हर रोज़ सुबह जब मैं मेरे कमरेकी खिड़की खोलता हूँ,
तो यही एक सवाल हमेशा होता है।
के ये कौन है जो एक आंखसे हमेशा मुझको तांकते है?
BlogchatterBlogHop मध्ये मिळालेल्या Amidst the weeping rain, the hours refused to move या विषयासाठी सुचलेली कविता.
मनात खोलवर भावनांचे कल्लोळ उसळत असतात, पण वर दिसतो तो शांत मुखवटा. अगदी या तळ्यासारखा. हिच भावना या कवितेतून आपल्यासमोर मांडतो आहे.
This poem is a part of 2022 desk calendar I curated with my friend Snehal Ekbote. Here, I have described how I experienced a tranquility at seashore in my recent visit in Konkan.
This short Marathi poem is celebrating 6 seasons of our year in Maharashtra, Starting from Vasant (Springs) to Shishir (Winters). Hope you will like it. Enjoy…
Everyone has their own version of Utopia in their mind. Here’s my version penned in the form of a Marathi poem. I have also tried translating it in English too. Hope you enjoy the same.
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