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Dauphin Dolphin
Nov 2011
Your hands feel the cold stone
of this textured tower wall. You look up
and see an arched, hollow window gaping
like a moaning train tunnel, darker inside
than the moonless night sky.
Instead of a door there flutters a rose petal,
dry, crispy, impaled on a thorn
that succumbs and disintegrates into the cold wind,
leaving the skeleton of the thorn bush
without its last memory of sunrise.
This chilly autumn air pierces the bridge of your nose
as you turn your hooded head away and take a muddy step
back toward the woods you braved through
on this chilly, moonless autumn night.
As the impending fog before you thickens
the last touch of almost starry night disappears
with the resounding click of a tower door in the distance
that never existed on this chilly, moonless autumn night.
[First draft]
Your hands feel the cold stone
of this textured tower wall. You look up
and see an arched, hollow window gaping
like a moaning train tunnel, darker inside
than the moonless night sky. This chilly autumn air
pierces the bridge of your nose as you turn
your hooded head away and take a muddy step
back toward the woods you braved through
in this chilly, moonless autumn night.
As the impending fog before you thickens
the last touch of almost starry night disappears
behind the rolling black clouds.
Even the dry, crispy rose petal impaled on a thorn
succumbs and disintegrates into the cold wind,
leaving what’s left of the thorn bush
without its last memory of sunrise.
of this textured tower wall. You look up
and see an arched, hollow window gaping
like a moaning train tunnel, darker inside
than the moonless night sky.
Instead of a door there flutters a rose petal,
dry, crispy, impaled on a thorn
that succumbs and disintegrates into the cold wind,
leaving the skeleton of the thorn bush
without its last memory of sunrise.
This chilly autumn air pierces the bridge of your nose
as you turn your hooded head away and take a muddy step
back toward the woods you braved through
on this chilly, moonless autumn night.
As the impending fog before you thickens
the last touch of almost starry night disappears
with the resounding click of a tower door in the distance
that never existed on this chilly, moonless autumn night.
[First draft]
Your hands feel the cold stone
of this textured tower wall. You look up
and see an arched, hollow window gaping
like a moaning train tunnel, darker inside
than the moonless night sky. This chilly autumn air
pierces the bridge of your nose as you turn
your hooded head away and take a muddy step
back toward the woods you braved through
in this chilly, moonless autumn night.
As the impending fog before you thickens
the last touch of almost starry night disappears
behind the rolling black clouds.
Even the dry, crispy rose petal impaled on a thorn
succumbs and disintegrates into the cold wind,
leaving what’s left of the thorn bush
without its last memory of sunrise.
First and second drafts.
Anand Aug 2014
अमावस - Moonless
Anand
Aug 2014
अमावस
1.
हमने हर दम बस तेरा साथ माँगा,
और कुछ नहीं, हाथों में बस तेरा हाथ माँगा।
मिल ना सकेंगे दोनो शायद कभी, फिर भी,
अमावस ने तन्हाई में हर रात को चाँद माँगा।
2.
हसीन हो चली थी शाम,
कल चाँद भी कुछ जवाँ था।
आज आहिस्ता आहिस्ता ढल गई शाम
और अमावस की रात हो गई।
आसमाँ पर जैसे उसके
जुल्फों की घटा छा गई।
आज शायद, चाँद भी अपनी माशूका की बाहों में सो गया,
कहीं खो गया।
Moonless**
1.
I asked for all the time, just with you,
and nothing more, but your hands in mine.
Both may never meet, however,
the dark moonless night, longed for her Moon, in loneliness.
2.
The day turned into a lovely evening (yesterday),
and the moon looked young in his brightness.
Gently faded the evening twilight (today),
and the night was suddenly moonless.
The sky got covered with dark gloomy clouds
and the night smiled in her darkness.
Perhaps, the moon fell asleep in the arms of his beloved,
lost in love and happiness.
1.
हमने हर दम बस तेरा साथ माँगा,
और कुछ नहीं, हाथों में बस तेरा हाथ माँगा।
मिल ना सकेंगे दोनो शायद कभी, फिर भी,
अमावस ने तन्हाई में हर रात को चाँद माँगा।
2.
हसीन हो चली थी शाम,
कल चाँद भी कुछ जवाँ था।
आज आहिस्ता आहिस्ता ढल गई शाम
और अमावस की रात हो गई।
आसमाँ पर जैसे उसके
जुल्फों की घटा छा गई।
आज शायद, चाँद भी अपनी माशूका की बाहों में सो गया,
कहीं खो गया।
Moonless**
1.
I asked for all the time, just with you,
and nothing more, but your hands in mine.
Both may never meet, however,
the dark moonless night, longed for her Moon, in loneliness.
2.
The day turned into a lovely evening (yesterday),
and the moon looked young in his brightness.
Gently faded the evening twilight (today),
and the night was suddenly moonless.
The sky got covered with dark gloomy clouds
and the night smiled in her darkness.
Perhaps, the moon fell asleep in the arms of his beloved,
lost in love and happiness.
This poem was originally written in hindi and was further translated into english.
Dauphin Dolphin
Aug 2013
Your hands feel the cold stone
of this textured tower wall.
You look up and see
an arched, hollow window
gaping like a moaning train tunnel,
darker inside than the moonless sky.
Shivering and enveloped in the autumn air
that pierces the bridge of your nose as you turn
your hooded head away and take a muddy step
back toward the woods you braved
on this chilly, moonless autumn night,
the impending fog before you thickens.
The last touch of an almost starry sky
disappears behind the rolling black clouds.
of this textured tower wall.
You look up and see
an arched, hollow window
gaping like a moaning train tunnel,
darker inside than the moonless sky.
Shivering and enveloped in the autumn air
that pierces the bridge of your nose as you turn
your hooded head away and take a muddy step
back toward the woods you braved
on this chilly, moonless autumn night,
the impending fog before you thickens.
The last touch of an almost starry sky
disappears behind the rolling black clouds.
Updated 2 August 2013