RANGEEN GALIYAN HO GAYIN
STREETS ARE COLOURED WITH BLOOD

 

Bejaan raahen ho gayin

veeran basti ho gayin

All the walkways are lifeless

and the neighbourhood is lonely

 

Rung chehron ke udde

rangeen galiyaan ho gayin

 Faces have become pale

streets are colored with blood

 

Insaan chhota rah gaya

deevaren unchi ho gayin

Man has become small

while walls between have grown tall

 

Band karmron me havayen

khamosh marhal ho gayin

 Breezes in the closed rooms

have become deadly silent

 

Rokar koi kya karey

khushk aankhen ho gayin

 what good is crying now

when eyes can’t shed tears (are dry)

~Neelam Jain~

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