That, wondrous land,
with lamps of dreams,
few seasons of hope ,
stimulating desires,
like mini waves ,
in-my bloodstream, still ,
my solitude befriending ,
the adamant lune,
how night bereft of sleep,
longing for a dreamy delight,
like a bubble in oceanic tide,
I wish my refulgence unhides,
this time ,,,,,,,,,
Refulgence
Published
Embrace Life 
Reena ji 🙏🌹
This poem feels like a slow, inward drift dreamlike, aching, and quietly luminous.
The imagery moves fluidly from land to blood to ocean, creating the sense that longing is not merely an emotion, but a living current flowing through the self. “My solitude befriending / the adamant lune” is especially striking: loneliness here is not hollow or bleak; it is accompanied by the moon steady, faithful, and unyielding.
A gentle tension runs throughout the poem between hope and wakefulness, desire and restraint, concealment and radiance. The closing wish, “I wish my refulgence unhides,” arrives like a whispered prayer, suggesting not escape, but emergence. Overall, this is a reflective, intimate piece, rich with nocturnal beauty less a poem of restlessness, and more an invitation to sit quietly with the glow waiting beneath the surface.
🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
वह एक अजब-सी सरज़मीं थी, ख़्वाब जलते थे वहाँ,
आशा की कुछ ही रुतें थीं, ख़्वाहिशें पलते थे वहाँ।
मेरी रग-रग में उतरती, लहर-सी बेचैनी रही,
और मेरी तन्हाई से चाँद, दोस्ती करता रहा।
नींद रूठी-सी रही है, रात भर आँखों से आज,
ख़्वाब का एक नर्म-सा लम्हा, दिल तरसता ही रहा।
समुद्र-ए-ज़ात में उठता, एक बुलबुल-सा हूँ मैं,
आता-जाता एक उजास, साँस भर ठहरता रहा।
इस दफ़ा इतना तो हो जाए, ऐ वक़्त की संगदिल हवा,
मेरी छुपी रौशनाई को, बेनक़ाब होने दे ज़रा।
-विजय
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wah wah wah
Behtareen likha hai aapne 🙏🌸🌸✍️✍️✍️✍️✍️✍️
LikeLiked by 1 person