“POLIS OF CONSTANTINE” The mind is enchanted by the impressions They fight heroically, almost magically Europe and Asia The face of the Marbled King plunges into the ether Thought stops on why memories have been altered Oh! How to Stand Hagia – Sophia to mourn your children They raised mounds, covered with plaster Our hope,…
युद्ध लड़ रही हैं लड़कियाँ कविता संग्रह- युद्ध लड़ रही हैं लड़कियाँ कवि-वीरेंदर भाटिया प्रकाशक- संभव प्रकाशक, प्रेमचंद्र पुस्तकालय तितरम, कैथल-136027 (हरियाणा) प्रथम संस्करण- 2020 स्वतंत्र सदी में युद्ध लड़ रही स्त्रियाँ : पर-तंत्रता यह समय पुस्तक समीक्षा का एक ऐसा दौर है जहां हर समीक्षाकार व्यक्तिगत तौर पर ध्यान रखकर समीक्षा करने पर आमादा…
महामारी में भी ओछी राजनीति एक बड़े शायर का शेर है लू भी चलती थी तो बादे-शबा कहते थे, पांव फैलाये अंधेरो को दिया कहते थे। उनका अंजाम तुझे याद नही है शायद, और भी लोग थे जो खुद को खुदा कहते थे।। महाभारत काल में अखंड भारत के मुख्यत: 16 महाजनपदों कुरु, पंचाल, शूरसेन,…
LOVE CLOGS IN CORONA TIME Hey Honey! If I poured a ladle of boiling water into the past of your life, thousands and thousands of worms of deceitful love would crawl out and cry. If I fumigated your present life, millions and millions of mice of intrigue love would run out, prostrate and roll over….
I AM AN IRAQI MAN I am an Iraqi man; my life was postponed and my face was stolen by wars. I know nothing about beauty or Detain Falls. I am an Arab man, and like you, I feel the value of life and the depth of a smile. I have family and children, and…
FICTION Once upon a time There lived a hero His name was Alpha Named by the society His reputation was known In many angles and demarcation He leads with courage & heart Having big spirit to body He doesn’t sleep at night He worked all day fixing things to line He often rises his head…
A card game Never confuse true love with a futile joke of a simple word that flies with that intention and instead received as a great offense. You risk losing everything that has been conquered and bestowed from above, it was given to you by Someone who sees the need for an Angel and places…
The Telephone Man created this wonderful thing Called the telephone. It rings ever so shrilly Jerking you upright from even the grave. Then the words come through. Ever so lifeless, so forced; Devoid of any emotion The tenor of the voice. Drowned by miles of deadpan electronic waves. Across the continents and seas Through the…
एक निमंत्रण मानसून को आसमान मे तक, श्याम बादलोँ को, दे दिया उन्हें नेह निमंत्रण। आ मानसून आ, बहा ले जा अपने साथ, पिशाचिनी कोरोना को। जिसने कितनी माँओं से उनके बच्चें छीने, और कितने बच्चों से छिना, उनके पिता का दुलार। जिसके कुचक्र में फँसकर कराह रही हेै आदमजात। आ मानसून आ, बहा ले…
