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cloud strewn sky thunders
cool breezes bring petrichor
cacophonic snarls
savoury smells slumber sweet
liquid gold raises spirits
~04 Aug 2016~
Masti - Hindi word for fun
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I love all those who are never seen
Either met those or I keen to meet
From rural generous to urban polished
Either created or have been abolished
I love the wonders of this world
The covert nature guards so well
From those having no time to spend
Who will not lift the ocean's shell
I love the existence of the God
I love too who having atheist nature at all
Please, believe me when I say
Everlasting SHIV, heel pain what may
* SHIV (Hindi) = GOD
Composed by :(c) Hariom Sharma, CFA
Source Book : Keep Smiling
E-MAIL : [email protected]
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Ilog na hindi natutuyo ang agos,
Pinagtularan sa biyaya ng Diyos;
Malinaw na tubig na dumadausdos,
Bumubukal at hindi nga nauubos.
Huwag wawasakin ang likas na yaman,
Kapalit ng walang habas na minahan;
Kapag nagalit ang nasa kalangitan,
Magdudulot ito ng kapahamakan.
Pagputol ng puno sa bundok at gubat,
Ang mga pagbaha ay ito ang ugat;
Pagguho ng lupa'y huwag ikagulat,
Dahil ang daigdig ay batbat ng lamat.
Dapat nating mahalin ang mga sapa,
Upang makinabang ang matanda't bata;
Magkaisa tayo't huwag magpabaya,
Maging Pilipino ka man o banyaga.
Tagtuyot man ay dumating at kumilos,
Ay hindi ka maliligalig na lubos,
Magandang dako na dapat mong matalos,
Ilog na hindi natutuyo ang agos.
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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
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English version as translated by me
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"Tenacity is not the only truth of life
It’s a state of pitiable dry gloom
Filled with the liquid full of ambitions
Where sleeps the delight of hopes in long waiting. 01
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In Hindi stanza 2
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prakriti ke yauvan kaa shrangaar
kabhii na karenge baasi fool
milenge we jaakar ati shiigra
Aah utsuk hai unkii dhool. 02
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In English stanza 2
Adornment of the puberty of nature
Can never be made from stale flowers
They are destined to get perished very soon
Their end waits in the dust with a sigh. 02
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In Hindi stanza. 03
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Puratan kaa yah nirmok
Sahan karti na prakriti pl ek
Nitya nutantaa kaa aanand
Kiye hai parivartan me tek.03
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In English stanza 03
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The nature never tolerates even for a moment
The rejected stale and old broken crusts
The joy of nature takes the support and sustenance
Only from what is new and maiden”. 03
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Original verse written by Late Jai Shankar Prasad
Translated by Ravindra K Kapoor
MP India 22nd Aug. 2016
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Photo Poem . 01
In English-
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These beautiful swans adjusting their wings slowly
While focusing their eyes and concentration in the lake water
The Sun seems a little uneasy in such calm & quietness
The magic of the scene enchanted even the winds
Earlier, such a scenic beauty was so common
in our villages near ponds and puddles
But all this is lost in the dust of modern forests
We no more see frequently those farm and the barns
How very far away,
We have gone from our beautiful Natural surroundings
From the enchanting inherent beauty of our country's life. "
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In Hindi
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"ye apanee pankhon ko hole se samet kar baithate
paanee mein nazaren tikaate sundar se Hans pakshee
khaamosh fizaaon mein kuchh machalata sa sooraj
ye thahari havaon ka madahosh karata jaadoo
pahale kabhee dikhata tha har gaanv aur pokhar par
par khoya ye sab, ab aadhunik jangal mein
ab to khet aur khalihaan bhee nahin dikhate aksar,
kitane door ho gae hain hm, sb se apne sundar parivesh se
apanee desh ke jeevan kii sundarata aur sahajata se."
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Ravindra K Kapoor
MP India 12th Sept. 2017
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Today’s
Classical Hindi Love song English Version
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English version of my classical Hindi song written on 27 03 2024
English Version of Pera 1
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The vines of the forest are asking,
How did you spend your nights with Piya* (Love)
When the clouds swell and it rains,
What feelings you conveyed to your love? 01
HINDI VERSION
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Vn kee laataen, poochh rahee hain,
kaise beetin ratiyaan,
teri piya sng
megha, umad ghumad jab barse,
kya sunaaee thi tune
man kee batiyan. 01
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English Version of Pera 2
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When the lightning flashed, it made noise,
Did you come more close to your love?
When the clouds showered windy pleasant rains,
Had they touched your blouse to make it wet?
To get lost in your beauty for few moments? 02.
Song's Hindi wordings
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bijalee jab chamki thi
naad kar,
Kya tum simat gaein thiin
apne piya ke,
alhaadit varsha kee boonden,
terii sundarta mein,
kuchh pal kho jaane ko,
kya bhigo gaeen thiin,
terii angiya ? 02.
