Habits of Survival

S(he) does not like Hindi,
Yet s(he) speaks it.

S(he) loves her mother tongue,
And another-the language of the market.

S(he) does not care for vegetables,
Yet s(he) eats them.

S(he) loves fish, chicken, and mutton,
And many other things besides.

S(he) does not fancy plain water,
Yet s(he) drinks it.

S(he) loves vodka, rum, and whisky,
And sends curls of smoke into the air.

S(he) longs to survive in a place
Where s(he) does not wish to be.

S(he) loves being
What s(he) is,

Yet

It is never easy to become
What s(he) is not.

NEVER SAY NEVER

Never say never,

Because,

Problems are the parents of solutions,

Challenges are the way of re-solutions,

Questions are home of answers

Damages are scope of the creations.

Be involve deeply

Go very happily,

Will get a right path,

This is telling absolutely.

Mother never think about her pain,

Father never be bother, how money gain,

Earth never be sad with infinite weight,

Labourer never asks question why and when.

When said never,

Took step back ever,

Have locked possibilities of possibilities,

Ended up life forever.

So,

Never say never.

SUCCESSOR'S WELCOME

Photo credit- To Google 

With the piece of light,

You are welcome,

In this universe.

Look!

Look at around to you,

You are near to your beloveds,

And you are star of all.

You are a nappy-child now,

And crying in the lap,

But one day you will become

Tear wiper of millions.

O! Love!

Open your little eyes

And see

People are dancing and celebrating this day

As their successor’s arrival day,

It might be a festival

In the future.

Wake-up my champ!

And hear beautiful songs

In your welcome,

Welcome of theirs’ future star.

No matter

How would you

Appear in the world,

As a player, scientist, politician, a warrior

Or a simple Human,

But it matters you will arise;

And will enlighten the dark world

With the peace and your lights,

Which you had found

From your mother

Before you were opened your eyes first.

I'm writing poetry

I'm writing a poetry,
Pen is smiling

I'm living my life,
Breaths are overwhelming,

I'm drinking the tears,
Eyes are raining,

I'm chewing hunger ,
bread is scorching

I'm calling to the death,
soul is tormenting

I'm son of the Lord

O people!  
don't care about me

Because which lord gave me feet
He will provide me shoes also
To save from heat ...

Who gave me stomach
He'll give grain to fill that so much

I got eyes from where
Light will also come from there.

Pain is coming by which way
Relief will search its path and stay.

You can't take my responsibility
If god be unavailing, he'll feel guilty.

So you do cheer
I'm always happy here

Its saying 'विद्यार्थी'
You are unable always to help he.

I'm son of the Lord 
living around always God.

The Present

O gift of the God!

Come to celebrate your morning.

Be cheerful for this beautiful dawn

Now you can see this world again 

The dark has gone for long hours

And the Sun is smiling like a doll.

The east is calling out to you,

For a long journey today.

Sparrows are dancing in your courtyard

In celebration of your new life.

The herd of cows is going to meet afresh

The greenery of the jungle.

Then why are you still in bed

And not enjoying your regeneration?

Perhaps you are thinking

Why is this morning a new life?

Everyone dies at night

When he uses to sleep

He destroys all the memories from his mind

He gives rest-

To his ever flowing lake-like Mind.

And takes sweet dreams with a smile.

“Every night we go to bed

Without any assurance of being alive

the next morning.
But still we set the alarm for the next day.”

So come!

Come man to see this world again

You’re lucky to see this

Otherwise, how many people

Sleep and sleep forever.

The Great Teacher : Diwakar Shukla

Today is time for the thanks to my great teacher Shri Diwakar Prasad Shukla. I remain when I was studying in Govt. higher Secondary school, Gorbi colony, Singaurali (M.P.) in class nine. One day he was teaching us English grammar. He asked me what is active voice. I couldn't reply because I didn't know. He did not say any thing and leaved the class but he was very sad. After school he came to me and told "Jitendra I know your situations and problems but I want teach you after school if you can give me your time. My baby come to me by tomorrow because I can't pay my full attention to you in class so I'm asking for my room and hope you will not miss this opportunity." Because my residence is very far from my school about 30 km for both side and it is Pedestrian way and there was a lot of work in my home on my responsibility so I was not gating proper time for my study. My economical position is week so I couldn't pay fees for tuition." But I started.
   In the end of month I went to pay him tuition fee. He didn't reply and went from there without take money. Next day he come to me and started to show money and told "I've so more money that I can buy your town. My child I'm not a business man I'm a teacher and I saw future of India in you. You can become a good speaker, you can be a good leader also so I'm teaching you and never try to pay me."

  He taught me not only English but also ART OF LIVING, he taught me to never compromise with values, never forget own culture-tradition for glamorous life. He taught me that I'm unique person in the world no body never can be like me so I don't try to copy them. After 12th class I left the school in 2003 but can't for gate his Beneficence. I was trying to contact him today but it couldn't be possible.
  Thanks Sir where ever you I'm missing you today. Happy Teacher's Day to you and hoping you are proceeding on the way of building students like me for the nation like you've always done.

Yours

Jitendra Dev Pandey 'Vidyarthi'

Death, my friend

Oh my friends! I’ve finished my time.
Lived how much time I had gotten in my life line.
Don’t lament and don’t cry
You will see me in the sky.
My dear! Don’t be sad, don’t weep

I’m going on a sleep-
Sleep for a long time,
Sleep for always
Never watch, never wait on my ways.
I lived life so dark
There was neither any flame nor spark.
I’m going so far
Oh I’ll sleep so deep
Where there will not be any
Disturbance, no one to cry or weep
Oh I’m feeling so calm and at peace
Because time is coming for me with a kiss
I’m going to sleep
So deep, so deep, so deep...

Deep sleep, deep sleep...

Elephant of the blind

My happiness is the Elephant of the blind
I have same felt as others say
never got luck to see.

I always climbed mountains of sorrow
Swim rivers of pain
Cross deserts of trouble.

Oh God! Do you have in any part of my life
A lake of happiness
A smile like coming spring
A rain of love?