25 Poems In English
Poems selection
Ages old bond ….1
Ours is a bond ages old :
Words can not define;
The world can not confine .
An invisible thread bind our souls ;
The fruit of eternal love sprout on the heavenly soil ;
On wings I fly in the sky unknown;
Full of blessings and bliss is my heart;
A fairy in white appears
And signals me to follow her
I am flying following her;
I am flying following her;
My joy knows no bounds.
(Appear instead of appear )
Grand maa ‘s Compound …2
After a long long , long time
Before it was dawn ,
I heard an invisible solitary bird
Chirping in some part of my home.
It was pleasant and reminded me
Of my childhood :
When the sparrows in a group
Would come in my grandma ‘s kachha compound
To collect grains for their little ones
Waiting in the nests to be fed.
Sometimes I had seen the mother sparrows
Feed their little ones who were yet to grow wings:
The mother sparrows would lovingly
Place their beaks in the beaks of child sparrows and feed them the grains
They had collected from my grandma ‘s compound.
That was the past.
Today I am as lonely as the solitary bird
I had heard chirping before the dawn !
Innocent Love 3
No words exchanged ;
Only glances exchanged ;
Over a municipal tap
When one day we were the last
In the queue with our urns.
That is how seed of first love was sown .
She was coy and I was equally shy
But communication through eyes
Was an irresistible yearning for us
And regularity of meeting at the
Appointed time and to be the last in queue
By choice had become our routine.
Then for many days she did not turn up
Who should I ask the reason ?
I dared not share the heart with any one .
One day an aunt, to my surprise, declared ,
” She is ill and hospitalised”.
I was shocked inside but could not ask
” Where and how is she now ‘
There after one day even ,before I could see her again
I had to shift to another city
For further studies.
Free Yourself 4
There is something that tells me :
” Free Yourself .”
Why me ; all beings feel caged,
And strive to fly free .
The struggle is continuous
Starts with one’s birth ;
Complicated with the illusion
That the world is :
Attain this attain that ,
Reach the top !
Grab , snatch , accumulate .
Add and add in pursuit of happiness .
One day disillusioned ,awakened
And realize :
Have been always restless
To have bliss ,
Have been losing
In search of that always
I had with me !
In the journey,
Meet those
Who claim that
They have the power
To free .
Believing them to be true
Turn to them
To find :
Fiends’claim
To be saviours.
Alas !
Was too late to understand .
Only when these goons
Were caged within the cage !
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You are unique: 5
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Stand before mirror;
Watch from head to toe ;
Aren’t you different ?
Aren’t you classic ?
Then why compare ?
No need ; you are rare.
The Creator had a purpose
In creating you differently !
Why waste your time and energy
Finding you ; following others ?
Dig deep inside you ;
Learn the purpose ;
The creator created you for ;
Follow the light
That shall lead you
To the goal
That was assigned to you .
In copying others
You can not become the other
Nor the Almighty desired you to be .
Be what you are;
Leave what you are not.
The self you claim , attain and retain
Handle With Care 6
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My smartphone ;
And Yours also
Recognises and
Accepts
Only
Soft touch.
Be harsh
And
It will revolt
And
Make faces:
You will bruise
Your head
And
Question will appear
On face
What is happening ?
Tenderness
Always demand
Careful and soft handling.
So does your and mine
Smartphone.
Smartphone you can change
If mishandled
But tender heart
Mishandled once
Is a loss
FOREVER
( 7 )
Last Moments
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Sitting besides my friend
on a bed in a hospital
Was sharing
The past happy moments ;
All of a sudden my friend
Stopped listening ;
Leaving me alone……………
S H O C K E D
My throat
C H O C K E D .
(8)
Cry and Be light
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” Why gloomy .”
Came no reply !
Just from labour room heard
The newly born’s cry !
Perhaps explains the truth !
While growing are told ,
” Not a child now , why cry ?”
Cry one always wants to
But the world always imposes
” No no that is not manly ”
Though themselves also
At times believe not
What they tell others to follow !
