gulab khandelwal selected poems

Who will be the witness of this pain of my heart ?
Will it be darkness,
Which is without consciousness, without eyes,
Without voice,
Which has no record of my defeats and tortures ?

Will these wordy compositions,
Which are passionless, lifeless,
Sensationless,
Speak out that which I have suffered.

Will the wet earth
Sucking my silent tears,
Be witness to this heart-burning
Which it has only seen and not experienced ?
Even though living together,
No one else has shared the sorrows of the soul.
Only my heart can bear witness to it.
Only it can say,
How I have laid my path with my own hands
At each step.
How I have endured again and again,
What you have read in books only.