Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Books - From Old Poems

They know what you want ,
Tell all that you cann't,
Time goes on ,but they remain .
Their richness rewards ,
Their wisdom guards ,
They would leave you never alone .
The most trusted friends ,
Whose help never ends ,
Without them 's life lone and lame .
So simple ,though looks ,
But wonderful books ,
All past and future contain .
Just know and acknowledge ,
Their ever growing knowledge ,
Your heart and mind would gain .
If cann't catch sense ,
Need not being tense ,
Go through with all might and main .
 -- Pratibha.

The teacher

   (from Old Poems)
For we could know & face the truth,
O, teacher, gave you that insight.

You taught not only read &write,
But how to work at book of life.

Lost child on sea shore,you got hold ,
And made worth while human life.

Whenever in fix I think of you,
Your words always provide some clue,

As guide, you shade me all my way,
And how to separate wrong &and right.

Unbound the chains & opened door ,
To find the treasure of world lore ,

Crops, ever more once you sowed the seeds,
I owe you wisdom love & light.

For we could know & face the truth,
O, teacher, gave you that insight.
-- Pratibha Saksena

Dhriatashtra can't see - from Old Poems


Dhritrashtra can't see ,and weapons are free ,
The ideals impotent ,barbarians free .
Where logic is sin ,all new thoughts crime ,
Many thousand years thrown  in dust bin ,
Where womanhood is crushed with only disdain ,
Are those human ,are they really sane ?
Where malice to lead , good faith to bury ,
When ethics powerless , what then to decree ?,
They suppose they are merited ,all else sinners ,
Only their accordance decides and adhers .
Imprisioned humanity , and throwing away keys ,
They are growing on crops and crops of zombies .
And Dhritrashtra can''t see the hatred is free ,
He inquires, accuses ,waiting further more to be.
He  only observes and condemns what''s done .

Only avoiding and shuning the action.
Finally he will shout and cry and curse ,
When nothing be left that might reimburse.
All culture ,creation in wilderness cry -
 'They only to live ,and all else to die ?',
 Pratibha Saksena .

*Dhritshtra - The blind king ,father of the Kauravas ,whose policy of watching injustice silently,resulted in the destructive Indian war of Mahabharata .

The word meaning is -One who is in charge of maintaining law and order in the nation .

Monday, January 3, 2011

Woman &Childhood .(From old poems)

You can feel fragrance of smiles ,she is child ,

She is growing and glowing in hues so mild .

A candle in mist ,a bliss for sight .

Then makes a heaven of home ,her site .
And childhood jumps and clings to her lap.

In womanhood childhood there's no gap.

But time goes on ,she gains grey hair ,

This part of nature ,though ,not fair .
Great grand ma nature,never gets old ,

And this injustice never been told --

Great great grand ma ever fresh n 'green ,

And this grand mother never has been .
Comes childhood dancing around ,surrounds .

Her content pleasure ,knows no bounds .

She sings lull-a-by ,her grey hair dance

She looks not grown up ,as if in trance .
She holds the age old magic -wand ,

To take grandchildren to dream-land .

They grow up come in next stage ,

She takes long leap for infant age .

- Pratibha saksena