"kishan" poems
When first shower of monsoon
Touched the emotions
Of my innocent heart
Its strings began to ring
Drops of rain began to open
The windows of my heart
And with its tender touch
Heart began to pour out
Pearls of positive thoughts
Now everything seemed positive
Seeds of inspiration
Sowed by a rain shower in my heart
Began to reverberate
Everything now appeared inspirational
Seedlings of love and compassion
Began to germinate and
Fresh winds of peace and humanity
Started blowing in my heart
Monsoon shower roused
A new hope to live and
Left a lasting legacy
Every corner of my heart
Heart bells started ringing exaltation
And raising wave of happiness
Monsoon shower taught the heart
A new art of living
Darkness changed in brightness
The heart began to rejuvenate
The monsoon shower infused
A new life with peace and prosperity
And kindled the lamps off
Bright and prosper tomorrow
(Written by Kishan Negi)
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 11:25 AM UTC
Though life exists but
death is sure
Is called Universal Fact
Going against nature
is followed by calamities
is called Universal Act
Nature deals tactfully with
those not abiding by its rules
is called Universal Tact
(Written by Kishan Negi)
Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC
When I was borne
my mother passed away and
one day father also
left the hut leaving me alone
and my destiny was now
homeless, helpless and orphan
vagabond I was now
roaming around the road and streets
in search of food and shelter
But I also have some dreams
I wish if I were competent enough
I could have opened
an amazing school
where free education would
be right of every poor and needy child
and now no more poor child
would be deprived of education
I wish I could have built a dream home
for every homeless and destitute child
now no more child would
spend dark nights in the open sky
I wish I could have made
a beautiful garden where
every homeless child would play
and run after colorful butterflies
and beautiful flowers of all colors
would bloom in the garden
I wish I could have opened
a big kitchen near the dream home
where every hunger child
could eat to his fill and hence
no more child would be esurient,
unfed and indigent
I wish I could have opened a factory
where clothes could be stitched
for poor and naked children
and no more child
would be devoid of clothes
I pray to God that
my dreams come true one day
(By Kishan Negi)
Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 12:30 AM UTC
In the moonlit night
rich childhood imagines
beauty in the moon
and an amazing toy for himself
he wants to play
with his dream toy
he finds reflections
of his childhood in the bright moon
he wishes that the flashing toy
remains in his tiny hands for ever
and persist to grab it
but the poor childhood
imagines the bright moon
as a piece of bread only
and wishes to have it
under all circumstances
to satiate his hunger
but hungry childhood
and constrained conditions
stand as barricades
between his poverty and
the beauty of the moon
he finds reflections
of destitute and homeless child
in the milky moon
as the moon is only
the bread for his hunger
he wishes he were
the owner of this supernatural bread
so that he would never
cry ravenously for food.
(By Kishan Negi)
Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 10:10 AM UTC
Could someone bring back,
My innocent childhood days?
Even today on roadside,
I break stones with hammer,
In the scorching sun.
I also wish to swing,
In the mango orchard,
And run after,
The colorful butterflies
I also wish to enjoy,
The dazzling droplets of rains,
And run a paper boat,
In the rain water.
I too wish to go to school,
So that may paint my dream,
On a piece of paper.
But even today I work in the fields,
Like a child labor
I also wish to fly a purple kite,
And wish to fly high,
Up above the blue sky,
Like a free bird,
Is this my destiny,
That even today on roadside,
My weak back is forced,
To carry loads,
In the chilled nights.
I also wish to make,
Colorful fishes my new friends,
That swim in the river,
Nearby my village
Is this my destiny?
That today in the monsoon,
I’m weaving my dreams,
On the mounds of garbage.
Could someone bring back,
My innocent childhood days?
