Festive mood with sweets and sparks,
For at least a week, it will last,
Day and night, it turns to one,
Resting in peace, will there be anyone?

With bursting noise, rattling your spine,
With crackling sound, making the dogs whine,
Colors of light, as Diwali was to be,
Crackers and fireworks,as you made it to be.

Prowess of firework, that you display,
Choking millions of them, on your verge of this play.
Smokers are better, who affect themselves and passerby,
Are you better off on your part, to deny ?

Taking oaths and pledges, for green and clean nation,
Make pretty sure that you turn them to action.
Burst your ego and not just the crackers,
This will solve most of the problems.

Spread this light, as you read,
Turn this seed, not into weed,
Let the people be resting in peace,
Don't let them " rest in peace" !!!!

Shyam k c

The crown prince of congress,
Will realize today,
The game of the throne,
Is not a child's play.........

Once in a blue moon,
It does happen,
Youth of the country,
Awaiting different to happen........

Rallies and campaigns,
Were always there,
But still this time,
It was something rare........

The election and its results,
Will not impress me a lot,
But the people's mind to vote,
Will change quite a lot !!!

~$hyam

#note :
 Reading the poem from the beginning makes you feel happy that u r clever....but when u read the poem word by word starting from end , there is something interesting in store for you.......



Think, you twice
Even,
Days or week,
Whether
Me or you,
Or only you

Please you more,
And
Praise you high,
Now
Know you better
Never, I am clever.

Hesitate never,
Smarter is former,
Questions' one ever,
You or me.

Swift and shrewd,
Wise and true,
Here am I,
You to prove.....

-K.c. Shyam

NOTE:
FOR THE LOVERS READ THIS POEM FROM THE START,
AND THOSE WHO ARE SINGLE READ THE WHOLE POEM IN REVERSE, i.e. from end



Here to mingle,
Not happy,
As a single,
As life is so great,
And latter is a grate.

When I  look at you,
I am always complete,but I am incomplete,
For the world I meet.

The gleaming beauty of your face,
Never I forget, even those memories fade of
My friends and my days.

The time for you, to spare,
I do care,even I don't mind,
My work and my share.

The words from your lips,
So sweet, so humble but cacophony are those,
Whilst I listen others sing.

Your thought and your memories,
Are first to strike, let go into Thames, be it,
My carrier and desire.

You and your love,
Is my integral part, let go to hell,
The rest of the part.

~shyam k.c

Listen to the voices that surround you,
The air has something to say,
When everyone has calmed down,
When everyone is far away,
And you're all alone in the room,
Listening to the space around,
The hiss you feel in your ears,
Is louder than ever, so profound!

In the silence of the night,
When everyone is in his dreams,
You can hear time ticking in the clock,
The heart beats louder, it seems,
The footsteps, the rain drops, the wind,
Everything is clearer around,
In the silence you hear more,
That's the beauty of sound!

~Prashant Mishra

रोते हुए इंसान को मुस्कान दे गयी...
मरने से बचा के जीवन दान दे गयी...
खिल खिल रही है मेरे चेहरे पे जो हँसी आज कल...
इस मुस्कराहट को वो नई दोस्त पहचान दे गयी...!

मिले नहीं अभी तक हम जिनसे...
जानती नहीं वो बात कर रही है किनसे...
फिर भी गर भरोसा है इतना उनको...
तोड़ेंगे  नहीं कह देना उनको...!

उस  दिन ना जाने हमें भी क्या हो गया था...
वो थी दुखी और हममे भी एक कवी आ गया था...
कभी ना कह पाए और ना ही समझाया हमने कभी...
उसने कुछ कहा, हमने निकाल दी मान कि बात सभी...!



Rote hue insaan ko muskaan de gai....
Marne se bacha k jeevan daan de gai...
Khil khila rahi h mere chehre pe jo hasi aaj kal...
Is muskurahat ko wo nayi dost pehchaan de gai..!

Mile nahi abhi tak hum ginse...
Janti nhi wo baat kar rhi hai kinse...
Fir bhi gar bharosa hai itna ginko...
Todenge nahi kabhi keh dena unko...!

Us din na jaane hume bhi ho kya gaya tha...
Wo thi dukhi aur hm me bhi kavi aa gaya tha...
Kabhi naa keh paaye or naa ksi ko smjhaya humne kabhi...
Usne kuch kaha hmne nikal di man ki baat sabhi...!



~Prateek Saraf

सोचता हूँ बदल दूं उनको,
एक ही प्रहार से।
चाहता हूँ सीखा दूँ इंसानियत,
उन्हें अपने हथियार से।

बहुत हो गई ‘अहिंसा परमोधर्म’
भरोषा भी कर लिया बहुत ही।
लात के ही भूत जो ठहरे,
सुनेंगे वो कैसे प्यार से?

