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धरती ने मुझे सिखलाया है- सब कुछ स्वीकारना सब कुछ के बाद सबसे परे हो जाना हर ऋतु में बदलना यह जानते हुए कि स्थिरता मृत्यु है चलते चले जाना है अन्दर और बाहर। अग्नि ने मुझे सिखलाया है- तृष्णा में जलना नाचते-नाचते हो जाना राख दुख से होना तपस्वी काली चट्टानों के दिल और…

ગઝલ -સૌમ્ય જોશી

By: nehal March 9, 2019March 7, 2019

ગુજરાતી કવિતા, Gujarati / Hindi Ghazal, Poetry, Saumya joshi

એનામાં હું ય માનતો થઈ જાઉં છું ત્યારે, મારામાં જ્યારે માનતો થઈ જાય છે ઈશ્વર. … લો ફરી વર્ષો પછીથી શાયરી કે’વાઈ ગઈ, મૌનની જાહોજલાલીઓ ફરી લૂંટાઈ ગઈ. તીવ્રતા બુઠ્ઠી થઈ ને ગાલગાના બંધનો, બેડીઓનો દેશ છે તે કરવતો ખોવાઈ ગઈ. એ જ લોકો, એ જ ગઝલો, એ જ અધૂરાં સ્વપ્ન બે, કેટલી ચીજોથી સાલી…

कुआँ…नारी जीवन की अभिव्यक्ति / मधु गजाधर

By: nehal March 8, 2019March 7, 2019

हिन्दी कविता, Madhu Gujadhur, Poetry

कुआँ मैं एक कुआँ हूँ, गहरा कुआँ , मेरे अन्दर के अँधेरे में भी शांति है , शीतलता है ,… क्योंकि मैं जल से ओत प्रोत हूँ, जल… प्रेम का जल , अपनत्व का जल, ममता का जल, संस्कार का जल, श्रधा के समर्पण का जल, जल ही जल , चहुँ और मेरे जल ही…

About this Blog (Now)

By: nehal March 3, 2019

My Essays, Nehal નેહલ नेहल

Our outer space is a dark territory. Unless we are self-illuminating, we become a part of this darkness. We can light a matchstick, a candle, a lantern or a bulb on this earth but in outer space, only the Sun and the Stars who have their own light can light up the universe. I always…

ગઝલ – છાયા ત્રિવેદી

By: nehal March 1, 2019February 28, 2019

ગુજરાતી કવિતા, Chhaya Trivedi, Gujarati / Hindi Ghazal, Poetry

કોઈ વિસ્તરતા જતા રણની ઉદાસી આપણે, ઝાંઝવાને શોધતી એ આંખ પ્યાસી આપણે. ભૂલભૂલૈયા ભરી આ ભીડમાં ભટકી ગયા, આમ તો, એકાંતના છીએ નિવાસી આપણે. ઘર બનાવીશું કિનારાની ય રેતીમાં હવે? દોસ્ત, ઘૂઘવતાં જ દરિયાના ખલાસી આપણે. આપણે તો બસ અરીસામાં જ ખોવાઈ ગયા, પારખી જુઓ, હતા ખુદ પારદર્શી આપણે. અહીં ચણીશું જો દીવાલો ને દીવાલો…

Green Rain – Dorothy Livesay

By: nehal February 24, 2019February 27, 2019

Dorothy Livesay, English Poetry, Poetry

‘Green Rain’ I remember long veils of green rain Feathered like the shawl of my grandmother – Green from the half-green of the spring trees Waving in the valley. I remember the road Like the one which leads to my grandmother’s house, A warm house, with green carpets, Geraniums, a trilling canary And shining horse-hair…

હોવાનો -શેખાદમ આબુવાલા

By: nehal February 23, 2019February 22, 2019

ગુજરાતી કવિતા, Gujarati / Hindi Ghazal, Poetry, Shekhadam Abuwala

હોવાનો તેજનો ભરોસો શો, અન્ધકાર હોવાનો, પ્યાર હો ન હો સરખું, ઇન્તેજાર હોવાનો. ચાલુ કે ન ચાલુ હું, એ જ સાર હોવાનો, લક્ષ્યની તમન્નામાં, બેકરાર હોવાનો. ઓ જવાની પાછી વળ, શોધતાં ન વળશે કળ, એ જ રુપની પાછળ, એ જ પ્યાર હોવાનો. આ તો એ જ રસ્તો છે, મોતનો શિરસ્તો છે, જન્મ તો અમસ્તો છે,…

I was ten years old head full of sky (poem) – Amina Saïd – Tunisia – Poetry International

By: nehal February 8, 2019

Amina Said, English Poetry, Poetrydreams, French Poetry, journey, life, truth

I am a child and free I have no place or dwelling how vast the sky is when the whole world is a poem it’s broad daylight on earth night has not yet been created I have a foothold in all of time – Amina Saïd j’eus dix ans le ciel en têtej’empruntai ses ailes…

Those Bells Are Driving Me Crazy- चढ़न चरी कई

By: nehal February 8, 2019February 8, 2019

हिन्दी कविता, English Poetry, Poetry, Shah Abdul Latif Bhitaifaith, love, Sindhi Poetry, spirituality, sufi1 Comment

