Remain in fantasy
it's better
stay hanging alike moon in the sky
don't land on the earth
this aura will bite you
you will be in pain
your face, your colour will change
you will not remain the same
as you look in imagination
your beauty will dust off
paying fees for the kid
paying bills for water, power supply
moving by bus for office
you will get old
one day, you would be colourless
you will not recognize your own countenance
in mirror
That's why I beseech
to persist in fantasy
love from there
if you come here
love will finish as well
in this passage of domestication.
(c) - Vimal Kumar's Hindi poem "Kalpana mein Prem" Translated by Varsha Singh as "Love in Fantasy"
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