Yes ,the child in all of us tells ,
” Cry and be light .
Not be burdened with
The falsehood the world preaches !
(9 )
Mother’s Assuring Hand
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On a full moon night ;
Catching her finger ;
I walk on a grassy ground.
Fireflies attracts my eyes .
Wanted to catch them
To put in shirt’s pocket
But ask mother instead
To catch for me
With her other hand
For the fear
I may let loose her assuring hand’s finger.
(10)
Away from Din
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Here I sit under the shade of a tree
In a field full of greenery
Away away from my own city ,
Away from my own city !
In the field where there are no people
No people who tell me they belong to me
But I know they don’t ,: they don’t !
Their white washed faces
No longer assure me !
The more I am assured
The more I become unnerved !
And here I am in solitude
So full of bliss and ecstasy !
How I wish this moment
I had breathed my last !
(11)
Sandwiched
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Sitting this evening
Thinking of the evening that was ;
Thinking of the evening that will be ;
I am sandwiched .
” Think of only this evening ,” tell the wise .
But who does above this rise ?
Even those who teach
And day night preach
Are not balanced on the subject
No one is ; no one will be perfect .
All we have to live the life without being exact
No one was ever and no one will be ever correct !
(12)
Return to Roots
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Today I went to bus stop
To see off my friend .
Once the bus started
And I waved my hand to say bye .
I went to the stoppage
Where the bus stood for my village ,
The dear village I had not been to
For more than four long I decades !
Many a time I had longed to visit my village
Where most part of my childhood
I had spent in sweet company of friends !
But was always indecisive !
Today I was determined and informed
My wife on cell , ” I will return in the evening .”
But did not disclose the destination .
I just said , ” I am with my friends.”
People in the bus or in the village ;
Houses in the streets or the few shops
Were all strangers now !
Who recognises whom
After four decades ?
My some foreign friends tell ,
” Their forefathers were from our land .”
They express the desire to return to roots .
How should I tell roots need to be watered
From time time to keep the tree of love Green !
(13)
TO MY LOVE
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I keep a secret from you :
My fatal pain is
More often now !
I perceive
I may precede you
To proceed
On my last journey .
I conceal it from you
So that you don’t pain
Again and again
Even before pain !
I also wish we together
In the last journey
As in life here !
May He fulfil
My wish !!
(14)
Mother
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Turn left ;turn right
Had a restless night
Eyes burning; body aching
And endless thoughts kept awake.
Mother appeared with smile on her face
Put her palm on my forehead
It worked balm
And ended the the unease .
Such is the mother’s touch
That can make the world bow
And the worries fly away .
I pray she comes every night
To redress my wounds .
(15)
Why not Me Myself
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Let me congratulate myself
For having completed
Fifty plus eleven years
In the world :
That was opposed to
My very appearance
On the stage ;
Since I was not allowed
On my legs till I was seven;
That too my strong grandma
Had fought with all the forces
Which stood against me ,
To let me stand on my legs .
( I started with the leg pulling }
Next came the student phase :
None other ; my grandma was my faith
And rightly so ,
I would rush to her
Near my exams.
More than my hard work
Her blessings worked
And step by step ,
This exam , that exam
And exams after exams
62have I appeared
And got through.
I must congratulate myself
That I had such a wonderful grandma .
(16)
Deep Sorrow
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Tears glittered in his eyes;
Trickled down his cheeks ;
Throat swallowed his pain;
And deeply ached his heart;
That I could feel.
Oh! I shouldn’t have stopped
And asked,” How is she.”
The courtesy was too severe;
When the physicians had advised,” Only prayers could save.”
In a minute’s time I realized:
Too hard to imagine
That the most loved one
Is about to leave for
THE DESTINATION UNKNOWN
AND
NEVER TO RETURN!
(17 )
What A Coincidence!
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Past midnight; eyes opned
The train had stopped
In the farms.
The passangers wanted to know:
What had happened?
