सध्याला काय झालाय कळायला मार्ग नाही, पण रतिब घातल्या सारख्या रडक्या कविता ओळीने सुचतायत…
कुणाला वाटेल… काय तर झालाय वाटतं…
पण तसं काय नाही हो.. पिल्लुला ही एक सवय आहे… आणि ती मधुन मधुन उसळी मारते!
मुळात त्याला कुठल्याही कथेचा protagonist ही जरा pessimist आसलेला बरा वाटतो… अश्या pessimistic प्राण्याकडुन काय आपेक्षा तर बाळगणार…
‘Trailed away’ [हे कवितेचं नाव आहे. मला नेहमी प्रश्न पडतो, आता हिला काय नाव द्यावं? जे आलं मनात ते दिलं आहे.]

‘Trailed away’ [जुने नाव!]

’No more tears’ [नवीन नाव]

when you walk in the rain, alone,
you walk alone for a long
all you think about is
what went wrong
everything you did,
you did it to save,
in the end all is in vain
and you don’t know why…
you felt strongly
i don’t want to cry…

and you stop thinking again,
irritated and in pain
tear rolled on your cheek
with back of your hand, you wiped.
you feel,
you failed all over again,
and you don’t know why…
you felt strongly
i don’t want to cry…

one thought after another,
you stumbled on memories for a while
and then you realized
it was just not meant to be
and you blew up your best on it
pieces of your beautiful dream
makes you shiver and stream
and you don’t know why…
you felt strongly
i don’t want to cry…

you sat on bench, rusted and wet
you don’t fear shadows, anymore
lightening doesn’t scare.
you are drenched to the core,
inside out…
and you don’t know why…
you felt strongly
i don’t want to cry…

इथंपर्यंत वाचली आसेल तर…. नाव सुचलं आसेल काही तर…. all suggestions are welcome.

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