My 5th book of poetry in Punjabi language  SILTAN released at Brampton , Canada in 2015.

A POEM

My Paintings.


How can I show you
My inner self ?

How can I see you
Full of feelings ?

My poetry require words
But I want to keep calm.

My music require tunes
But I have no strings.

for my paintings
I only need
Your eyes and
Your heart.

INTZAAR

Kitna sajaya ghar ko

jo kaam kabhi na kia

voh bhi kia

Kharab paint , toote pluster,

kitabon par jammi dhool

ast-viast parhe gamle

tasveeron ke frame

sabh ki khabar lee gayi

Chamkaye gaye farsh

badal deeye galeeche

samvaar deeye parde

masheen me dho dale

naraaz se parhe tady -bear

saja deeya darvaza

ek phool latka deeya us par

likha" Swagatam"

Aise hi kayi din lagataar

chhote chhote kaam karte hooye

ban gayi ek tarteeb

chamak utha sara ghar

sab kuchh mekaya

Par

jis ka Intzaar tha

Voh na aaya.

A POEM

Hava mil jaye hava vich
jal
jal vich.

Mitti mil jaye
mitti vich
Agni
Agni vich

Mil jaye khalaa vi
Khalaa vich

Par aie Kavi
kite tere shabdan de kan
Na mil jaan
murh shabdan de thal andar...

My painting.(You and Me)

My painting.(Trees with red flowers)

Black Purse

I don't know
How many times
I took my purse out of my pocket.

I don't know
How much money
I spent from it.

I saved and spent
thousands of rupees.

It kept carefully
many postal stamps.

My I-Card
My identification
My loose papers
Addresses of my friends.

A long piece of time has passed
I don't know
How many times
How many days
How many months
How many years.

But today,
I remembered suddenly
that this black leather purse
YOU bought for me
with a great love.

When it got in to my mind
I shivered
and the black leather purse
also shivered.

The non-living black leather purse
came to know
the language of love...