gulab khandelwal selected poems

Every evening should have a new name.

One evening is that
Which was spent on the way to your house,
And the other is that
Which was passed in your arms.
How can both be alike !
One should be named ‘anxiety’
And the other ‘fulfilment’.

Every evening you greet me
In a different way.
There is a new smile on your lips
And a new color in your eyes.
Every evening,
You appear to me quite different.
Every evening,
Your silence has new dimensions.

As a matter of fact,
The nights are also never the same;
But evenings are entirely of a different nature.
In the evening,
Your beauty is open to all.
Every evening should have a new name.