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Kishan Negi Poem
An innocent small girl is crying on the roadside
her face seems very candid and
expressions look naïve, but
nobody knows the cause of her sadness and
and no one can ever feel
the hidden wounds inside her heart
Why does she scream?
Why does she shed painful tears?
Her eyes are tired of crying and
her tears are frozen
today there is no one to wipe her tears
maybe she is missing her childhood
when she used to insist on Barbie Doll
holding the fingers of her mother
and holding the hand of the father
used to chase butterflies in the garden
Used to kiss the droplets of rain
while floating a paper boat in the pond
Will her days come back?
Listening to mother's lullaby at midnight
used to fly with the fairies in the blue sky
Maybe she is still crying
now her tears must be tired
she still is waiting for her parents to come
But she does not know that
her parents will never return
God has called them to heaven
because her parents, at the hands of cruel terrorism,
have been killed
in the Menchester Bomb Blast
on 22nd May 2017.
Let us pray that the soul of her parents
rest in piece!
(By Kishan Negi)
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Kishan Negi Poem
A banyan tree in my courtyard
That I had planted ten years ago
Looks beautiful with its large limbs
As if a beauty queen of monsoon
Were entering her adolescence
It smiles when gusts of cool wind
Touch it with adorable feelings
Droplets of rain seems curious
To entice it with intoxicating gestures
When banyan tree stretches
For soft touch of rain drops
I may feel its emotions
When my love touched me first time
In the college rose garden
And it was raining then
And today banyan tree of my courtyard
Seems matured enough
To repeat history of adolescence love
This amazing monsoon.
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Kishan Negi Poem
Call Of An Unborn Daughter To Dad
Dad I am your guiltless
and innocent unborn daughter
who is anxious to step in your house
will you please give birth to your daughter
Will you be happy on my arrival
probably not, because the daughter is a curse
but I promise you that
I will never be the cause of your grief and sorrow
I want to enjoy my childhood
in your lovely and caring arms and
look at the beaming rainbow in the horizon
but if you let me enter your gracious heart
Dad will you pamper me as much as my brother
the moon and the stars I do not want
just wish to behold them
while shining in the moonlight night
Dad will my this dream come true
Holding your hand on the river bank
I also want to see
the mischief of the colourful fish
I want to touch the stream of water
Dad just let me step in your house
I also want to see the flowers
blooming in the colorful spring
want to feel the rustle of the icy wind
want to hear the tingling of the leaves
Want to feel the weather chimes
I want to enjoy all this with my papa
only if you let me step in your house
Peacock dancing in the monsoon
Cuckoo's melodious sound
chirping sparrow in the shade of banyan
I want to enjoy everything with
my loving, kind hearted and caring papa
Dad I promise you that
I will never disappoint you
nor let you ever humiliate
never will I demand birthday gift nor
will I insist on Barbie Doll
one day you will surely feel pride
by giving birth to your unborn daughter
but if you open the doors
of your merciful heart for me
But Dad you also promise that
you will not let this bud wither away
before it blossoms in your garden
I am passionate
I am excited
I am anxious to bloom in your courtyard
Dad will you pamper your sweetheart angel
and tickle her rosy cheeks with tender fingers
(By Kishan Negi)
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Kishan Negi Poem
Dream to shine, like a meteoric and dazzling son,
To remove the darkness from the universe,
So never stop dreaming, to accomplish your aim
Dream to pluck up courage to be bold enough,
To force the windstorm to change its direction,
So never stop dreaming to focus on your target.
Dream to glare like a moon beaming with pride
To shower rain of brightness in human lives,
So never stop dreaming to keep your promises
Dream to have the courage of convictions and belief
To conquer the typhoon to protect the creatures.,
So never stop dreaming to reach your end point.
Dream to soar up above the crazy blue sky
To collect innovative ideas for human welfare,
So never stop dreaming to accomplish your goals.
Dream to be a good and kind human being,
To spread the message of peace and prosperity,
So never stop dreaming to espouse the humanity
Dream to be a bold and valiant soldier,
To uproot the terrorism from the earth,
So never stop dreaming to achieve your mission.