When today on roadside,
I break stones with hammer,
In the scorching sun
(By Kishan Negi)
Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 5:48 AM UTC
When you entered into my barren life‘
My heart felt happy with your illumination
A chapter of new beginning was written
And new chapter was meant for rumination
Seeds of relationship we sowed yesterday
Now seem to be curious for germination
All evil thoughts destroying our sweet world
Are now apprehensive of their termination
To make this affinity more stable and strong
Our mutual understanding was very crucial
God from the heaven showered its blessings
And witnessed that our love was fiduciary
To make buds of our fervent desires bloom
Trusted each other with great dedication
Mutual understanding for unending bonding
We realized was the best and emphatic medication
Glowing in the dark is the attitude of true love
That poured into us enthusiasm and elation
And our ardent and per fervid commitments
Let the wings of our mission fly for dulation
Strong waves of wind taught us a lesson
Our desires and dreams we have to cherish
And gave us a magic spell of true relationship
Evil thoughts from our path we have to perish
I wish that every moment of my love is for you
Because you are the only shining star of my life
Always keep spreading your affection on me
Now I am your only partner and your only wife
Never leave me alone in the deep wood
To wander and cry for my caring soul mate
Will keep all promises that I made with you
You are my heart and you are my playmate
(By Kishan Negi)
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 4:10 AM UTC
Feelings of divine love and endless bonding makes the lover enjoy the life
When darkness envelopes
my destiny
and all doors of hopes seem closed
still I feel some courage to breathe
because only you can give me that feeling
when all of a sudden
I find myself alone in this world
and accompanied by loneliness only
then I feel someone around me
that shows me
the meaning of being lonely
because only you can give me that feeling
when my heart is broken
and I feel that no one else like you
offer encouragement to my broken heart
then my heart starts beating for you
because only you can give me that feeling
when I stumble and fall on the ground
I feel that you appear as a savior
you lift me up, hug and kiss
and inspire me to look at the twinkling stars
that are shining for me only
because only you can give me that feeling
when life hits me hard
I feel that your sweet smile
becomes paradise for me
and help me overcome fear of failure
showing the path of success
because only you can give me that feeling
when I become a hopeless wanderer
in search of incredible adventures
I feel some invisible touch on my back
that boosts up my energy
to continue my journey
because only you can give me that feeling
now I feel that
when life gives you lemons
make lemonade
I feel that you only fail
when you stop trying
nothing great is ever achieved
nothing ventured nothing gained
without your enthusiasm
because only you can give me that feeling
(By Kishan Negi)
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 3:38 AM UTC
Sitting by the pond I was
enjoying the moonlit night
and beholding the shimmering stars
in the milky sky
Suddenly I felt moon staring at me
with a steamy smile from inside the pond
her sensual gestures captivated my heart
provoking my love feelings
With enthusiasm I felt getting lost
into her ****** blue eyes
that enchanted me and
I lost my consciousness
As if a nymph from heaven
were Landed on the earth to allure me
for making love and
looked ornamented with galaxy of stars
Suddenly lightning
flashed in the sky,
and I came back
in the real world
That I assumed was the moon
actually not the moon
but it was its reflection in the pond
And I came out of a incredible delusion
(Written by Kishan Negi)
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
Why don’t I find the things around me
The way I wish
Why don’t I feel the things around me
The way I wish
And why don’t I dream the dreams
The way I wish
Because my imagination accepts the things
The way I wish
But every thing around me is always
Not the way I wish
Since many things around me
Accept the things around them
The way they wish
And this illusion having broken into
The doors of my rusted mind
Makes me realize that all the things
Around me always can’t take the shape
The way I wish them
And a bitter truth of this realization
Is that some time
I need to accept the things around me
The way they wish
And not the way I wish
Realization of this ground reality
Broke all my illusions and confusions
(Written by Kishan Negi)
Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 5:43 AM UTC
Divine love is the essence of eternal bonding and relationship.
