This time the image inspired in me a poem in mother tongue hindi .. So i wrote it first and later tried to capture the idea in english.
uski har ek hansi ke liye ,
din raat duayein karti hai,
uski har ek khushi ke liye
nit naye geet wo likhti hai,
uske sab andaaz saheje dil me
chup chaap palkein nam rehti hain
wo hasil hoga ya nahi kabhi
uske ek jawaab se darti hai …
kaid ho jaise ik bottle me
gin gin ke saanse bharti hai,
bikharegi ek din kaanch ki tarah
is naseeb se pal pal ladti hai ..
shabdon ke jaal jo bunti hai
ye pata hai ki chot milegi
fir bhi uski baahon me hi hasti hai.
trapped in a glass bottle,
the one that might break any time,
she fights her own words,
that predict her teary destiny …
praying for his smiles,
she pens melodies to entertain,
knowing well this too shall pass,
she awaits the welcoming pain.