gulab khandelwal selected poems

Ah, when the next row will sit down for a feast,
Will I be forgotten again
Or with unanimous choice,
Will be called upon
To occupy the highest seat?
I don’t know,
Where I will be then;
But one thing is certain,
I will always be conveying to you
The innermost sentiments of my heart
Through these lines.
Those, who have feeling,
Will always get sprays of emotions here
While the critics
Will ever delve deeper and deeper,
Ever finding new depths.