Love Poem: Kumar Abhimanyu
प र्बत चोटियों पर हवाएँ चली आती हैं कभी-कभी, हलचल करती, बिनबुलाये, यूँ ही | सुकून?... अब क्या बताएँ! जैसे आ जाती है कभी-कभी, तुम्हारी याद, बिनबुलाये, यूँ ही |
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Girl! I felt your poem. I have been trying to write a poem about my grandparents, since the day this course began. But I have failed so many times. You have beautifully captured the simplicity of your Grandma(s) along with complexity of cultural, gender, and regional identity. Your poem is a great help for me.
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