My Poems

I was in church It was the Sunday after Easter The day when Jesus appeared in the closed room. During the sermon, When the priest was talking about the appearance, My thoughts wandered...  To the closed room that my heart was He knocked I wanted to open the door But I was afraid Yet, he entered. How did he get in? How did he get the keys? Then I smiled. The door to the heart is not opened by a key.

उसने मुझसे पूछा , मैं ने मना किया ।   उसने मुझसे पूछा, फिर से मना किया ॥ उसने मुझसे पूछा, मैं ने ना न कहा ।   उसने मुझसे पूछा, मैं ने हाँ कर डाला ॥ मैं ने उसको रोका, उसने मना किया । मैं ने उसको रोका, फिर से मना किया ॥ मैं ने उसको रोका, उसने ना न कहा ॥ मैं ने उसको रोका, वह मुझको बदल डाला ॥   ( Beginning He asked me, I said no.   He asked me, I said no again. He asked me, I didn't say no; He asked me, I said yes. I stopped him, he said no; I stopped him, he said no again. I stopped him, he didn't say no; I stopped him, he changed me forever! )

This Time, this Space - Just for me; This Time, this Space - Best for me!

O Mirror!  I am so jealous of you; How many times you have seen my Beloved in all her beauty!