Sunil Uniyal, IN

 

 

Free Verse   Pithoragarh: 1980 *   The full-moon has bloomed in the sky and is writing on distant peaks clad in snow: white glow... white glow... white glow... But... in my mind here : Om Shantih... Om Shantih... Om Shantih! * Pithoragarh is a picturesque town in the Himalayas, in the Uttarakhand State, India, where the author stayed during 1979-80.)     The Sufi   I am the Fire, You are the Wind; Burn me within Or blow me out - The choice is Yours : I won't mind.     Ghazal   But for You   Strange it is but also true I have nothing to hide from You The Self is on a boat of flesh An ocean between me and You How can my desires blossom In this garden without You? I know my wanderings will not end Until I have a glimpse of You The night is dreary, dark and long Uni is lost - but for You.