Dream to swim deep into the dark blue sea
to measure the depth of its fathomless kingdom
So never stop dreaming to sink into depth of nature
Dream to climb the snowy peaks of mount Everest
To imbibe the eternal incandescence of pinnacles
So never stop dreaming to get lost in nature's heig
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Kishan Negi Poem
My fascinating son
your divine entry in my life
was an amazing boon of God
that filled my heart
with ebullience and ravishment
you removed all darkness
of desperation and frustration
that my hard life ever had
and brought halcyon days back
my life was imbued with
excitement and exaltation
always my eyes were eager
to have scintilla of your visage
You have always been
an effervescent star of my destiny
and became quintessential
part of my life and
then developed a sempiternal relation
between Dad and Son
my happiness was beyond expression
to have a talismanic baby
now when you are a grown up
and matured son
I tell you one secret today
that all my troubles disappear
when I see my son smile.
(By Kishan Negi)
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[1]
Adore each other
perennial relationship
couple tie the knot
[2]
Will you marry me
tremendous flash of lightning
popping the question
[3]
Dating someone else
cheated on one's life partner
exists a love rat
(By Kishan Negi)
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Kishan Negi Poem
Baby when you were born
it was a pleasurable morn
A baby was my only dream
you came like a lovely gleam
In your black eyes I got lost
climate was cold with frost
You looked like a beaming sun
I enjoyed with you every fun
Emptiness was filled with joy
as I was gifted with a cute toy
My garden began to bloom
before you came it was gloom
My heart was filled with pride
your Dad was your first guide
It was beginning of a new relation
between Dad and new sensation
Tomorrow if no more is your Dad
promise my angel will not be sad
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Kishan Negi Poem
(1)
Split up all at once
instantaneous patch up
to kiss and make up
(2)
Ideas not matching
lack of trust and loyalty
break up relation
(3)
Split up relation
rejuvinating lost love
leave at the altar
(By Kishan Negi)
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Kishan Negi Poem
My children, do you remember
as a child while walking
both of you would fall down and
and to get up again looked at Dad for help
but when no help from Dad
you both would stand on your own feet
and learned to walk
do you know why I would do so
because I wanted my kids
to have courage to stand on their own feet
so that you could recognize your strength
and this dream of mine came true
Do you remember my kids’
I always inspired both of you to
combat difficulties and overcome them
and today to fly in the sky
your wings are strong enough to
to measure the height of the blue sky
but Dad taught you a lesson
that if you fall down on earth
don’t look up at Dad for any help
rather learned to stand on your own feet
and then again get ready to fly high
this time higher than earlier
but the father will stand with you always,
even after the departure from the world
And my this dream too has come true
Do you remember my kids
that I had sown some seeds of
sacraments of humanitarian in you
to help both of you
to be a good human being
now is the testimony of both of you
my bubbly kids will you fulfil my last dream
even if your Dad is no more tomorrow
don’t let those seeds dry
my children goodbye and take care!
(Written by Kishan Negi)
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Kishan Negi Poem
An Ariana Grande concert was struck by an explosion
in northern England on 22nd May 2017
killing at least 22 people and injuring many
there was a massive flash and
then a bang and smoke all around
hundreds of people could be seen
streaming away in confusion and chaos
nobody was getting any sense
it was smoke everywhere and
shoes on the ground from people trying to flee.
it was frantic and unbridled
a little girl and boy
aged about eight or nine distraught
as they couldn't find their dad
all were screaming and running,
dropping their coats and phones,
just scrambling to safety
undoubtedly it was an appalling terrorist attack
and needs to be condemned and denunciated
nuts and bolts littering the ground near blast scene
as a likely terrorist attack
ripped through a crowd of teenagers
the prone bodies of those
who had been wounded and killed,
as well as others who were streaked with blood and
were staggering away from the scene
teenagers were screaming and running
in the aftermath of the blast
parents were frantically attempting
to locate their children and relatives
people were scattered everywhere.
And some of them looked dead also
such a tyrannical doctrine is
an indelible blot on the name of humanity
and a challenge for those
who talk of peace and human rights always
but as an emotional poet, my heart is broken
for those poor children and
for all those families
with an empty house that black night
Blanket coverage in the news media,
brave words by leaders, forests of flowers
at the scenes of attack, forensic reconstruction
by the police, and a return to normalcy
needs no repeating that terrorism knows no borders
and that the globalization of terror is a reality
let's pray to god that all departed souls
may rest in peace
(By Kishan Negi)
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