WORD STREAM: The River : Meghamati

WORD STREAM: The River : Meghamati: The River : Meghamati ************************** ** A hilly river divides my village in two halves, And the only link is a bridge, old,rusti...

WORD STREAM: The River : Meghamati

WORD STREAM: The River : Meghamati: The River : Meghamati ************************** ** A hilly river divides my village in two halves, And the only link is a bridge, old,rusti...

The River : Meghamati

The River : Meghamati

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A hilly river divides my village in two halves,

And the only link is a bridge, old,rustic, ancient,

The relations,emotions,love,hatred among the people,

Are woven with this lifeline-all past and present.

Rainfall on mountains quickly floods the river,

Old, round shouldered bridge sinks under the flow,

Slit and mud captures widespread land on both sides,

Every year, my village faces this destruction and blow.

Huts float on the river, crops are often washed away,

Woods,logs,bushes, even pet animals are floating on top,

All running with the current,moving away and away,

The poor farmer on the bank, fighting for life- dead stop.

And one morning ,sun-rays start dancing on calm water,

Day starts smoothly,  slipping on the hilly,  naughty torrent,

River again becomes lean and thin,  after her horrible anger,

Some  traces of ruin and catastrophe,  but still looking descent.

Silent old bridge, takes a sigh of relief and starts breathing,

Schoolboys with bags on their back, throw stones below,

Farmers cross the bridge with a heavy heart, towards fields,

Cattle float on the river surface, their heads high and low.

Faith,family, relation- all that is the symbol of our being,

is this naughty, mischievous,lovely river, the part of our life,

We have worshiped Her as  Goddess,since long, long past,

In every walk of our life- in harmony, merriment, and strife. 

This dancing river is eternal thread, linking me to the mountain,

I have spent childhood here,played,enjoyed, grew-up on her sand,

She reflects myself before me , when I am here, far and far away,

My beloved river-Meghamati; be , before my eyes, till the end.

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                                                                                  = keshav dubey=

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WORD STREAM: WORDS NEVER DIE

WORD STREAM: WORDS NEVER DIE: Words Never Die ***************** * Words are script, Words are sound, Words rub-off,. Words rebound. Words are arrows, Words are balm, Word...

WORD STREAM: WORDS NEVER DIE

WORD STREAM: WORDS NEVER DIE: Words Never Die ***************** * Words are script, Words are sound, Words rub-off,. Words rebound. Words are arrows, Words are balm, Word...

WORDS NEVER DIE

Words Never Die

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Words are script,

Words are sound,

Words rub-off,.

Words rebound.

Words are arrows,

Words are balm,

Words start massacre,

Words make men, calm. 

Words block the door,

Of iron dome,

And create a vent,

In blind home.

Time-wheel digs the grave.

And make the words lie,

But Truth drags them out,

Words never die.

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WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM : New Year

WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM : New Year: FAREWEL ************ * So you are going, dear old year? Of love, war, hope, hatred, dusk and dawn, With the heap of sweet and sour memories,...

WORD STREAM : New Year

FAREWEL

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So you are going, dear old year?

Of love, war, hope, hatred, dusk and dawn,

With the heap of sweet and sour memories,

Shouting humanity ,brotherhood,  and massacre plan.

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WELCOME 

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First ray of light, kindly kiss our eyes,

Enlighten the solemn path, where we go,

Bestow all boons, all virtues, on us,

Shower the rain of humanity, to form rainbow.

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                                                                 =keshav dubey=

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WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM : The Life

WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM : The Life:   The Life ************* * The glass is empty, But not dry, That's why- No break, no stop, Sip the elixir of life, Till last drop.    Ev...

WORD STREAM : The Life

 The Life

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The glass is empty,

But not dry,

That's why-

No break, no stop,

Sip the elixir of life,

Till last drop.

  

Every end, is new start,

Go miles and miles.

In the dying tree,

The last leaf smiles.

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                                         =keshav dubey=

                                              7-9-'23

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Keshav Dubey in his own voice - Poetry on Animal Kingdom | "The Last Hour'

WORD STREAM: The Dream

WORD STREAM: The Dream: The Dream *************  The child dreams, A flower, in the gun, Man knows- It is loaded,no fun. Time wheel can not be reversed. This dream ...

