Life And Time Poems

I have the greatest respect for people who earn their bread everyday. I mean the people like street hawkers, fruit and vegetable sellers and street jugglers and madaris. They have no idea what the day has in store for them and whether they would earn sufficient to feed their loved …

There are times when lovers realize that their separation is inevitable and that they would never ever see each other. They may pretend otherwise but in their hearts they know the truth. Those moments are stressful and unforgettable. Final good-bye and all is over. A silent wound created in the …

Here is a reflection on the path of life. We find friends and lose them. But we must carry on… There is no alternative. A lovely poem by Shivmangal Singh Suman. – Rajiv Krishna Saxena बात बात में इस जीवन में बैठे ठाले ऐसे क्षण भी आ जाते हैं जब …

Human interactions are most complex. Events some times take life of their own. People just drift away helplessly. Here is a beautiful poem on separation that happened…just like that… Rajiv Krishna Saxena जाने क्या हुआ जाने क्या हुआ कि दिन काला सा पड़ गया। चीज़ों के कोने टूटे बातों के …

There is always nostalgia about the country we left long ago. Even as we wade our way through alien society and land, heart often pines for good old Home. Here is a poem of this nostalgia from Ramdhari Singh Dinkar – Rajiv Krishna Saxena रे प्रवासी जाग रे प्रवासी‚ जाग‚ …

In times of deep distress and depression, a ray of hope and optimism suddenly emerges in mind. This poem is dedicated to that optimism. Check out the lovely Anupras Alankar in the last line; five words starting with the letter “M”. Rajiv Krishna Saxena तुमुल कोलाहल कलह में, मैं हृदय …

The great war of Mahabharata left a permanent scar on the Indian psyche. The politics, the moral and ethical issues, the sheer magnitude of human suffering and loss of millions of lives, all this; the event was unparalleled in human history. But what happened after the war? Life simply could …

Little girls are like angles. They live in their own world of stuffed toys and fantasy. Then they grow up… and one day leave the house. Stuffed toys they once played with, are left behind, a constant reminder to parents of their little daughter. Rajiv Krishna Saxena दीदी का भालू …

These days no one write letters. In past-years, people wrote letters and the receivers preserved those letters, at times for life. Those old preserved letters were magic and the following lovely poem tells us why. Rajiv Krishna Saxena पुराने पत्र हर पुराना पत्र सौ–सौ यादगारों का पिटारा खोलता है। मीत …

Here is a lovely poem about a family missing their son that many readers may identify with. Poem is written by the son (Bhawani) who left home for studies / work. Here on a rainy day, Bhawani sorely misses home and imagines how his father, mother, brothers ands sisters too …