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It is not love, it is madness

Ishq Mujhko Nahin, Vehshat Hi Sahi 

(You say) It is not love, it is madness
My madness may be the cause of your fame
Sever not my relationship with you
If nothing then be my enemy
What is the meaning of notoriety in meeting me
If not in public court meet me alone
I am not my own enemy
So what if the stranger is in love with you
Whatever you are, it is due to your own being
If this not known then it is ignorance
Life though fleets like a lightening flash
Yet it is abundant Time to be in love
I do not want debate on the sustenance of love
Be it not love but another dilemma
Give something O biased One
At least the sanction to cry and plea
I will perpetuate the rituals
Even if cruelty be your habit
Teasing and cajoling the beloved cannot leave 'Asad'
Even if there is no union and only the desire remains  

02-Sep-2004

More by :  Rajender Krishan


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Comment Give something O biased One
At least the sanction to cry and plea

more optimistic than Browning's the last ride together

sarika
28-May-2016 08:17 AM

Comment excellent poem

sarika
28-May-2016 07:55 AM




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