Truce

We do not sleep without a truce,
Don’t drown our nights in tears profuse.
Our morning is another start.
In spats, each other we don’t lose.

Translated from my Hindi poem, सुलह

sulah

binā sulah kiye hum sote nahin
Gam mein rāt rāt bhar rote nahin
har subah nayi shuruvāt hoti hei
JHagdon mein ek duje ko khote nahin