Were informed:
” Agitators had stopped”
Hours later, autorities decided
To return the train
To the starting point
And to refund the fare.
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The girl baby in her mother’s lap
Opposite my seat cried and cried.
The helpless mother knew not
How she could convince the baby
An hour or two more
She was to bear the hunger and thirst.
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I opned my bag ,
Took out a packet of biscuits
And by now hot bottle of cock ,
Which I had kept with me
While starting for the journey,
And offered the mother ,
If could be of any help.
Unwillingly did she accept.
A bite or two of biscuits
And few drops of coke
The child swallowed,
But still restless.
Cried once more
With all her strength
And went to sleep
With tickled down tears
Still on her cheeks.
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Years later I was travelling in the same train,
Opposite me were sitting
An old lady and a beautiful young girl.
The old lady recognising me
Spoke thus:
“Uncle…..biscuits…..coke.”
Rrcollecting the past incident
I smiled
And offered the the coke
Which I had just bought
Chilled , not hot.
(18 )
Two Worlds
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I have two worlds:
The world I live in
And
The world I have come
To believe in.
The former made me
To learn:
To use knife and fork;
How to open a cork;
What to wear;
What to swear ;
How to walk ;
What to talk;
How to conceal;
What to reveal;
And
The latter tells me:
” Tear apart
Unlearn what learnt
Bare thyself
And be
What you are .
The long journey undertaken
Took you no where
It was not worth the pains
Worthless were all gains.
Stop the mad race
Slow go your pace .
Stop piercing to pieces
Rest have some peace.
(1 9)
The Woes Partition:
The Scars on my elders faces
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He had scars on his body:
Forehead; face and arms .
On forehead he was hit
By a fanatic
When he was forced
To leave his motherland
Since it no longer belonged to him
As was pronounced by the wise
Who had agreed to divide the mother
Between the brothers who till then
Shared the pains and pleasures
And stood by each other in all their cares.
And now ————
Were told :
Their faiths are different
They can’t live together
And shift to the fold of
Their respective faiths
Which, though their hearts
Never agreed to.
But no choice
And madness had its way.
The multiple scars on his face
Were the result of honey-bees’ stings
On his way to unknown part
Of his own motherland
To which he had started his journey ,
Though unwillingly.
The hunger made him climb the tree
Laden with mangoes
And the scars on face were
The price he had to pay.
The scars on the arm
Were the doctor’s given.
In the refugee camps
All had to be.necessarily vaccinated
To avoid the epidemic to spread.
ALL THE SCARS TOGETHER TOLD:
LIFE WAS TERRIBLE
EFFORTS FOR SURVIVAL WERE ON
IN THE FACE OF HUNAN ‘S INHUMANITY.
(20)
What a Nuisance
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To check the nuisance of rats,
A cat was brought.
Being young and attractive ,
She was soon in live-in -relationship .
As contraceptives were not in vogue for them
And they conceive in plural
Soon there was an army of their prodigies
And a bigger nuisance .
What to do now ?
Should a dog be brought?
What if the dog also follows the cat?
Shall ever there be end or
Every time a bigger nuisance than previous one?
Rats , cats and dogs are born with enmity with one another
And their hatred is prone to be used by thinking human beings.
But how is that these human beings
Belonging to the same class
Fall prey to the cleverer ones
And divided into classes,
And stand against one another?
Is it that we only wear the mask
Of better beings
And inside are animals of different species
Always brewing hatred for one another ?
(21)
Pain Penned
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I was born with pain in heart
And pen in hand ;
They said:
” Surgeon with knife in hand
Will dig deep
To relieve me of pain ”
I said , ” He can’t diagnose;
He can only dig
And the pain can’t he end ;
Only my pen can it bend.”
The two are always at strife
And between the two
Me a sandwich.
My faith tells :
Follow what I am
The world tells :
Get removed the fault:
The world maybe wise
But can’t be wiser than Him
Who ordained me to be
In constant heart pain
And dip my pen
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