Ravindra K Kapoor
India 27th March 2024 /center>
IMPORTANT NOTE: Those who wish to sing my Hindi song may sing it but
they must mention "Song Lyrics by Ravindra K Kapoor" for any clarification can contact me through- kapoor_skkatyahoo.com
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Sa natagpuang malinis na dagat ay nakayapak na lumusong
Nagpatangay sa alon, duyan ng pangarap umusbong,
Hinayaang lumaya ang hinaing ng puso at kanyang bulong
Ligalig na hatid nito'y ninamnam, handa na ba'ng isulong?
Ragasa ang alon, tinangay ang walang tutol na panaghoy
Tangis ng puso, init ng pag-ibig ay nagningas, umapoy!
Himagsik ng kalooban pilit na sinikil, di tinukoy
Ano ba, bakit ba, pagkalula'y naramdaman sa kanyang ugoy!
Tila higop ng kumunoy, mapagkit ang kapit
Magneto ng alon ay hindi maiwasan kahit nakapikit,
Ang lakas ng hatak, hindi malabanan kahit na kumapit
Sa paniniwalang ito lamang ay magdudulot ng hinagpis at pait!
Natuto ngang pumaimbabaw, sa alon ay nagpatangay
Alon ng mapanglaw na pananabik sa kanya'y sumabay,
Daloy ng kasiyahan, ninamnam ang pag-ibig na tunay
Tinangay ng masidhing pagsinta na walang kapantay.
Sa alon ng pangarap kanyang nabatid
Hangaring makamtan ang kaligayahang hatid,
Pag-ibig na wagas rumagasa sa puso'ng sabik
Tinupad ang hiling ng kanyang matapat na gibik!
Saan ba patungo, alon ng hangaring ito
Sa dulo ba ng talampas, mahuhulog ba o hihinto?
O kakapit at tatayo, humakbang palayo dito
Upang sa ituktok ng talampas, daloy ng pangarap itatayo?
Pag-ibig na dumaloy, sa puso'ng hapo
Ngayo'y tigib ng pagnanasang magkapanagpo,
Isakatuparan ang hinaing ng sabik na puso
Maging isa, sa alon ng pag-ibig ay magpatangay ng buong puso!
Inner Whispers
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Like a tsunami from the ocean
I want to churn everything, inside out
But rue the fact that,
Like a bubble in the air
Have to be content with only
Being fidgety inside myself.
When the rocks try to stop
The natural flow of river, downwards
Even the transparent water, gets bloodied,
Breaking its head on the rocks,
I can feel its squirming and quibbling
But can remain only a mute spectator.
Whenever I feel oppressed, in any form
My heart seethes and fumes
My blood Inside tends to boil over
Only to become cold again, why?
Perhaps it is not in my nature to retaliate,
Then, am I condemned remaining wounded, perpetually?
Unable to do much about oppressive relations,
I pine away with my grief
Only wishing I could also free myself
And others of the oppression and the pain it inflicts
And enjoy the happiness and freedom
endowed by nature, in relations.
But looking at nature’s infinite vastness, where
Despite tight bonding and discipline in every bit
All relationships out there enjoy
Innate freedom, harmony and fairness
Then Wounds inflicted by the experience of oppression,
Fill me with jealousy and pain even harder and deeper.
Hope is life, maybe quite dreamlike
The change, which would destroy
the current forms of oppressions
and build relationships, free and fair, anew
seems to be a far cry, as of now.
the volcanoes are also destined to remain
dormant inside, for centuries, before they erupt.
Self Translation of my Hindi poem 'Parivartan'
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Wake up O Inhabitants of this Earth
Wake up before it is too late
Wake up before the misdeeds with Nature
Takes away with them, the best
And the most beautifully nourished and preserved
Our priceless and most precious wealth
The ice from Mountains, Glaciers and poles,
Water from the Rivers, Ponds and Lakes
Trees from Mountains, Oxygen from Air
Fishes and Dolphins, Blue Seals and Whales
Deer’s from fields and Tigers from Jungle
Birds from sky and animals from herds
Fragrance from flowers, fruits from trees
Koyal* and Nightingale to sing their melody
And above every thing, all the Seasons from Earth
Which inspires us to sing in joy
And thrill us to write poetry or to make love
Wake up O beautiful children of Nature
Before it is too late
Do not make plans to make roads up to Mount Everest peaks
Let us Make plans how to save the snow peaks
And our ever best friend plants and trees
The Rivers and Ponds, Glaciers and Jheels*
And above all let us also
Try to save our greatest wealth the seven Seas
And its innocent inhabitants
Who has given us foods and pleasures
Adventures, joys and thrills
With the ever precious gift of Rains
Which fills our Mother Earth with Water, Milk and grains
Wake up O beautiful children of Nature, before it is too late
Save our Rain forests, beautiful Glaciers and above all our climate
Before the Nature itself starts the process of changing
Without giving us the warning of its fury
Which can destroy our very existence from
This and this only place The Earth.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 9th December 2009
*Jheels ( A Hindi word means Lakes)
*A singing bird of India like Nightingale
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My Poem of 2009-10 resubmitted for new members of Poetry Soup.