Those Bells Are Driving Me Crazy Those bells are driving me crazy How can I sleep? Ten times a day I pine for him I’ll wear the chains of his love Till death Standing at the edge They cry out, ‘My love!’ But they love only their lives Some claim, ‘I’m all yours’ But wet…

Two Poems: Dorothy Livesay

By: nehal January 26, 2019February 27, 2019

Dorothy Livesay, English Poetry, Poetry

FOR THE NEW YEAR Stamped in the throat bird song biologists say is inevitable as that beak that eye that red wing is not learned is born with the bird. Perhaps then there’s another dimension behind our learned word patterns … perhaps an infinite song sways in our throats yet to be heard? .. ……

INSOMNIA – અનિદ્રા

By: nehal January 21, 2019January 30, 2019

Ashwinee Bapat, ગુજરાતી કવિતા, English Poetry, Poetry

INSOMNIA The province of my Insomnia Is like the expanse of An arid river Quite often I come here barefooted Accepting its call I walk through And collide with The brambles of Old dreams And unsolved truths The entire stretch is Full of prolific roots Impossible to Pull out And the sun, the moon and…

O, Were I Loved As I Desire To Be! – Alfred Lord Tennyson

By: nehal January 19, 2019January 18, 2019

Alfred Lord Tennyson, English Poetry, Poetryforce, joy, life, love, pure

O, Were I Loved As I Desire To Be! O, were I loved as I desire to be! What is there in the great sphere of the earth, Or range of evil between death and birth, That I should fear, – if I were loved by thee! All the inner, all the outer world of…

ગઝલ – જવાહર બક્ષી

By: nehal January 18, 2019January 16, 2019

ગુજરાતી કવિતા, Gujarati / Hindi Ghazal, Jawahar Baxi, Poetry

દશે દિશાઓ સ્વયમ્ આસપાસ ચાલે છે શરૂ થયો નથી તોપણ પ્રવાસ ચાલે છે કશેય પહોંચવાનો ક્યાં પ્રયાસ ચાલે છે? અહીં ગતિ જ છે વૈભવ વિલાસ ચાલે છે. કોઈનું આવવું, નહિ આવવું, જવું, ન જવું, અમસ્તો આંખમાં ઉઘાડ-વાસ ચાલે છે દશે દિશામાં સતત એકસામટી જ સફર! અને હું એ ય ન જાણું… કે શ્વાસ ચાલે છે…

Universe – Erin Hanson

By: nehal January 11, 2019January 10, 2019

English Poetry, Erin Hanson, Poetry

I stumbled across a grain of truth, In the suns last drops of light, As I stood out in my garden, And watched the fruit bats daily flight, They moved as though united, Their flapping wings a silent dance, And as they flew above me, I stood frozen in a trance, Their flight conveyed such…

Poems – Dunya Mikhail

By: nehal January 6, 2019January 5, 2019

हिन्दी कविता, Dunya Mikhail, English Poetry, Poetry

Dunya Mikhail was born in Iraq (Baghdad) in 1965 and came to the United States thirty years later. She’s renowned for her subversive, innovative, and satirical poetry. After graduation from the University of Baghdad, she worked as a journalist and translator for the Baghdad Observer. Facing censorship and interrogation, she left Iraq, first to Jordan…

न्यूयार्क में एक तितली – A Butterfly in New York

By: nehal January 5, 2019January 4, 2019

हिन्दी कविता, English Poetry, Poetry, Sinan Antoon

बग़दाद के अपने बग़ीचे में मैं अक्सर भागा करता था उसके पीछे मगर वह उड़कर दूर चली जाती थी हमेश। आज तीन दशकों बाद एक दूसरे महाद्वीप में वह आकर बैठ गई मेरे कन्धे पर। नीली समन्दर के ख़यालों या आख़िरी साँसें लेती किसी परी के आँसुओं की तर॥ उसके पर स्वर्ग से गिरती दो…

What Are Years – Marianne Moore

By: nehal December 30, 2018December 27, 2018

English Poetry, Marianne Moore, Poetry

What is our innocence, what is our guilt? All are naked, none is safe. And whence is courage: the unanswered question, the resolute doubt, — dumbly calling, deafly listening—that in misfortune, even death, encourage others and in its defeat, stirs the soul to be strong? He sees deep and is glad, who accedes to mortality…

Where the Sidewalk Ends – Shel Silverstein

By: nehal December 28, 2018December 27, 2018

English Poetry, Poetry, Shel Silverstein

Where the Sidewalk Ends There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows…

T’s Diary (9)

By: nehal December 25, 2018May 1, 2019

A New Fiction, My Stories, Nehal નેહલ नेहल, Stories I'd like to tell, T's Diary#A Fiction#Love #Longing # A Poetic Journey # Some Musings about Life

A’s Diary It is more than a month now that I have not spoken to ‘T’! And I am surviving!! She must have thought that It’s an ego issue for me. It hurts me a lot, after 3-4 years of close friendship that’s what she feels about me?! I thought it was a natural growth…

A Poem by Erin Hanson

By: nehal December 23, 2018

English Poetry, Erin Hanson, Poetry2 Comments

Do not give me only perfect For there is beauty in what lacks, The things that are most true Are filled with flaws, covered in cracks. So stumble on your sentences, Forget the words you need, To those parading as perfection I must say; pay them no heed. For it is you and your surroundings,…