Slacked

Whisper yet to filter the ear,
It’s almost been half the year…

Everything seems perfect today
Contrast to the pain at the rear…

Changes happen, happen for good,
Then what’s the point to shed the tear…

Good didn’t happen to the one since she met,
Rise in hatred is the only fear…

Blowin' In The Wind

If the sheet is torn, I can stitch it...
But how can I stitch the sky?

If my husband dies, I can remarry...
But if my lover dies, how will I survive?

Amrita Pritam