Long Prasad Poems

Patradoot or The Messenger32 /Many 
  
English version by Ravindra K Kapoor 
Originally written in Hindi by my 
Late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor

DESCRIPTION OF MY HOUSE

You will find a small simple temple,
In front...

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"A Blessing In Disguise"

Sometimes life shuts you down
Scatters all your dreams & makes you bound...
This time I was all about to quit
Everything was vanished & badly hit...
I thought how will my family & I'll survive
We...

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A Poem to love 

To day I am placing here a great Hindi poem of a renowned poet
Translated by me as a poem which I hope would touch your mind 
And heart intensely.
From the day...

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Sailor - A Hindi Poem in English

I am giving below a Hindi Poem of a great Indian Hindi writer Jai Shankar Prasad (30 January 1890 – 15 November 1937). I have translated this short Poem...

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Little mud with thatched hut
Many were in this hut from my forefathers
All are passed away

I saw there was an old banyan tree on the corner of home yard
A tamarind tree was there on the east...

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Nobody….
  
       Nobody will see
       what good you do,
       but everybody will observe
   ...

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In the tapestry of time, 
history became him.
He wrote of equality, 
in the face of adversity. 
He wrote of a diverse nation,
from the shackles of caste,
sought liberation.

He was hungry. He was 
hungry and just wanted...

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Hindi lines of the Verse given here in English
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Tp nahin kewal jeevan satya
Karun yah shanik deen avasaad
Taral aakaanshaa se bharaa
So rahaa aashaa kaa  aalhaad.01
.
English version as translated by me
.
"Tenacity is not the only truth...

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O ' My Master, Bat my hat with your pat
My hat is my ego, my arrogance
Which I rare take off when enter near Thee
You being master pat it so not be inflated.

Life after life has...

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Why Not Me??


     Success is a dream,
     Which all dare to see
               ...

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There is always a next time...

Sometimes we lose a change
Sometimes we miss an opportunity
    Sometimes we fail to achieve the target
    Sometimes we lack in honesty

We try our best...

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I've climbed the monkey-sided mountains
overlooking Rishikesh;
a spill of Rishis in the granite bowl below,
each with callous, with incense, with their
various beggaries...each sweet-tongued with 
prasad.

I've bent to kiss a broken man;
my lips on his toes, his...

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Spring field
Fun filled

Green teen
Play clean

Forties
Sorties

Sink Pink
Drink, wink

Spread Red
Hot bed

Love Fete
Soul-mate

01.03.16




Holika, commonly called Holi is a spring festival celebrated in India and neighbouring countries, at the approach of the spring season, during the 3 or 4...

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HOLY PUDDING
Creamy pale  flour toasting slowly in clear butter
Rhythmic strokes glaze it glistening ochre brown
Suffusing  sanctum with spiritual fervour
Wafts of rich aroma languidly mount

Bursting sweetness from gold tinged grains
Blessed offering satiates pious souls
Amidst...

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Pain of loosing you...........


Black Clouds gather in the sky
Weeping along with me
Because they know the fact that 
Loosing you is painful for me

Only the sweet memories of the past
Have remained behind
It is only your sweet...

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Indian culture 

 We start with namaste always 
  We give respect to everyone 
 We run behind our Elder's in
  a family may be they are arrogant 
 for there values 

...

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Life is nothing but a vanity box
All rumours and and a call hoax
to make a noise all around
Vigilant are all and nothing found

Asked a stranger, why then thou art here?
My best is gone and left...

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What I called 

Now my sandles get's hole
A smile like a crow
People think foolish when I
Speak with Devi Durga Prasad is
Butter I am nonsense
Because of My identity card 
My feet rub clean with butter as...

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