sense the magnitude of change,
What was then is now no more,
The atoms, rearranged.

Touch thy fingertips to life
To feel, as difference lingers there,
For what was smooth and sensuous
Now calloused, in abrasive air.

Know, that in a passaged time
The trickled sands invert their flow,
For what was once a comfort stop
Becomes an unsafe place to go.

Skill, once held in high repute
No longer wields the mantle now,
Torn the chaliced riches, worn...
Gone, the wealth of sacred cow.

Vast, the might of new elite
Emergent in its chosen time
Fallen, now the vanquished
In the tragic wayside, left behind.

Gone, is the old world
In its jaded coat of faded charm,
Reshuffled, to obscurity
Whilst surging new blood, fast rearm.

Where once, there stood a working forge
Which fashioned mighty wheels of steel,
Now shifts, a field of windblown wheat
Which cares not, one jot, what you feel?

M@Foxglove.Taranaki.NZ