The Dream

The Dream

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The child dreams,

A flower, in the gun,

Man knows-

It is loaded,no fun.

Time wheel can not be reversed.

This dream is funny and wild,

Flower can not replace a bullet,

Man can not become a child.

When violence creates bloodshed,

And killing becomes an art,

First, man targets inside-

-the infant, sitting in the heart.

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                               =keshav dubey=

                                         16-7-23

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WORD STREAM: The Real king

WORD STREAM: The Real king: The Real King ***************** His little dreamland In dreary deserted wasteland, This real king- On dream's wing. NO ENTRY, PLEASE. **...

The Real king

The Real King

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His little dreamland

In dreary deserted wasteland,

This real king-

On dream's wing.

NO ENTRY, PLEASE.

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WORD STREAM: His Destiny

WORD STREAM: His Destiny:         His Destiny ************* Skeleton  of an old coconut tree, Stands erect among pygmy plants, Looks at the long distant horizon- What...

WORD STREAM: His Destiny

WORD STREAM: His Destiny:         His Destiny ************* Skeleton  of an old coconut tree, Stands erect among pygmy plants, Looks at the long distant horizon- What...

His Destiny

     

 His Destiny

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Skeleton  of an old coconut tree,

Stands erect among pygmy plants,

Looks at the long distant horizon-

What his unknown Guest wants!

He is far above the elixir of life,

Which floods greenery of ground,

His destiny is to search in space-

Ultimate home,where Death is found.

Below,on the ground of muddy, soil,

Peeps out another tiny, coconut plant,

Mother Nature replies the destiny,

This is Fortune-that I want.

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                                                       =keshav dubey=

                                                             24-4-2023

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WORD STREAM: MY DEAR ENEMY

WORD STREAM: MY DEAR ENEMY:   My Dear Enemy ************************ I know you, I recognize you, You are one, in the long row, I smile and welcome you, You are my enem...

MY DEAR ENEMY

My Dear Enemy

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I know you, I recognize you,

You are one, in the long row,

I smile and welcome you,

You are my enemy, you are the foe.

Hatred is in the core of heart,

Chilled in the inner cage,

But modern trend teaches me,

-Paste the smile, on the face.

Weapons change with the age,

Now bloodshed is not seen,

When opponent opposes you,

Pretend all red signal; green.

All seem friendly, all well wishers,

Like next to kin, in the town,

All give firm support to leg,

And wonder! I fall down.

A friend may neglect me,

But enemy will never depart,

I may live in friend’s mind,

But I reside in enemy’s heart.

Now life is to act, not to live,

Society is one stage, as a whole,

At the cost of profitable deal,

Enemy and friend, change the role.

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                                        = keshav dubey=

                                                 7-4-2022

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WORD STREAM: Lead kindly light

WORD STREAM: Lead kindly light:                                        

"------ the night is dark, 

and I am far from home.

Lead Thou me on.

           (Newman)

Lead kindly light

                                             "------the night is dark,

                                        and I am far from home,

                                         Lead Thou me on."

                                                                 

                                                               (J.H. Newman)

 

WORD STREAM: The Script

WORD STREAM: The Script: The Script *************   All our life, we  write the script,  of love,passion,emotion, hatred,anger and tension.  It is all- that we alway...

The Script

The Script

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All our life,

we  write the script,

 of love,passion,emotion,

hatred,anger and tension.

 It is all-

that we always mention.

And finally,

while binding our life book,

we find that,

they were all dreams,

written on water.

The whole package,

is set aside, 

blown in the air,

we are as empty,

as, we were.

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                        =keshav dubey=

                            10-12-'22

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WORD STREAM (52) You have won

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YOU HAVE WON

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In that dense, wild forest,

Skeleton of an age old tree,

Could not resist the storm,

No leaves ,no bark, it just fell free.

Mud,  sand, dirt, covered it,

It started to decompose and decay,

With long, long passage of time,

In torrential rain, and prickly sun-ray.

Death was warranted  to the tree,

Green creeper plants covered the same,

Heap of turmoil ate the remains,

It was one part of Nature's game.

