कविता
You Say –
“The violin does not shed tears,
But sings melodious songs”.
On the day of my return
From your native land
Leaving you alone
Prior to our separation
You took out your violin
And began to play.
Perhaps you wanted
To play better than before
To play the best ever
Perhaps,
About to be torn in two by time,
Incurably,
You wanted to forget
The impending wound of your heart and its pain.
However,
I was experiencing
The continuous sobbing of the violin
And, falling drop by drop
On my heart
The tears of your eyes.
You Say –
“The violin does not shed tears,
But sings melodious songs”.
Bhisma Upreti
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