gulab khandelwal selected poems

I have washed away the writing
With my tears
And after tearing my letter to bits,
Blown away the tiny pieces
In the air.

Who knows,
My thoughts may reach you
In this very way!
Whatever has remained unexplained till now
May be conveyed thus!
When there is a tide in the heart,
The message reaches without any letter.
Words only raise walls in-between.
Hearts read each other
Without any writing.