In silence, and among thunderstorms,

Encircled with huge green forest ,

This poor dead skeleton was hidden,

 Covered with wild sheet , laid to last rest.

And one morning ,after heavy rain,

There peeped out a tiny leaf, under the sun, 

Rain drops  reflected rainbow around it,

And said, "Hi Life ! you have won."  

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                                              =keshav dubey=

                                                  30/10/22

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WORD STREAM (51) THE BUTTERFLY

           THE BUTTERFLY

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Remember the childhood days,

Little butterfly-

Dance and dive, chasing her mate,

A life of love,

Kissing the flower,

Under the sky.

Flowers are for devotion,

For fragrance, for garland,

For leaders, for scent, 

For greeting with fake smile-

with a bouquet in hand.

Remember?

We ran for butterfly,

In our childhood,

Their colorful vision-

 flying above our heads,

just few inches high.

We have run a long long distance,

They are not seen now,

Either they are afraid of day-light,

Or, we are blind to sight,

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                                              =keshav dubey=

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                                                 11-10-2022

 

WORD STREAM (50) Dolly's Bicycle

WORD STREAM (50) Dolly's Bicycle

(Dolly's Dream world)

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Tring, Tring---,Dolly's bicycle is coming,

Swing, balance, up, down-and all the tricks,

She masters the handle, with little hands.

May come any problem, she has learnt to fix.

The bike moves ahead in full speed,

Dolly swings left and right on the seat,

She has to save an old lady on the road,

Brakes work, she escapes, smiles to greet.

The bike ,slips on the wet, muddy road,

She falls down, feels scratch   on her hand,

Dolly sees, many, many eyes looking at her,

She stands up ,laughs, pulls bike to stand.

Dolly returns home, hero-pride on her face,

Pets bike with little hands, like best friend,

Kisses the seat, moves ahead, and turns back,

Parting away with lovely smile, waves her hand.

In dreams, she sees- bike is flying in sky,

A table fan is clamped along the bike's arola,

She is going high and high, sitting on the seat,

Dolly cries, "Hey, I am sitting in  flying "Gondola."

Everything is left below- the school ,homework,

cruel alarm-clock, thick glasses of Maths -Madam,

Basket packed with bundle of "DOs and DON'Ts",

And all teaching and preaching, full of boredom.

Going high and high-but  what has happened?

The bell is ringing, sharp noise. hammering the ears,

No, no, not the lovely bike's bell, it is alarm-clock,

Get up Dolly. "Gondola" has fallen-three cheers.

Dolly is now dressed-up, ready to go to school,

She again and again pets her beloved bike,

Reaches the gate, turns back, waves the little hand-

"Will meet in the evening, with all love and like-

-Dear bike."

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                                                                       =keshav dubey=

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Nature The Child

 Nature,The Child

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 A child plays with the toy,

 Without any meaning or sense,
 Nature plays with the creation,
  And totally ignores our presence
                                                
The child pats the doll with love,
 Or throws it by the side,
 Nature keeps us on the lap,
 Or rolls us away, with stride.

 Doll is the means for infant-
 To keep him busy in game,
 Man is the puppet of nature,
 To play, and throw, the same.

 Why child is angry; nobody knows,
  He scatters the toys on the floor,
 When nature is furious-with cruel hands,
 Traps the man ,and closes the door.

 Next moment, the child is pleased,

With charming smile on his lips,

Nature also reflects the rainbow,,

A solemn up-rise, a divine dip.
 
   
  Nature is free to show his will,
  He is neither kind, nor wild,
  He is innocent, without sense,
 Nature is God's infant child.


 Nature and child both reflect, His Will,
  An invisible power, of supreme Hands,
 Call that Almighty by any Name,
 Beyond definition, His existence stands.
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                                                       (C) keshavdubey
                                                              7-8-'22
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Keshav Dubey in his own voice - Poetry on life and Beyond | "Blind Race"

WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM (48) Run with me

WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM (48) Run with me:   RUN WITH ME ****************** I told life- Don't run so fast, Wait a moment, Let me take the breathe, I am tired and faint. Life said...