*The Inner Agony of the River*
Don't stop me,
I am the stream of the river.
I have to flow among the rocks,
Breaking the prison of bondage.
I have come with great speed,
Ripping the mountain,
Whose ability can stop me,
I keep moving continuously.
The oceans are calling me,
And the fields are calling me.
Everyone gets life from me,
Rice grows from me.
The day I will become slack,
This inanimate and conscious will stop.
Don't tease me, don't stop me,
The subconscious will become conscious.
I have been flowing for centuries,
But never received your love.
I have sacrificed every drop of you,
But you never acknowledged my favor.
I am a rock of water particles,
Change is my nature.
If I adopt my own form,
Think what will happen to you.
You have not recognized me,
I am full of tears, patient, serious.
Giving happiness to this world,
I have always borne the pain.
The day my ability stops,
I will destroy everything.
Even now understand my pain,
Enough of your atrocities.
Nothing has gone wrong yet,
Now recognize me.
I am the life giver of everyone,
My existence is your pride.

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*"Who are you?"*
I saw a picture,
I looked from here, I looked from there
I looked while bending down and sitting down.
I looked at it with my eyes wide open.
It seemed to me that they were like humans
They were not one but three,
But why were they so worn out?
What kind of mask is on the face?
The torn eyes are hiding the nose.
Why are there coatings on the hands and feet?
Why is one of them holding a cylinder?
What is the use of the plant in the pot?
Is this some valuable reward?
I used my brain a lot
But I could not understand anything. Leaving it I came forward
A voice came from behind
Who are we, I will tell you,
I will tell you my story
Shocked I looked behind
I did not see any line anywhere
She said "But I am invisible
I am the future of humans.
Losing the green trees,
Deprived of oxygen,
Life goes on like this,
Greenery is the most expensive,
She gives life force.
After destroying the environment you are
Asking who are you?
Saying this she became silent.
She left her questions behind.
I am shocked I think
I search for her answers.

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*Have you seen Pure and Innocent Heart?
What have you seen it?
Why do such questions arise in the mind?
To find answers, we wander.
Thought a lot but saw darkness all around,
Its reflection was not seen anywhere.
But suddenly there was a flash like lightning,
That fog in my mind subsided.
Yes! I have seen it
In the loving eyes of my mother,
In the innocent smile of a child,
In the free flight of a bird,
In the unspoken language of pure love,
In anticipation of the sound of the baby's arrival,
In the glow of blooming Suman,
In the beauty of lush green, carefree letters,
In the ray coming through space,
In the momentary life of the wick,
In every particle contained in the world,
In you, in him and in myself,
Who is it ? Haven't you understood yet?
pure and innocent heart
Have you never seen it?







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*Happy Holi to soldiers ( You are at the border)*
Soldiers face bullets at the border,
That's why we celebrate Holi at home.
Be happy, brave soldiers of India,
Your speech sounds very powerful.
Hearty congratulations to you on Holi,
Your group remains busy patrolling.
You at the border………

The gun is hanging from your shoulder,
There was a pitcher in my hands.
We are blowing colors and gulal,
You are taking care of the country.
Dishonest weather is in front of you,
We are watching, the beauty of spring.
You are at the border………..

What kind of fagun is there for you in this world?
What kind of monsoon is there for you in this world?
Amavasya and Purnima are same,
The sun and the moon also look like that.
You like only the colors of the tricolor,
Choli calls for the colors of Holi.
You are at the border………..

Braves, please accept the best wishes,
Make your border evergreen.
Answer a bullet, respond with a bullet,
To respond to a bid, to respond to a bid.
Reply to Holi, give it through Holi,
Remember, courtyard rangoli.
You are at the border…..

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with time everything changes,
first shyness in the bride,
Now where will you get it from?
everything that lies ahead in the mobile era,
That's why we used to hide everything,
In this era of reels,
That veiledness, that nervousness,
Now where will you get it from?
where lovers change
Every new day,
she was wrapped in letters
The freshness of poetry,
Now where will you get it from?
Sitting at home, distanced from loved ones in the digital world
to sit together in the evening,
The gatherings that used to be held on the rooftop,
The laughter that arises in them,
Now where will you get it from?
Even after giving everything
The past cannot be found,
It has increased even after living together
so many distances,
That warmth in relationships,
Now where will you get it from?

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*Eyes*
Eyes that want to say a lot,
Eyes that tell every secret of the heart.

When eyes drown in love,
So, she hides her child in her lap.

When eyes get surrounded by darkness of sorrow,
So the whole day the rain sheds tears.

Whenever the eyes want to meet the lover,
So, she continues to suffer restlessly without meeting him.

When they get more angry than usual,
So, these eyes shower embers on the enemy.

These eyes represent the immortal love of brother and sister,
It gets tied in the thread of loving protection for a lifetime.

It is the eyes that capture every emotion of the heart,
She says everything by bringing it on her face.

It is the eyes which show the color of every love,
Shows it with a smile on the face.

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*Story of the river*
i am a river
Sister, it's my job.
wherever I go
Gives cold water there.
flowing is my duty
Giving is my religion.
but I am not returning
From where it came out.

my crooked ways
Still I keep flowing,
no one can stop me
I will cut everyone off.
I will find a way.
I'll take you to the ocean.

As long as I keep flowing
Till then only I exist.
when it meets the ocean
Then where is my existence?
we rivers, a story,
We have to meet in the ocean only.
As soon as I leave my mother's lap
Then I did not get his adoption.

we are cool water
Giving coolness is my job.
we have to live and die in this illusory world.
we would feel very sad then
When someone is guilty.
What about us rivers?

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Storm
maybe there is dust in the eyes
so everything is blurry
I don't understand, the storm has gone.
or standing still
because the feet of shadows
visible even in the dark
have you really changed or
there is a cloud of confusion.
How can I accept it from the crowing of the chicken?
It's already morning though
Someone cheated last night
due to which from head to toe
strange uneasiness and nervousness
Went out for a walk again today
The person is deluded
How does one forget the rudder of a boat?
Surely the person will have to fight this battle alone.
We have to be determined and move forward on the path.
challenges will come but
He will have to look away and choose his goal
If you want morning then
will gain consciousness in time
eyes not closed
We will have to open it and walk on the path.

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*Hunger*
Helplessness in sobs
wrapped hunger
hands outstretched, tearful in voice
sobbing hungry beggar.
out of the stomach
in the corridors of the body.

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Yes, I am a women
yes, I am a woman,
I am the creator of this creation,
I am Durga, I am Gauri,
I am also Saraswati.
Bhagyalakshmi,
I am a loving and pure woman,
yes, I am a woman.
I am Lakshmibai in the battle,
I am Mirabai in devotion.
Alive in every vein of Kanha,
I am Radha Pyaari,
yes, I am a woman.
I am among the berries of Shabari,
I am Ahalya in the stone.
Mother Yashomati of Kanha,
The stream of Jamuna also,
yes, I am a woman.
I am Jogini Urmila.
I am Draupadi.
yes, I am a woman.
I am Geeta, I am Ramayana,
I am the Veda Purana.
I am the beginning and the end of life,
I am the pen of Arundhati,
I am Satyavan's Savitri,
yes, I am a woman.
I am a cry for truth,
Today I am not behind men,
I am Annapurna.
I am the roar of power,
I am Durga incarnate,
yes, I am a woman.

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