If I had fallen in your divine love
I also could have known
that how twinkling stars
in the moonlit night
could strew their amazing illumination
in the whole universe
that how the moon in the milky night
could embellish its beaming smile
that how austerity of the galaxy of stars
could witness the happiness of macrocosm
that how melody of nature
could touch the heartbeats of its lovers
that how harmonic sound of birds
could create musical environment
in the dark and deep forests
that how rustles of the intoxicated winds
could break the silence of darkness
that how the voluptuous gestures of the sky
could stimulate ****** desires
of flora and fauna
that how the adorable smile
of elvish dark clouds
could shower colorful kisses
on the pink roses crazy in love
that how the sensual seduction of dew drops
could magnetize the glow of dawn
and that how the fresh air in the morning
could disrupt the penance of the spring
if I had fallen in your divine love
I could have felt
the eternal beauty of nature
I wish I could have drowned
In your divine enchantment
forever and ever and ever
(By Kishan Negi)
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 3:56 AM UTC
O Little angel O little angel
from tranquil galaxy of rebirth
coming through milky sky ways
to land on the human earth
singing merry Christmas songs
with basket of wonderful toys
some for her innocent girls
and some for naughty boys
with divine light on her face
wearing a silken white gown
ornamented with amazing smiles
and over head a silver crown
her gestures were heavenly
adorned with diamonds and pearls
crossing cluster of dark clouds
and encountering many whirls
when lands on the human world
her appearance very cute and fair
looking very pretty and very shy
with magic stick and golden hair
message of peace and prosperity
she brings from peaceful heaven
that says to all human on earth
no more carnage - no nine-eleven
feels very sad why human fight
why dangerous nuclear weapons
the earth becomes land of hell
while god made it land of heavens
angel distributes wonderful gifts
to all human beings on the earth
preaches us all lesson of peace
and says make it living worth
merry Christmas merry Christmas
to everyone she smilingly wishes
hugs every one of her children
and blesses with many kisses
suddenly the little angel flies away
disappearing high into the blue sky
leaving many unanswered questions
when, what, where, how and why
(By Kishan Negi)
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 2:07 PM UTC
Every moment that I spent with you
how much was delightful
how exciting and delectable it was
but it is the reflection of the past
I passed every moment with you until tomorrow
now are the remnants of memories only
had the pleasure of heaven in your shadow
I still remember those sweet moments
when your heart would palpitate only for me
now tears start flowing from eyes despairingly
but those are now hazy and blurry memories
now why do you keep me sulking
my baby heart now in your arms
why feels sadness
and loneliness
where gusts of cool breeze smiled till yesterday
why suddenly hot winds began to wave
now every moment with you
is like simmering heat
and your arms
appears to be a flaming volcano
what happened to those vows and promises
we had taken for an infinite relationship
why do you remain so sulking to me
why are you so heartless to me
can you return my past
can you return my eternal love
I will wait for your return
my arms are curious to hug you
my sweetheart come To rejuvenate our relationship
in the shade of banyan tree
where golden memories of our dreams
are waiting for us to embrace our love
I am waiting
and will wait till my last breath.
(By Kishan Negi)
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 4:15 AM UTC
Anguish Of A Homeless Child
He is destitute and homeless
all his prayers are hopeless
all songs he feels toneless
and life economy is boneless
On the earth he is just born
but his destiny is so worn
all his clothes are so torn
a blooming bud not a thorn
Why his eyes are downcast
and emotions are so aghast
when his dreams are so vast
why then so dismal is his past
He demands handful of sky
and angelic wings to fly
at his fate why we outcry
he has only question “why”
Why his face doesn't ever glow
why his planets walk so slow
never he felt tickles of snow
all answers he wants to know
If tomorrow this volcano will outburst
we will face another grisly cloudburst
then the situation will be the worst
so please save century twenty-first
(By Kishan Negi)
Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 10:35 AM UTC
Last night in dreams, met me an angel .
