Shabda Chitra Poems

If I were a horse, the poet says to children, what all I could do for you! This poem for tiny tots would certainly take them through the hills and valleys of imagination. Rajiv Krishna Saxena. अगर कहीं मैं घोड़ा होता अगर कहीं मैं घोड़ा होता वह भी लंबा चौड़ा …

Raskhan the great Krishna-Bhakt lived in late sixteenth century some where around Delhi and wrote in Brij Bhasha. His following poem is a classic and shows the depth of his absolute devotion for Lord Krishna – Rajiv Krishna Saxena मनुष हौं‚ तो वही ‘रसखानि’   मनुष हौं‚ तो वही ‘रसखानि’ …

One of the very many small poems on everyday life by Shri Harivansh Rai Bachchan.  Rajiv Krishna Saxena साथी अंत दिवस का आया तरु पर लौट रहें हैं नभचर, लौट रहीं नौकाएँ तट पर, पश्चिम कि गोदी में रवी कि, श्रांत किरण ने आश्रय पाया साथी अंत दिवस का आया …

Here is an excerpt from the famous poem Panchvati by Maithilisharan Gupt. The description is of the cottage in Panchvati forest that was the abode of Ram, Laxman and Sita during the terminal year of their 14 years banvas. As Ram and Sita sleep inside, Laxman is on guard outside. …

Have you traveled through rural areas in Northern India in springtime? It is the time when the winter chill is giving way to glorious days with blue sky and cool sunshine. Farmers plant wheat and mustard together and the crops are harvested soon after spring. In springtime, one sees acres …

Here is a lovely description of moon rising over a quiet forest. Rajiv Krishna Saxena उग आया है चाँँद सूरज डूब गया बल्ली भर – सागर के अथाह जल में। एक बाँँस भर उग आया है – चाँद‚ ताड़ के जंगल में। अगणित उँगली खोल‚ ताड़ के पत्र‚ चाँदनीं में …

This poem is of the era when food scarcity and draughts were chronic problems in India. The joy of getting some grains and cooking food after days without food can be imagined. It would have been celebrated not only by humans but the tiny animal life that lurked around. Enjoy …

Here is a lovely poem of Dr. Dharamvir Bharati. Rajiv Krishna Saxena नवंबर की दोपहर अपने हलके–फुलके उड़ते स्पर्शों से मुझको छू जाती है जार्जेट के पीले पल्ले सी यह दोपहर नवंबर की। आयीं गयीं ऋतुएँ‚ पर वर्षों से ऐसी दोपहर नहीं आयी जो क्ंवारेपन के कच्चे छल्ले–सी इस मन …

दीवाली आने वाली है मानसून काफूर हो गया रावण का भी दहन हो गया ठंडी–ठंडी हवा चली है मतवाली अब गली–गली है पापा, मम्मी, भैय्या, भाभी बूआ, चाचा, दादा, दादी राह सभी तकते हैं मिल कर हर मन को भाने वाली है दीवाली आने वाली है चॉकलेट को छोड़ो भाई …

One more day has passed. Did it add some thing or took away some thing from the enigma that life is? How do we, or can we really evaluate any day? A lovely poem by Ramdarash Mishra Ji. – Rajiv Krishna Saxena यह भी दिन बीत गया यह भी दिन …