Castles in the air - they are so easy to take refuge in. And so easy to build, too.

आम्हां घरी धन शब्दांचीच रत्नें | शब्दांचीच शस्त्रें यत्न करुं ||
शब्द चि आमुच्या जीवांचे जीवन | शब्दें वांटूं धन जनलोकां ||
तुका म्हणे पाहा शब्द चि हा देव | शब्द चि गौरव पूजा करुं ||
- abhang of Tukaram Wolhoba Ambile of Dehu

There's No Freedom Like That of a Child's Imagination

கடலுக்கு உண்டு கற்பனைக்கு இல்லை கட்டுப்பாடு

Thursday, June 04, 2009

A ghazal

My sorrows are scattered, like dewdrops on petals
At dawn doomed to vanish, like dewdrops on petals.

My ghazals shall outlive me feeding many loves,
Even though I perish, like dewdrops on petals.

My pleadings to you are just words written on sand,
Which the waves shall vanquish, like dewdrops on petals.

It may seem my love is cursed to be forgotten,
That no one will cherish, like dewdrops on petals.

You may burn my ghazals, my love shall not die,
though I 'Wanderer' perish, like dewdrops on petals.

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