Harihar Jha Poems

My fingers slipping from the glass of beer
drunk and happy, overflowing so soon
she had filled up my heart with joy and love
how cheerful! I was on top of the moon
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they never complain about thunderstorm
birds tolerate sunstroke and take hot baths
crash and burn wings and hunger they transform
they keep instinct orderly in their path
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छीन कर ले गई थी एकाकीपन
प्यास हुई तृप्त
जाम के गिलास से फिसलती मेरी उंगलियां
दिल की धड़कन में एक खुशी
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Don't feel shy in the sweet moments darling!
lest the redness of dawn may hide under the clouds

Wine from your eyes is for me to consume
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My heart has turned into a stone
some rocks hit against and break
to flow in the river
but still desire to see the seedling sprouting
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