Love Poems

Too much contemplation and too high an intellect in men kill faith and ability to pray. Faith may however persist in woman of the house and this simple ability to pray to the almighty, makes the man envious, indeed grateful in a sense. Here is a beautiful poem by Dharamvir …

Mere thoughts of love makes a difficult path feel so nice. Here is a lovely poem by Balswarup Rahi – Rajiv Krishna Saxena कहीं तुम पंथ पर पलकें बिछाए तो नहीं बैठीं  कंटीले शूल भी दुलरा रहे हैं पांव को मेरे‚ कहीं तुम पंथ पर पलकें बिछाए तो नहीं बैठीं! …

A man’s past life is a repository of events that took place – some painful, others mundane. There also are memories of some beautiful and magical moments, long past, whose memories may be triggered by things associated with those moments. Here is a lovely poem of Girija Kumar Mathur, conveying …

A broken heart is so painful. Heart mourns it like a death and the person feels totally crushed. All those things that were of utmost importance till recently, must now be buried… Here is a lovely poem by Kishan Saroj. I especially like the first two lines of the last …

Famous poet Bal Swaroop Rahi has written a large number of muktaks. Here are a few of them. Rajiv Krishna Saxena राही के मुक्तक मेरे आँसू तो किसी सीप का मोती न बने साथ मेरे न कभी आँख किसी की रोई ज़िन्दगी है इसकी न शिकायत मुझको गम तो इसका …

November here denotes the twilight of life. One remembers the by-gone love of yesteryears that was lost. What would she be doing, one wonders… The years would have aged her too. This bit by bit aging (til til kar pakna) would go-on till the end of life … beautifully stated …

Absolute beauty cannot be defined. It is in the eyes of the beholder. A time comes in the life of person when he discovers beauty followed by love. Poems praising the sweet-heart spontaneously arise in his heart at that time. Ashutosh Dwivedi’s poem tells about the beauty of the lovely …

Heart-break of losing the love of one’s life is unbearable, but if the loser is a poet, the verbalization of depression can be very eloquent. This is second poem of a set of two poems from Bal Swarup Rahi. In the first poem [click here to read], the poet was …

Remember your first love? Well, Bharti ji puts forward two points of view. Firstly every one forgets the first love as it is not very important. He also puts forward an alternative view point that no one ever forgets the first love. I leave the decision to the readers. Rajiv …

Dear readers, my mother Dr. Veerbala who was my inspiration and a great help in the editorial work for Geeta-Kavita, is no more. She was 79 years old but remained alert and intellectually active till her end came on Monday the 9th August 2010. The only sister of the famous …