Being Republic…



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Country with lots of diversity and culture.
Where people worship God, rivers, mountains and nature.
Life and taste vary with every distance.
People are still connected despite of living distant.
The country which suffered several atrocities.
Now shining politely with its glory.

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Shining the tricolour in the sky.
Makes us to capture the sky.
Saluting the tricolour, let’s take an oath.
We will stand for each other’s support.
Contributing from our day to work.
We will make our country, best place to work.
Contribution and effort are required from the general public.
We all should take this oath on 26th January, the day of Republic.
India is the land of resource and opportunity.
Here foreigners and saints come to find serenity.
Country with lots of diversity and culture.
Where people worship God, rivers, mountains and nature.

– Ashish Kumar

Prior to Writing…


Weather is cool now so is the mind.
What to write is the question in mind.
Writing requires creativity and thoughts.
Providing the reader’s, a meaningful thought.
But what makes writers to write is unknown.
It requires efforts which they only own.
Writing is a virtual and pleasant world.
Powerful writing can change the world.
Writers are amazing and so does their literature.
Every piece provides readers, some creature.

Writing journey can kick anytime.
It depends on how and when one finds that time.
Imagination, thinking, creativity, editing and many more.
It needs all the hard work to create the pleasant world.
Good literary pieces touch the heart and the soul.
Leaving behind the memoirs which were foul.
Powerful write up provides a ray of hope for the depressed.
Rejuvenating them from where they were suppressed.

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Writing is a unique art and can’t be stolen.
Those whoever tried have fallen.
Thinking beyond the normal life is required in writing.
Presenting the real and the unreal scenario for reading.
What readers read is the final version of the draft.
Writers must deep think to make the “craft”.
Duration from starting to publishing is not easy.
As it requires mind to be constantly busy.
Words doesn’t come many times, prior to writing.
Words doesn’t come many times, prior to writing…

– Ashish Kumar

The Lost Battle…



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An unexpected situation came in life.
Leaving no choice except to fight.
Life was giving some deadly moments of curse.
It was an invitation to battle, of course.
There was no support from inside and outside.
It was a playground with devils every side.
The bloody battle playground was set.
As there was no option to reset.

The battle started without any planning and strategy.
It was surely going to be a tragedy.
Not being afraid of the outcomes, gave the best.
No worry even though if I may not rest.
Sort of fear and tension surrounded.
Body, mind and soul, all were wounded.
There were no supportive and motivating noise to hear.
My face was flooded with red tears.
Left in the place of pain and void.
It ended by losing as it was a failed try.

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The lost battle which gave me a lesson of life.
Result matters and so does the attempt in life.
Attempt gives a chance to know the flaws and fault.
As no one is perfect by default.
Rectification of flaws are important to rise.
Not a wise choice to remain in disguise.
Battle still continues…
Some won and some lost.
Enjoyed the won and introspected the lost.
Learning from the day to day battle as well.
Deep diving the life which is indeed a “well”.
As…
The lost battle which gave me a lesson of life.
Result matters and so does the attempt in life.

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– Ashish Kumar

थोड़ा तुम बताओ , थोड़ा मैं बताऊँ |


उस कली की बात मैं क्या बताऊँ |
उस मुस्कान की खूबसूरती क्या बताऊँ |
वो जो करती है अपनी ज़ुल्फ़ों से नखरे |
उस हाज़िर जवाब इंसान की दास्ताँ क्या बताऊँ |
जो मिली नसीब से , उस संजीवनी की व्याख्या क्या बताऊँ |
दिल में बस गयी और साँसों में समां गयी |
उस नाचीज़ की हाल -ऐ -दास्ताँ मैं क्या बताऊँ |ख़याल आता है मुझे अब तेरा हर वक़्त |
जिंगदी थम सी गयी है बेवक़्त |
वो क्या जादू है तुझमे जिसमे मैं फिसल गया |
तुम्हारे ख्यालों में मैं बस गया |
तेरे होटों की मुस्कराहट कहती है कुछ और |
ज़ुबान पर बोल बोलती है तू कुछ और |
दिल में तेरे कुछ चल रहा है |
क्या वो मेरे लिए धड़क रहा है ?
रख कर दिल पर हाथ एक बार सोचो |
अपने आप से मेरे बारे में पूछो |
जो तेरे दिल में बस्ता है…
जो मेरे दिल में बस्ती है…
थोड़ा तुम बताओ , थोड़ा मैं बताऊँ |
थोड़ा तुम बताओ , थोड़ा मैं बताऊँ |
अब कली से तुम फूल बन जाओ …
अब कली से तुम फूल बन जाओ …

Ashish Kumar

A Random Thought…


A random thought came in my mind.
What next is what I should mind.
Before the day gets over and out.
Let me convey my thought clear and loud.
Deviating from the random fluctuations is not sought.
Why to bother, just clear it with a sword.
Your soul is the best in the world.
Speak to it in order to understand the world.
Pain is the time when we learn the reality.
This is how life give us clarity.
Change is the law of nature accept it.
As you find opportunity, prevail it.
Patience is required to rise the steps.
Don’t baffle or else you will lose your steps.
Well, that’s all the Gyan I had for today.
Frankly speaking…
I thought of writing a romantic poem today.
Ended up writing something else today.
Read and share your views.
Don’t worry, I won’t give counter view.

– Ashish Kumar

Rain of Pain…


Burnt due to ignition source.
Became flammable in due course.
Heat emanating from the soul and the body.
Burnt all past and furious memories.
Good gesture was deprived and destroyed.
I saw ghosts chanting prayers in the night.
Cool was the weather of my soul.
Till it was ignited by the foul.
Many experiments had destroyed my real essence.
I really feel shame on my presence.
Entire surrounding was soothing and charming.
Then suddenly came the Global warming.
Experiments after experiments destroyed my long sleep.
Be it national, international or nuclear.
I finally woke up from my sleep.
Mankind had made this place a hell.
Let me show them what really is hell.
Flood, drought, untimely rain and many more.
It’s just the beginning, there are many more.
They fight for land, money and power.
Let me really show my power.
Landslides, earthquake of high severity.
You won’t be able to count its frequency.
This is me who you destroyed.
I am the “Nature” because of whom you survived.
When I get angry, a bad thing happens.
You will pay for all your deeds.
Be it morning, evening, day or night.
My anger is travelling with speed of light.
Enough indication was given to stop the nuisance.
On the contrary, you continued your nuisance.
This is me which you call “Nature”.
I gave you enough pleasure.
Its time to convert pleasure into pain.
Be ready to enjoy the “rain of pain.”
Be ready to enjoy the “rain of pain.”

– Ashish Kumar

A Musical Journey…


Some fiasco teaches and some ruins.
Life is about making the tune.
Everything changes and so does life.
Adopt the changes in order to survive.
Life is a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Enjoy the pleasure and curb the pain.
Problems are part of life and it will come.
Be smart enough to solve them and overcome.
Every problem has a hidden learning.
Identify that and get the meaning.

Life is a musical journey.
Enjoy its music and don’t worry.
Be it sad, good, romantic and tragic.
Every moment is itself a magic.
Life is short and precise.
Live it with joy and rise.
Make the best out of it and learn.
At the end you will earn.
Remember…
Life is a musical journey.
Enjoy its music and don’t worry.
Some fiasco teaches and some ruins.
Life is about making the tune.

– Ashish Kumar