Peace O' Peace

O Peace' Where art thou
Is there a way to find you somehow
Searching you since years after
Passing of my life's unknown chapters
Are you residing in far away mountains
Or hiding in calmness of deep water
Without you my life seems frozen
May be you are roaming in dark nights
Preserving yourself to burst one day into a fight
Without you my life is ceased
Where are you my dear peace
Are you inside me or out side
Are you at the center or at the peripheral
Are you real or just a bubble
Are you at the top or at the bottom
Are you whole or just an atom
Come to me don’t be so cruel
Without you I am restless
Wandering all of my life aimless
Do you lacks because of anger
People say you come only in prayer
But even when I closed my eyes
I don't feel you inside
For you many hurdle I had crossed
But all my effort has gone for a toss
Come, Inside me there is so much chaos


© Rakesh Kumar May 2012

An Abandoned Girl Child

This poem I wrote on hearing news about abandoning girls child in our society...

Left as a orphan on the road

Again a girl child was abandoned

People thought she was of no worth
And her life could not be auctioned
Why she deserved this fate
Was it mistake so called her birth
We don’t do anything beside a debate
Wanted to play with dolls
She also deserved to be loved
A Mommy she wanted to call
Four walls where she could safely roam
She too wanted a lovely home
She also wanted to feel secure
And she had a heart innocent and pure
She was supposed to be a daughter
Wanted a brother, could be a sister
Above all a caring mother
But We have thrown her into a gutter
Treated her like a vulture
Shame on us as a society grown
We are not left with any good hormone
Are we left with any answer
Why her life is so cheaper
While dying on the road she moan
Asking why she had been left alone...


© Rakesh Kumar May 2012

वो शाम बेच दी...

ज़िन्दगी को जीने में
क्या क्या बेचा मैने
कितनो का रखूं हिसाब
लाभ का था ये नुक्सान का सौदा
किसको दूं जवाब
सुबहे बेच दी वो शामे बेच दी
दिन बेच दिया वो रात बेच दी
रखता हूँ हिसाब कुछ उन शामों को
जिनको बेच चूका हूँ में जीने की राहों में
वो एक मैदान में क्रिकेट खेलने की शाम
और एक गिल्ल्ली डंडा खेलने की शाम
वो stadiam में हाकी खेलने की शाम
और अँधेरा हो जाने पर डर कर घर आने की शाम
वो स्कूल से घर लौट आने की शाम
और माँ के हाथों से खाना खाने की शाम
वो फूटबाल के पीछे दौडने की शाम
वो नदियों के पानी में कूदने की शाम
वो गलिओं में अँधेरे से डरने की शाम
और लोगों से मिलने मिलाने की शाम
वो ढेरों किस्सों और कहानियों की शाम
और बैठ कर सब के साथ बिताने की शाम
वो ढोल नगाड़े और उमंगो की शाम
और अंधेरों में पढने की शाम
वो पलकों के बोझिल हो जाने की शाम
और ठण्ड में अलाव के पास बैठने की शाम
वो चूल्हे की धुएं से आँख जलने की शाम
वो दूर बागीचे के पीछे सूरज के छुपने की शाम
वो यादों की शाम, वो भूलने की शाम
वो ढेरों सुनहरे सपनो की शाम
और भी जाने कितनी शामें बीच दी मैने
ज़िन्दगी के जीने में
की आज आ गयी है मेरी ज़िन्दगी की शाम
आज सोचता हूँ कैसे बेचूं इसे
अपनी ज़िन्दगी की ये आखरी शाम...

(C) Rakesh Kumar May 2012

Old Or Cold

I wonder if i am getting old
or getting cold
Watching silently and doing nothing
On seeing me dreams being sold


I don't know why
I am feeling so dry
Is it because of a new realization
That I am unable to take any action


Why I could not be more rational
Unable to see what is actual
Now I feel so weak and tried of my struggle
That there won't not be any my dream's castle
Now my life seem more mortal


Suddenly life seems so fragile
As i am watching a news of farmer suicide
That his land was no longer fertile
What has suddenly changed inside me
That i am not what I am suppose to be


Left with my own frustration and anger
Afraid and scared of coming danger
What is answer and whom to blame
I am pointed by only my own finger


Life is faded the more i aged
Feel like a bird i am caged
Not sure where i am headed
My beliefs is only cheated


Don't know what i have to say
Waiting for things to be okay
And i have only to pray
To return of golden old day


(C) Rakesh Kumar May 2012