Wake up O Inhabitants of this Earth ii
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Wake up before it is too late
Wake up before the misdeeds with Nature
Takes away with them, the best
And the most beautifully nourished and preserved
Our priceless and most precious wealth
The ice from Mountains, Glaciers and poles,
Water from the Rivers, Ponds and Lakes
Trees from Mountains, Oxygen from Air
Fishes and Dolphins, Blue Seals and Whales
Deer’s from fields and Tigers from Jungle
Birds from sky and animals from herds
Fragrance from flowers, fruits from trees
Koyal* and Nightingale to sing their melody
And above every thing, all the Seasons from Earth
Which inspires us to sing in joy
And thrill us to write poetry or to make love
Wake up O beautiful children of Nature
Before it is too late
Do not make plans to make roads up to Mount Everest peaks
Let us Make plans how to save the snow peaks
And our ever best friend plants and trees
The Rivers and Ponds, Glaciers and Jheels*
And above all let us also
Try to save our greatest wealth the seven Seas
And its innocent inhabitants
Who has given us foods and pleasures
Adventures, joys and thrills
With the ever precious gift of Rains
Which fills our Mother Earth with Water, Milk and grains
Wake up O beautiful children of Nature, before it is too late
Save our Rain forests, beautiful Glaciers and above all our climate
Before the Nature itself starts the process of changing
Without giving us the warning of its fury
Which can destroy our very existence from
This and this only place The Earth.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 9th December 2009
*Jheels ( A Hindi word means Lakes)
*A singing bird of India like Nightingale
Ravindra
Kanpur/New Raipur India
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Wake up O Inhabitants of this Earth
Wake up O, inhabitants of this earth
The darling children of Almighty God
You may be living in any region, country or state
In any land, Buildings, farm house or on a river bank
On hill tops, on plateaus, in plains or in deserts without rains
Or you may be living in the remains of a green valley
On in any of human’s most dear concrete jungle homes
Or may be in the icy Greenland
Wake up O, the inhabitants of this earth
O’ darling children of Almighty God
We are in the process of eliminating
Our four billion years old dwelling venue
In around four hundred years only
The Earth was built and filled by Nature
By the labor and patience of many million years
What great miracles we have done on Earth
In just four hundred years only
We have stolen the God given treasures of Earth
And have destroyed the most precious among the gems
Its peace, quietness and tranquility
Replaced by wars, explosions, noises, unrest and anxiety
And have damaged beyond immediate repairs
The priceless God given shield of Ozone
Which hangs much above the earth in the sky
And has protected us as a Savior like God
But destroyed by humans like
fools destroying its own Paradise
But what humans have done to our most beloved Earth
In the last one hundred years is the real threat
To all the darling children of Mother Nature
Dear to us as Air, Water and Earth
They are in the danger of global warming
Which is the result of the misuse of knowledge
And blindly exploiting the Air and Water and Earth
To meet our never ending needs, luxuries and whims
...to be concluded
Ravindra
Kanpur India 9th December 2009
*Jheels ( A Hindi word means Lakes)
*A singing bird of India like Nightingale
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To day I am thinking
About those memorable moments
I spent during my childhood
Amid the natural surroundings of
A deep lake surrounded by a dense forest.
The forest was so tall, deep and green
With its fearing darkness some where and
It's alluring enchanting beauty every where
That it was difficult to resist visiting the forest
Almost every day.
The lake was so heavenly beautiful calm and quite
Like the quietness of the sound sleep
That I use to sit for hours watching the dancing
Fishes and water plants and mosses and the setting Sun
While dipping my feet in the friendly lake water.
Oh, the pleasure of those moments
Is still alive in my mind
Like the Daffodil’s of William Wordsworth
And it often flashes in my mind
Giving me the same pleasure and Joy
Which as a child & Youngman I had enjoyed
About forty years back.
In these forty years lot many things have changed
All around me, including the Lake of my Allen Forest
A thin Lake is still there, visible during rainy season
But without that clear water and the quietness of Sound
And the forest has no longer remained the same
As it use to be about Forty years back
When it use to fill me with the joy of it’s refreshing air
And the Music of birds, falling leaves and the sound of silence.
That old lake and that lush green forest has left a deep impression
On mind and heart giving me the blessings of solitude
And making itself immortal in the minds of those who
Had seen it in its prime beauty and greenness
I often remember the man Allen who had built his small dwelling
Surrounded by the forest near the Lake and made this forest more
Beautiful without disturbing the natural surroundings
To enjoy the Blessings of Nature in its fullness about hundred years back
I am thankful to God for giving my childhood an opportunity of
Living amid the blessings of beautiful Nature - the Allen forest, the Lake
The Patther College, and the Holy River Ganges, which still flows at a
Little distance now instead of touching the forest
As it uses to be about forty Years back.
Kanpur 5th Nov 09 Ravindra K Kapoor
Patther College is a Hindi Word means Sand Stone made building
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