Here is a cry from a lover’s heart who sees his sweet-heart drifting away but is unable to convince her to return. A very touching poem indeed. Pleadings are so personal that we feel as if we are treading into territory that is extremely private. See the last two lines …

Here is an old gem! Many readers requested for this lovely poem depicting the birth and flow of a river – Rajiv Krishna Saxena यह लघु सरिता का बहता जल यह लघु सरिता का बहता जल‚ कितना शीतल‚ कितना निर्मल। हिमगिरि के हिम निकल–निकल‚ यह विमल दूध–सा हिम का जल‚ …

I wrote this poem, or should I say the poem forced its way out of my heart when I was stationed in US for a long period and was sorely missing home on the eve of Diwali- Rajiv Krishna Saxena विवशता इस बार नहीं आ पाऊँगा… पर निश्चय ही यह …

Kaikayi had coerced Dashrath to give the kingdom of Ayodhya to her son Bharat and banished the elder stepson Ram to the forest for 14 years. Bharat loved his elder brother too much to have allowed this to happen but unfortunately, he was away when all this happened. Dashrath died …

Translation of some Sanskrit shlokas from 1st chapter (Vishad yoga) of Gita into metered Hindi verses. For ordering “Geeta Kavya Madhuri”  or “Baal Geeta” please send a WhatsApp message to Geeta-Kavita at Ph. No. 9910048241

Life is strange. One must move on in spite of constant problems and obstructions. Here is a lovely poem by Shivmangal Singh Suman. I would like to thank a reader Anantika for sending this poem to me – Rajiv Krishna Saxena पथ भूल न जाना पथ भूल न जाना पथिक …

Readers send us their poems. Some of these poems are displayed here. For instructions on submitting poems, please click here.  Please note that only selected poems will be displayed for limited time.  Rajiv Krishna Saxena पाठकों द्वारा प्रेषित कुछ कविताएं   जब कुछ नहीं था, सब कुछ था।   आराम …

A son turns out to be a copy of his father. As we grow, we gradually realize that in our mannerism, thinking and opinions, we become more and more like our fathers. Here is a touching poem that brings out this truth out in the voice of the son at …

Here is an old poem of Shamsher Bahadur Singh, in praise of ancient motherland India. Rajiv Krishna Saxena भारत गुण–गौरव   मैं भारत गुण–गौरव गाता, श्रद्धा से उसके कण–कण को, उन्नत माथ नवाता। प्र्रथम स्वप्न–सा आदि पुरातन, नव आशाओं से नवीनतम, चिर अजेय बलदाता। आर्य शौर्य धृति, बौद्ध शांति द्युति, …

In early summer, fields are empty and dried leaves fallen from trees fly all over in warm wind. Poet presents a shabda-chitra and likens the scene to the loneliness in life. Rajiv Krishna Saxena थकी दुपहरी थकी दुपहरी में पीपल पर काग बोलता शून्य स्वरों में फूल आखिरी ये बसंत …