Love pains


Love comes with pains
As flowers bring sharp
But hidden thorns.
Morning sun brings hidden afternoon
Full of heat and dampness.
And rains carry life
For pathogens and insects.

We focus so much on the smile
We never think of our faults.
We enjoy all the huge waves of love
Till the boulder arrives
And crushes us
And finally paralyzed our souls.

The season changes
The weather changes
Seeds germinate
And flower turns into fruits
But our mind
Our heart and our souls
Carry only pains, sorrow and tears
Till we die or we hide from the world.

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

My first book on Kindle


Friends,

I have complied my English poems from this blog into a book which is freely available on Kindle. You can also buy it by $1 (or 70 rupees in India). The name of the book is “The girl with the newspaper.”

I request you to kindly read it and write a review. Your support as you have given here is important for my book too. The link is https://www.amazon.com/girl-newspaper-Chhapra-Express-Dhurandhar-ebook/dp/B08CBDFFN9/ref=sr_1_2?dchild=1&keywords=the+girl+with+the+newspaper&qid=1594340394&sr=8-2

Thanks,

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar


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लेह -लद्दाख -गलवान


कंकड़ -पत्थर पे हमारा शौर्य लिखा है
यहाँ कण-कण में, कण-कण के लिए
कुरुक्षेत्र रचा -बसा है.
यह सिर्फ मिट्टी नहीं, हमारी भक्ति है
जिसके प्रेम में हमने, बांसुरी और सुदर्शन
दोनों एक साथ शिरोधार्य कर रखा है.

Dedicated to the speech of our PM.

परमीत सिंह धुरंधर