Tag Archives: Childhood

Here is another poem of nostalgia. Noatalgia about the village life where the author must have spent his childhood. Many readers would identify with the feelings. Rajiv Krishna Saxena मेरा गाँव वो पनघट पे जमघट‚ वो सखियों की बातें वो सोने के दिन और चाँदी–सी रातें वो सावन की रिमझिम‚ …

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’ …

We all miss our childhood. That carefree time of fun without worries never returns. We are for ever stuck with the grown up world of endless worries, apprehensions and ambitions. Here is a very famous poem of Subhadra Kumari Chauhan about that lovely childhood –Rajiv Krishna Saxena मेरा नया बचपन …

Here is a touching poem about a daughter. The realized and/or unrealized discrimination between sons and daughter comes in acute focus. – सयानी बिटिया जबसे हुई सयानी बिटिया भूली राजा-रानी बिटिया बाज़ारों में आते-जाते होती पानी-पानी बिटिया जाना तुझे पराये घर को मत कर यों मनमानी बिटिया किस घर को …

[learn_more caption=”Introduction: See more”]I recently read this poem in a Whatsapp group and these lines seem to have come directly from the heart of current generation young adults in corporate rat race. Facebook group ‘Wordgasm by ScoopWhoop’. – Rajiv Krishna Saxena[/learn_more] बचपन ही अच्छा था पूरी स्कूल लइफ में सुबह˗सुबह …

People move from familiar surroundings, where they were born and raised, to alien cities and alien countries in search of a living. Compromises are made for the sake of careers and money. But some where in the corner of their heart, there is some one who misses sorely their childhood; …

Here is a window to your own childhood, opened by Ram Vilas Sharma Ji. As if you turn back and look back in time. Last stanza beautifully put it in words. Rajiv Krishna Saxena दिवा स्वप्न वर्षा से धुल कर निखर उठा नीला नीला फिर हरे हरे खेतों पर छाया …

Leaving this world need not be a distressful experience. It is something very natural and has to be accepted that way. Here is a poem with that theme from Bhawani Prasad Mishra. Rajiv Krishna Saxena अच्छा अनुभव मेरे बहुत पास मृत्यु का सुवास देह पर उस का स्पर्श मधुर ही …