pinjara / the cage

darr laga rehta hai
us shikari se,
waqt kehte hain jise.
kahin le na jaaye apne sath
ehsaas ke kisi panchi ko.
tabhi toh, qaid kar leta hoon main
kagaj par,
shabdon ke is pinjare mein
teri har yaad ko.

in fear
the hunter
who is named time,
what if, he carries along
some bird of feeling mine?
that is why
in this cage of words
each memory of yours, i confine.

the bird of feeling here, took off from the previous poem itself…

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