My poems

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Monday, June 3, 2013

Vo Humse Pyar Kyu Karte Hain











Na jaane vo humse itna pyar kyu karte hain,
Hamari baato par vo aitebar kyu karte hain.

Shyad ankho main kuch sapne liye,
Humse pyar jitane ka intazaar karte hain.

Hum se baat na hone pe,
pareshan se pagal se vo dikhte hain.

Na jaane kabse hum unke dil main sama gaye,
Yeah ahsas vo  mujhe dilane ki koshish karte hain.

Na jaane chupke sae vo mere dil main,
apni jagha bana gaye hain. 

Inkar kare, ya Ikrar kare,
kaisi duvidha mai hum aa gaye hain.

Shikwa shikayat hum kaise or kise kare
Yeah to bus dil ki baate hain.

Aysas hai humare raste hai alag,
Kintu paruntu mai hum atak gaye hain.

Yeah to pyar ki kefiyat hai
hawa ki meethi meethi laher hain.

Chupke se dhire se inhe bahane do
Duniya ki nazar na lage jaye kahin.  

renukakkar 3.3.2013
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Friday, December 14, 2012

Christmas Fragrance in the Air

Christmas fragrance is in the air


Christmas fragrance is in the air,

As Christmas time is very near.

Time to now to spread Christmas cheer,

Lend a helping hand or lend an ear.


I sit alone  by the Christmas tree
,All are asleep so here it is only me.
There is a strange stillness in the air,
I think about my life sitting here.
Remembering Christmas's of the past,
Wondering why they passed so fast.
Not many years ago a Child was I,
Presents of mine I would gleefully spy.
Now, my children are all grown,
I am thankful that today they are home.
Christmas will come and Christmas will go,
Real presents is having them by me so.
As one moves ahead with time you see,
Spreading kindness and love is indeed free.
A smile to light up a face that is sad,
will earn you a good deed it is said.
So Merry Christmas to all of you,
Do have a lovely time please do.
Do not forget your elderly folks,
Your love and affection is all they carve.
renukakkar14.12.2012
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Monday, October 8, 2012

Where love has gone




Stars shining up there so bright,
Please shine your cool white light.
Light up my  way in the dark night,
 that I reach my destination in sight.

My love comes down this street,
 Today after many days we will meet.
Please shine your light  indeed,
Stars do not disappoint me please.

Here she comes with flowers in her hair, 
I can see her from the street across here.
She awaits me besides the tree bare,
In the rain I see her stand and stare.

I must run to her though falling rain,
 Across the street I run but in vain.
I stand there and stare in pain,
She no longer stands by the lane. 

It was my imagination that I saw her,
 A year ago she died when a car hit her.
Awaiting me across the street there,
Like I see her besides the tree bare. 

During  the  Star lit nights,
I see her when I pass these streets.
But she vanishes from  my sight,
Leaving me searching throughout the night.
 renukakkar 5.10.2012
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Friday, October 5, 2012

Like a puppet on a string




Her life is like that of a toy puppet,
that dances as you pull its strings. 
Her wooden body encloses a heart,
It became wooden with time,it seems.

Her emotionless eyes hide her pain,
like her body they are so lifeless.
She moves and works without any aim,
moving through life as if in a daze.

Invisible strings attached to her back,
Invisible strings are attached to her arms.
She has a heart but willpower she lacks,
Like a piece of wood she has no charms.

She dreams that one day she'll be free,
Go away by cutting strings with a knife.
Free from here how would her life be,
A loving human heart free to love imbibe.

No more a life of immense drudgery,
She will be a free person in society.
To enjoy her rights of citizenry
bondage chains will be cut permanently.

Dreams are dreams and can never become,
one has to move to make them reality.
God helps those who help themselves,
otherwise remain stuck in your inevitability.
renukakkar 05.10.2012
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Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Why Fret??



Constantly I am pushed for time,
Never am I able to make it mine.
Worry not fear not, all is fine,
The soul tells me to bid my time.

I find myself always running,
From early morn to late evening.
Work is never ever finishing,
Numerous chores are left lying.

Were from does this voice come?
In my heart it seems to reside.
A voice that commands and soothes,
It seems to be a voice Divine.

It says, all these are immaterial things,
Do your best there is no binding.
Helpful nature is all that’s qualifying,
Praises/ medals you will be discarding.

A desire to stay is inherent in us,
But to stay is never possible, thus.
Perhaps to finish unfinished task,
God gives us a few months gap.

When time comes for you to move on,
The journey you commence will be alone.  
Before anyone knows you will be gone,
Everything will remain as if you’re still home.

Learn your lessons and learn them fast,
Soon time will be to pack up and go at last.
Our near and dear ones will remain just,
To heavenly realms the journey takes us.

renukakkar 23.7.2012
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Thursday, July 12, 2012

तुम्हें याद करते




तुम्हें याद करते यूंह वक्त गुज़रा 
इंतजार करते करते हो जाता अँधेरा   

अनमोल पल थे जो तुम संग बीताए    
नहीं भूलेंगे कोई आंधी क्यों न आए  

ज़िन्दगी  की रफ़्तार कभी नहीं थमती  
कोई आए कोई जाए कभी  नहीं थकती 

जीवन सिखाता है वक्त संग बदलना 
यादो को थामें हमें आगे है निकलना 

ऊंचायों को छूना है मुक्कदर हमारा 
हासिल करंगे जो साथ है तुम्हारा

renukakkar 12.7.2012
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Monday, June 4, 2012

The Inner Self





Each one of us 
Has a higher self 
A middle and lower self  
As well as an inner self 

The higher self we aspire to be 
The lower self is how far we fall 
The middle self is a mixed ball  
The inner self is really small 

The inner self is a place   
Where Ego does not gel 
A place where there is the you real 
And time is at a stand still 
  
Encased under coverings of Ego 
Is said to be the soul 
The soul is not new but very old 
Having passed stages and evolved 
  
The inner place is peaceful 
 People’s talks here have no value 
 It is you your belief and your values 
That marks your progress spiritual  
  
The place deep inside you 
Somewhere near your heart 
The peacefulness is so great 
Not found in any world's part  
  
We do not realize 
It is what Saints look for 
Throughout live what we all search for 
 Ultimate destination we are destined for 
  
renukakkar4.6.2012 
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