And asked what I wanted
I said that three questions
That always annoy my soul
First, who am I and what is my identity
Answered the Angel
You are a peace messenger of God
And good deeds is your identity
Hey Angel, my second question is
Who sent me to the earth
Answered the Angel
God has sent you to the earth
To serve the mankind
Through your good deeds
My third and final question is
Why has god sent me to the earth
The Angel answered
God has sent you to spread
The message of peace and prosperity
Eventually my dream broke and
I felt remorse because
I failed in all the three questions
(Written by Kishan Negi)
Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 12:24 AM UTC
A pessimist always
views the blot
in the flashy moon
but ignores its amazing beauty
even in the blot
always hunts up the dark clouds of
despair and sorrow
but lays aside
the smiling hope of ray
he considers the dark clouds
as epitomes of
annihilation and cataclysm
but defies the milky showers
of happiness and prosperity
in the dark clouds
he will never know that
happiness is only real when shared
and happiness is a journey
not a destination
and an optimist always
beholds the beauty of the moon
and in its beauty
meets supernatural visions of
righteous god
perceives that supernatural events
always have a logical explanation
and that almighty god
showers the blessings of
happiness and prosperity
exists with belief that
humanity was neither annihilated
nor could be destroyed
and always prays to supernatural power
for a prosperous society
blessed with harmonious relationship
among human beings
that are peace-loving
(By Kishan Negi)
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 4:00 AM UTC
Two hearts met first time in the college
To begin an unhackneyed relationship
Together they had cup of coffee
Together they studied in library
The friendship grew into love one day
Together made many promises to keep
And vowed to live and die with each other
The pair was ecstatic in their relationship
Always craving for their good company
To make their relationship a unique one
Exquisite dreams that they weaved blissfully
Were full of exaltation and euphoria
Suddenly, dark clouds of misfortunes
Began to loom over their relationship
Who caught the sight of this holy love
Never they were able to know
They began to lose trust in each other
Forgot the promises they made in love
Now they were not seen while walking
Hand-in-hand at their rendezvous point
But the god had other plans for them
Suddenly one day the two met in hospital
Kidney of one partner had failed
Hearing this, second partner agreed
To donate his kidney to the other partner
And the life of the partner was saved
Sanctified relationship with its tenderness
Began to bloom and thrive in its full swing
In the end there were two wayward friends again
Since they were always made for each other.
(Written by Kishan Negi)
Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 7:57 AM UTC
In the scorching son
he breaks stones into pieces
to earn livelihood for his family
and does not stop his journey
until the sun sets
in the unending horizon
then spends the whole dark night
watching galaxy of stars in the milky sky
waits for the next morning
to begin his tiresome day again
homelessness and poverty
are his well-wishers
his children are never
blessed with colorful dreams
nor born with silver spoon
in their mouth
and one day these destitute and
unfortunate children of nature
will also start their journey
by breaking stones on road
to live a miserable and poor lives
how long this process will continue
even almighty god may not know
and this endless journey
will never tire
to train next generation
(By Kishan Negi)
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 4:04 AM UTC
When I look at the beaming blue sky
get always an inspiration to soar up high
with strong wings of ***** and adventure
to explore the new altitude of the nature
and learn the astounding lessons of
clairvoyance and perspicacity to never to give up
While beholding the deep blue but serene sea
it always galvanizes and stimulates my dreams
to dive deep into the kingdom of knowledge
and Inspires to unearth the mystery of its depth
by gleaming the pearls of new hopes
so that new sun rises tomorrow with new dreams
Getting lost into the blues eyes of my partner
I always feel curiosity to learn
new formula of math and chemistry so that
knotty and complex equations of life
are made soluble and enjoyable by all
really blue triangle teaches untouched lessons
(By Kishan Negi)
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 11:15 AM UTC
We should never ignore our old age parents lest life should ignore us.
