Treasure Island

Tribhawan Kaul

(01-01-1946 / Srinagar (J & K) India)

Nirbhya


Chatna shoony maansikta ko
Jagrit kar
Mashaal jala
Vileen ho gayi
Panchtavt mein
Anant shoony mein
Jakjor kar anterman ko
Safutit kar nav chetna ko
Chod diya hum sab ko
Chintan aur manthan karne ko
Ek karz laad
chali gayi
kaise utaaren
is soch mein karodon ko duba gayi.

Submitted: Monday, December 16, 2013
Edited: Monday, December 16, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Remembering Nirbhya, a brutly raped victim on 16th December 2012in Delhi/India. This poem in hindi is also a part of coming anthology ‘Safeena’ bring brought out by Delhi Poetree (Poet+tree)


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