Permanent Effects


With all your sharp features
we have to make a decision.
Where should I keep my eyes
, and where should my lips?

Holding your waist,
my breaths are getting heavy.
Could you not close your eyes while
we are cozy?

With your beauty,
let me be your cloth and feel heavenly.
The night will not be the same again.
Holding you in my arms like a chain
with your hairs on my chest
the life has turned into a birthday cake.

My lips are dry for your lips.
My chest beats in rhythm with your breath.
My eyes do not want to leave the dream.
My breath intends to have only your smell.
Life is like a blessing
when one enjoys his nudity.
I want to have this again and again.
I want to feel your smooth touch every second.

A bite on your thigh and an edge on your breast
taking away your shyness and making you wild.
It’s like thousands of waves of sea falling on me.
No space, no airs between us
it seems waves want to conceal me.

The knot of your saree and the button your blouse
I want to pull them down.
On your soft silky smooth skin
I want to give my marks on every inch
before planting seeds for a new life.

An army man cannot sleep until he finishes his fight.
A farmer cannot rest until the whole field is plowed.
How can I sleep when I see your beauty without my marks?
Nothing is permanent.
Neither your beauty nor my breaths.
Let me work hard to give you permanent effects.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

Fire


You are like a fire
and I have a desire
to melt my candle on your fire.
So, when my candle melts
its droplet will fall in your fire
and becomes the part of the fire
to keep the fire alive.
In the end, I will loose
all my candles and
fire will be still there.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

Valentine’s Day and the second law of thermodynamics


I gave her a rose
He came in a car.
She chose him
As she did not want
To go to his room by walking.

We cannot create energy.
We can only transform or conserve
Energy conservation is important in the 21st century.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

You and I


Nothing changed
Since you left
I cry
And you carry.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

Men too


I always wanted to change the world
On my first day on the campus
I saw her giving a speech
How to change the world.

Rest of the life
She spent to change my life
And rest of the life
I spent to change myself
For her happiness.

Finally, we are divorced
Her last sentence was
“The world cannot change.”
“And men too.”

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

Love


A woman never feels
But she develops that feeling in her man.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

Dream


My dream is to have a dream everyday
Because achievements are my past and dream is my future.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

A coin


There is a spark in her eyes
To live with a perfect man in the future.
There is a man in her arms
She says, “you are my perfect man.”

In her speech, there are words for an ideal world
Kindness, fight against poverty,
Morality, loyalty, and equality.
There is a man in her arms, who is married
She has been asking him to divorce his wife.

On her lips, there are different shades of color
Depending on the situation, night, music
Mood, and emotions.
There is only one color in her heart.
There is darkness, darkness and darkness.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

ना अपहरण, ना बलात्कार कीजिये


जिंदगी जहाँ पे दर्द बन जाए
वहीँ से शिव का नाम लीजिये।
अगर कोई न हो संग, राह में तुम्हारे
तो कण-कण से फिर प्यार कीजिये।

राम को मिला था बनवास यहीं पे
तो आप भी कंदराओं में निवास कीजिये।
माना की अँधेरा छाया हुआ हैं
तो दीप से द्वार का श्रृंगार कीजिये।

जिंदगी नहीं है अधूरी कभी भी
तो ना अपहरण, ना बलात्कार कीजिये।
माना की किस्मत में अमृत-तारा नहीं
तो फिर शिव सा ही विषपान कीजिये।

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar

Pain


The pain in my heart
Is like a river now.
It is wider, sluggish
Without heavy waves
But deeper now.

The pain in a heart
Is like acoustic waves.
With time
The wavelength becomes wider
With smaller amplitude
And waves become
Transverse from longitudinal.

Rifle Singh Dhurandhar