सदियों
बाद लोग मेरे बारे में पढ़ेंगे
कुचली
गईं प्यार में बँधी हथेलियाँ
जब
निकला मेरे होंठों से कोई
लफ्ज़
इतिहास-भूगोल
और कविता को भी
काली
बर्फ से ढँकता
सोची-समझी
कवायद था
मेरे
होंठों से निकलता हर लफ्ज़
शांत
चित्त
बंदूक
तलवार उठाए बिना
मैंने
कत्ल करवाए
फौज
पुलिस नहीं होती तो भी
होता
मूर्तिमान
प्रेम
का विलोम
हर
पल चुपचाप
अट्टहास
करता शैतान।
Quietly Laughing Aloud
People will read of me centuries later
That hands twined in love were crushed
When my lips uttered a word
A word from my mouth
Was a well-thought design
Sealing history and geography, even poetry,
With black snow.
With a cool mind
Without any weapon in hand
I arranged for mayhem
Even if there was no army or police
I would be there
The antonym of love
Quiet forever
Laughing aloud, Satan.
Quietly Laughing Aloud
People will read of me centuries later
That hands twined in love were crushed
When my lips uttered a word
A word from my mouth
Was a well-thought design
Sealing history and geography, even poetry,
With black snow.
With a cool mind
Without any weapon in hand
I arranged for mayhem
Even if there was no army or police
I would be there
The antonym of love
Quiet forever
Laughing aloud, Satan.
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