Separation (Poetry)
Who reached occasionally
And who changes madly or turns
Beautiful evenings spent in autumn
And cotton drugs of soft nights
In separation remained in the fire
Say- is a very good city
Beautiful eyes calm like
Remember yet
And there are simple straight people
If you start talking
Stay together for hours and come to the bus stand
The same separation where the poet is
Reached everyone's voice
Where sobs arose in a locality
The whole city gets to know
Where unfortunate lover would say beauty
No place
Where do not meet, two families
Where did that city go
Where the crime murder continued to happen in the year
The means of entertainment are of the residents
Where the eyes are seen wiping from the party talkies
Women came out after watching the film
Keeping fruits and foot in the bastion
Fruits make voices from house to house
Bangles wearing bangle bangles with fun
Rickshawala did not know, I used to ask whose house
Where did not take the name of leaving
Know where to come on transfer
They came for a few days and
Their generations remained here