We are lucky
that we are brought up
in the pious and sanctified
shades of our parents
that sacrificed their present
for our bright tomorrow
we are so blessed that
god sent us on this earth
in the hands of our
loving and caring parents
that always prayed
for such an amazing and
awesome gifts of god
how can we ignore
their identity and existence
when they grow old
lest life should ignore
our identity and existence tomorrow
(By Kishan Negi)
Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 10:15 AM UTC
When morose cloud mourns
why it showers heavy rains
it sheds tears of melancholy
to me why it hurts and pains
when the uncle sun is furious
why it excretes red fireballs
its heat scorches all creators
every one prays for rainfalls
when stars glimmer in darkness
why their smile is so ecstatic
avid children behold them fervently
since naughty smile is so fantastic
when aunt moon shines at night
why it strews hue of its moonlight
cosmos is enthusiastic to shower
and enjoys an amazing delight
when the flowers bloom in valley
why they tempt with its fragrance
all creatures dance enthusiastically
and adore its eternal perseverance
when bumble-bee kisses a flower
it falls in love and gathers honey
then jocular bumble-bee flies away
but their love story is so funny
when nature has blessed us all
with so beautiful and catchy gifts
why it happens that human life
takes so many turns and twists
(By Kishan Negi)
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 3:35 AM UTC
Mystery Of Sympathy
A small village on the bank of river
stack of stinking filth on every corner
people were forced to breathe in ***** stench
no one took care of the destitute villagers
torn clothes on children's body
didn't have bread to satiate the hunger
perhaps their happiness was lost
in the fumes of poverty and helplessness
Malnutrition ruled the entire village
To this day, in this poor village
no school in the village, no hospital
the village was deprived of all the privileges
but today, suddenly food was being distributed
clothes were being donated
innocent and young children didn't know
why is God so merciful to them today?
Nobody could understand deep roots of this mystery
a village where the sun never shines,
the moon never pops in and
little stars never twinkle
why suddenly the ocean of humanity began to flow?
But humanity was neither annihilated nor destroyed
in the candid hearts of villagers
curiosity forced me to know this secret
then an old villager told that
the elections are to be held soon
the sympathy game was to grab their votes
then came to understand
the strange and deep mystery of sympathy
(By Kishan Negi)
Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 10:30 AM UTC
Having your sweet kiss
On your gorgeous lips
Always I get lost in bliss
That never want to miss
My naughty thought ever seeks
A touch on your silky cheeks
Then feels conquering love peaks
And remembers it for many weeks
(Written by Kishan Negi)
Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 12:31 AM UTC
If I were a Poet
If I were a poet
I would have sketched
my hidden thoughts on snow mountains
for never melting
when shining sun passes through
the angelic heights of mountains
he would feel happy
that a poet dropped
a birthday message for him
If I were a poet
I would have painted
the clouds with my dreamy thoughts
never to evanescent
stars and moon from the heaven
would feel delighted
that a poet painted
their dreams on clouds
for their anniversary to come
If I were a poet
I would have inscribed my poetic ideas
on waves of blue ocean
never to vaporize
sky looking down the sea-waves
would feel pleasure
that a motivational poet
has left a magical idea for him
to go through fire and water
If I were a poet
I would have imprinted romantic words
on the glowing face of rainbow
never to fade away
earth and sky from the horizon
would fall in love with each other
to read the romantic words
on the rainbow a poet has left
for their existent relationship
(By Kishan Negi
Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 10:33 AM UTC
Divine love is the essence of eternal bonding and relationship.
If I had fallen in your divine love
I also could have known
that how twinkling stars
in the moonlit night
could strew their amazing illumination
in the whole universe
that how the moon in the milky night
could embellish its beaming smile
that how austerity of the galaxy of stars
could witness the happiness of macrocosm
that how melody of nature
could touch the heartbeats of its lovers
that how harmonic sound of birds
could create musical environment
in the dark and deep forests
that how rustles of the intoxicated winds
could break the silence of darkness
that how the voluptuous gestures of the sky
could stimulate ****** desires
of flora and fauna
that how the adorable smile
of elvish dark clouds
could shower colorful kisses
on the pink roses crazy in love
that how the sensual seduction of dew drops
could magnetize the glow of dawn
and that how the fresh air in the morning
could disrupt the penance of the spring
if I had fallen in your divine love
I could have felt
the eternal beauty of nature
I wish I could have drowned
In your divine enchantment
forever and ever and ever
(By Kishan Negi)
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 3:52 AM UTC
"There is no greater satisfaction for a romantic than to know that he will always be alive in unspoken words." -Kishan Ballurkar
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 7:19 AM UTC