पौवा

न मुझे कोई शिकवा न मुझे कोई गिला
जब से पीने को पौवा मिला
नशे मैं मैने ताजमहल हिलाया
धीरे धीरे अपनी चिता जलाया
तुम क्या जानो इशकी महिमा
शिव संकर की ये बढ़!ता गरिमा
शाम सबेरे सब गुण गाते
नियम से मद्रिआलय जाते
जब पोवा से गला तर होता
किसी से न कोई डर होता
क्या राजा और क्या फकीर
सब इश र!स्ते के राहगीर
क्या बुधवार क्या रविवार
पौवा का हर दिन पर अधिकार
कहत राकेश सुनो सब लोग
पऊवा से दूर होते सब रोग
दोस्तों के साथ मौज से जीयो
पौवा साथ रोज बैठ के पीयो
क्या दिल्ही क्या बनारस
हर जगह मिलता ये रस
पौवा के हैं नाम अनेक
जात धरम का कोई न रोक
पौवा से है देश मैं शांति
मिले न ये तो होवे क्रांति
पौवा है अमृत का प्याला
इशके पीछे कितनो ने घर फूक डाला
चाहे पीयो हज़ारों बार
फिट भी दिल को नहीं करार
बिना इशके जिंदगी है बेकार
पौवा पीकर करो उध्धार
जिंदगी है एक ज़हर का किला
पौवा पीकर ही मुक्ति मिला


copyrights Rakesh Kumar may 2010

The day she cried..

This poem is not complete and it stand as its as of today...

She asked me question most obvious
Enquired me and asked if I was serious

I was honest and shared the way I felt

All hell broke as she could not accept

Was not I already committed for whole life

Though she asked If I wanted more time

She cried, cried, cried and cried

As I was the last thing that just died

I could feel her words wet in tears

My only wish was to be her near

Just to wash away anything she feared

To change the way things had appeared

That day whole world drowned in her tears

As she cried after many long years

The drops of her tears were costliest expenses
I was only person who lost all my senses

 

My feeling was only left to be crushed

She raised question on my integrity and trust

Just to see her beautiful smile

I had covered a distance of many miles

From that moment onwards she had a choice
No further she displayed spark in her voice

Not that my feeling was any less for her

Only I lacked was perfect answer

I was searching how fate was arranged

That moment our life completely changed

Just 24 hours back I was most sure

That she was my life's most ultimate cure

All these days and night I was alright

But deep inside there was lonely fight

Walking on sea shore I found that answer

She was in my life source to wisdom

My life was passing so dull and boring

She was cool breeze on my face blowing

Now my life will change completely

But I will not take her as my safety

She is in mourning and I am behind her pain

And there is no one else to be blame

This may be the last chapter in this tale

But her precious love was sure not for sale... 

copyrights Rakesh kumar May 2010

Paper Cup

This poem i wrote long back as comment when paper cup was stopped at my work place

Once there was a day

Once there was a day when...

• When we used to had a old small black and white TV and every Sunday morning our room used to filled with neighborhood children. Our room was small and there was no place to sit but people never complained. As a kid I was always happy to open the door whenever some one had knocked  and I had never complained about missing dialog and scenes. I remember the day when I used to go to watch Sunday evening movie to friends houses and we used to find whole neighborhood sitting there.
• When only we used to have landline telephone connection and we used to receive neighbor's, relative's calls and we used to tell them to call after five minutes by the time we would inform them and we  had never complained about it.
• When we used share our morning news paper to our neighbors and we had never  complained offering them tea with that.
• When I never complained offering neighbors kid cycle ride or giving them  my bicycle when they had asked or required. I never worried that it would be damaged or broken. 
• When I always had enough time to teach our neighbors kids or help them when they had needed. 
• When I used to share my single lamp whenever ever there was a power cut and we used to study together and nobody complained about disturbance or mosquito bites. 
• When people used to bring calender and our walls used to filled with so many goddess pictures. 
• When we used to share our football, Carom and hockey in the evening with  neighbors.
• When I used to spent my evening till dark in playground and my parent never worried about my safety or hygiene.
• When my shoes used to have big holes but I never missed  going to playground. 
• When We used to travel by trains and we had enough trust to discuss and share everything with our fellow passengers.
• When people used to walks kms to meet and greet their friends and relatives.
• When I used to write letters to my parent and spent hours thinking how to start. 

And today 

• I have a big two bedroom apartment with no one to share my space.
• I have a big LCD TV but no one  is here to share my viewing experience, no discussion and comment on cricket and telling cricketers how to play a particular shot. 
• I have a big car but no one is there to share my drive.
• I take news paper but no one is there to comment or discuss those news stories. I dont feel interested now a days reading news paper.
• I stay in a big society of highly educated people but I don't see any  sharing of knowledge or teaching/interacting among neighbors and their kids.
• I have multiple pair of costliest shoes but I hardly have time to go gym. They are biting dust.
• The same playground which once used to be filled with boys now looks deserted.
• I travel in flight with highly civilized people of the society and I hardly interact anyone or see others interacting each other.
• Now a days I have cellphone with everyone's contact nos however i am not sure when i used those numbers to call someone. 

Things have changed we have changed, society have have changed, still trying to figure out god or bad?