Long Holi Poems

This is the Second Part of the Translation from Rabindranath Tagore, Nobel-Laureate Philosopher Poet from India. 





Father only smiled; thought, "women
are emotionally heated balloons! 
Life is a difficult  salvation, they don't have that knowledge", 
After...

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India (Original Poem)

I hear much joy in the music,
View elation in the dance
Feel happiness in the laughter,
Soulful spirit in poetic romance.

I feel love in the language
Swelling in my heart.
Reverence for God and Goddess
In beloved families...

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In my dream, appears a mysterious land from far away...                       
of the vermilion sky at mesmerizing  dawn, 
Prayers arising from boats on holy river,...

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I stand at the edge of a canvas, where the world is painted in hues of black and white, their quiet constancy my only refuge. Like the moon’s loyal reflection on a still lake, these...

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(a holiday vignette)

I’m taking a chunk of my holi-days to work on my thesis (So is Lisa). Without classes we can fully devote our minds to them.
My senior thesis hangs over me, I can’t ignore...

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A Song from my book in progress - The Boatman’s Song
Its part 1 to 26 already on Poetrysoup.

NOTE:  For my Poetry Soup friends: I may not be posting any comments and new 
Poems from...

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Ganapati is a son of one of the Trinity God Shiv & Parvati.
Parvati created him out her power, placed him at entrance 
To keep vigil, allow none as she wanted to go for a bath.
Shiv,...

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Yes the Catheolic's will have their day, so do the Protestent and the Baptish and also
    the Christian's are all subject to see sad day's. Yes-yes happiness is an adjective de-
 ...

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Verse 1

As I hope for the best, I also Expect the worse
Put my pen to the test, while bleeding out my words 
Compare me not to the rest, unless their lyrics can hop
in similis and...

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March strides in, bold and bright,
A bridge between the chill and light.
Its winds may howl, its skies may cry,
Yet whispers of spring begin to sigh.

The **Spring Equinox** takes the stage,
Day and night meet, page by...

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Quilts and woollies of winter all folded,
From February’s fold chill when escaped, 
In March, when all ready to welcome spring,
Sun seems in hurry to wear red turban,
Few morning walkers wear woollen mufflers,
Sugarcane seems to have...

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A Folk Song of India in Hindi & English

Lok Geet – jhulava pe baith …….In Hindi 

jhulava pe baith, man karata, bahut mera
hota aaj, yahaan par, mera bhee man meet 
badha deta, mere jhoole kee,...

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Like a street dog
Corruption runs miles and miles
to ensure it’s bread
with meat, chicken & fish
for drinking only milk,
And.........
If it will get a chance
It becomes a monster
which may eat you,
Your hand, leg, lungs, lever,
even your heart...

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Crowned with a tiara,precious white,
crashing at the heels turquoise tide.
here all known colors exude through ,
at every step diversities brew.

The winds of past,
would forever last.
waltzing around the weaver's needle,
or reverberating through the artisan's chisel.

through the...

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Let us play holi holi.....
With the color of saffron,
to inject stimulant 
into the vein of every Indian,
to raise voice against monopoly,
to trigger rifle against terrorists,
to fight against corruption
and to pen against 
Mudslinging, violence and sedition.
After...

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HAPPY  HOLI  &  HAPPY EASTER  TO ALL MY FRIENDS ON POETRY SOUP

Why the colors of Holi
.
Whenever spring comes
It brings the feelings of a joyous season 
When the birds 
Began to sing
And...

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For us they are on border,
Who can't break the order.
Who always ready to sacrifice,
They are as hard as Himalayan ice.
Salute to the Indian soldiers!

Because of them we are alive,
And, we are secure in Indian hive.
Who...

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Water color-
Aquatic life-
By drinking water solution
This is me now-
Immersed in the waterbody
But I listen-
Endless call of endangered Jacobin cuckoo
Dry throat-
The crest of hopeless fog.


The Cobra wind in the window-
I give heed to the breathing of...

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Holi, a hearty enthusiastic festival in horizon
Colours curdling, water washing every moron;
Out of us evil ever going and playing on
Land of character cherished by coloured lawn.
What a scene to see! Gracious glory gone
If you miss...

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We play holi with colours, 
And soldiers play it with guns and rifles. 
At the risk of their own life, 
They give us comfortable sleep and life. 

A soldier is never sure of his life...

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Bells are ringing, bells are ringing
Singing children from every pave I walked in

Merry chilling wind embracing every eyes of people walking in
To the melody of sweet merry singing Christmas children

Tis season of joy and laugh
Tis...

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Poetic musings in the post holi-daze


Living downstairs from the centipede
one dreads the hours of waiting
for the “other” shoe to drop.


the bottom half of the moon smiled
grinning through the haze of dawn
soft glow casting soft shadows
across...

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Quote: ““May your Holi be as colorful as a rainbow and as joyful as a child’s laughter.”—unknown

Underneath the vibrant sky,
As colors dance and spirits fly,
I sing a song of love to you,
My heart, forever painted...

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it's unfair to hate the morning
- it's unfair to hate,
because
neither the new nor the old,
after burning the night
this day does not return in vain,
this day is a good day to be:
a leaf
scribbled by the blue...

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I am ... I am the land of Ashoka the Great, of Kwaja E Hind, 
Sachin's Sixer, of Sania’s Stoke,  of Aryabhata & Abdul Kalam,
Tan sen and AR Rahmans,Lata Mangheshakar & Mohammed Rafi,
of Chanakya...

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