आज वक़्त वो आ गया है,
काल विपत्ति का उनपर छा गया है।
चलो हक़ अपना हम ले लें आज,
और छीनलें उनसे अधिकार से।

ना जात, ना कोई पात,
ना धर्म से जुडी कोई बेफिजूल  बात,
आज हम लड़ेंगे अनोखी लड़ाई,
समता का व्यव्हार से।

~Satwik Mishra

उसके मन में भी आता है !!

Life, What is life ?

The cry of a new born baby,
                or the laugh of a kid,
the energy of a youth,
                or the ambition of a new graduate,
the contentment of a happily married daughter's father,
                or the faith of the grandparents...
Why do we aspire something,
                which will soon get destroyed,
Why do we strive for someone,
                who will soon be separated,
Why are we happy about some possession,
                which will soon be lost,
Why do we love this life,
                which will soon be demolished,
Where do we find Life,
                and where are we ought to,
How much should we treasure Life,
                and how much be detached to,
These questions may never be answered,
                if we can't answer,

Life, What is life ?


                                 ------ Ayush Jain

Kho jau mai kahi agar,
Aur ho jau duniya se bekhabar,
Samajh lena dosto ho gaya hai mujhko Ishq,
Aur le liya hai maine bahut bada Risk,
Yu to "Life" hai har pal Risk magar,
Soche-samjhe Risk ka alag hi hai asar,
Life me Risk-factor bahut kaam aati hai,
Safalta ki kunji bankar aapko...
Door talak le jaati hai
Door talak le jaati hai...

~Raj

Glorious kingdom,
got submerged in the battle,
Wisdom is dead,
situations are now fatal.

Emptiness,
fills our lives,
Dead men are,
sleep deprived.

Gun fire fills the air,
Choking our souls,
Black birds in the sky,
Eat bodies that fall.

Clouds thunder,
Calling our names.
Our soul surrenders,
Rising in shame.

This ends not here,
There's a life that follows.
But it still has to be filled,
The grave, deep and hollow.

No more we live,
No more fear,
No more we cry,
No more tears!

(contd.)

~Prashant Mishra

(Read the previous parts to have a better understanding)

Our soul is dead,
No feelings inside,
Long ago from this day,
Our conscience had died.

Ego in heart,
Jealousy in mind,
Forgive all the enemies,
We're no more that kind.

"Life is a bitch",
We say this all time,
Thoughts full of revenges,
We've got for no crimes.

The battle is huge,
With the memories of past,
The good ones are good,
Its from the bad ones that last.

But deep into the ground,
We got to bury them all,
Our ego, the jealousy,
And the ones that made us fall.

Time will move on,
Life will keep up the pace,
And someday we'll say,
With a smile on our face,

Battles began,
Swords clashed,
Empty coffins,
Were filled in a flash.

But battles did end,
And noone had died,
The coffins were filled,
With the guilts we had inside.

Let 'tensions' keep on shouting,
And 'worries' keep on trying,
But seeing us winning the battle,
They'll all begin to cry,

"No more we live,
No more they fear,
No more they cry,
Now we've got all tears!"

~Prashant Mishra

If people aren't laughing at your goals, your goals are too small,
Coz each increment in the number of your critics, is an indication that you've heard your inner call.

Find a way out of your house, and you'll get what you need,
You got to do it right now buddy, don't just read!

Escape from the problems, you may do that for a while,
But someday you'll have to face them with a smile.

Coz if the enemy knows, you've come unprepared,
He'll crush you deep down in the Earth, you'll be scared.

A gun on your head with bullets loaded inside, shouldn't make you go nuts,
Coz you're grown up now, have some guts!

A simple sound of thunder, or a sudden flash of light,
Is something that adds thrill to the night.

Knowing every answer might not be the goal of life,
But the curiosity to know them all will make you feel alive.

So a gun on your head with bullets loaded inside, shouldn't make you go nuts,
Grow up man, face them all, have some guts!

[First line courtsey: Shruti Sinha]

~Prashant Mishra

I travel on the breaking path..
I try to make a new start..
I wander like an aimless owl..
I know its time to pay for fouls..

I wish I get what I had once..
I wish I'm done with guilt weighing tons..
I cut all threads and break my heart..
I try to make a new start..

Let all these pains, strengthen my soul..
May be its time to fill the hole..
Let all my strengths, stop being weak..
And this time, let the troubles freak..

~Prashant Mishra