Lamp

Of all the things

You gracefully talk about

Clothes, curtains, furniture

Utensils, crockery, tea-flavours

And all the fine luxuries of life

I want to be the lamp

At the side of your bed

And read with you

All the books you read

Before you blissfully fall asleep

Syllabus

Woh kehti hai

Mai kitaab nahi padti

Aur fir

Poori poori raat

Mujhe

Ek nayi Kitaab ki tarah

Padhti rehti hai