Here is a famous poem of Bhawani Prasad Mishra Ji. There is not much tradition of storytelling in modern Hindi poetry, but this is an exception. The old and abandoned old forte that has now been taken over by the Nature, has a story to tell. I recall that Akashvani …

In view of the recent crusade of Anna Hazare against corruption, this poem about the power of masses becomes a must-read. Dinkar Ji wrote this beautiful poem when India became a Republic on Jan 26, 1950. India’s population was 33 Crores that time. From now on, it would be the …

I recently visited Jhansi and as I am a great admirer or Rani Laxmibai, I went to see her palace, Jhansi Fort and museum. In the museum, I found a very nice poetry book related to the first freedom fight of 1857. In this book I found a truly remarkable …

In mid 1500s Akbar the Mughal emperor of India, in his bid to consolidate his empire, had entered into agreements with Rajput kingdoms except that of Mewar. Maharana Pratap of Mewar was defiant and did not want to lose his independence. Frustrated Akbar sent his massive army led by Mansingh …

I feel amazed at the resilience of the common Indians. We see how they suffer calamities and then catch the straws of life and start all over again. Be it floods, draughts, earthquakes or terrorism, they are back on their feet in no time. One truly wonders where that internal …

A child would love to drive a flying car! Here is a poem for kids.   Illustration is by me too.  Rajiv Krishna Saxena मेरी मोटर है कुछ ऐसी नहीं दूसरी इसके जैसी यह तो आसमान में उड़ती  इधर उधर चाहे तो मुड़ती बड़े मजे से इसे चलाता बादल के ऊपर …

You have reached the peak of career and life is taking you places. You have accomplished what ever is worthwhile in life and a loving family surrounds you. Yet, that first love in the life long bygone though, still haunts you. When all is quiet around, that face silently emerges …

This is a very famous poem of Harivansh Rai Bachchan. We know nothing about where we go after death. The poet here expresses his apprehensions about the unfamiliar turf where one would find himself after the death and looks with a certain degree of nostalgia, about the familiarity of this …

This poem belongs to an era of 1950s. Boys and girls did not meet freely and a feminine mystique existed in the eyes of young boys. There were many attempts at getting near a girl, but most ended without any consequence. Castles were made in air and got demolished all …

What a lovely poem this is. Subtle humor mixed with lots of pain of a poet who sees commercialization of poetry all around him. I heard it about 60 years ago being recited by Bhawani Prasad ji himself and it left a deep impression- Rajiv K. Saxena गीत फरोश जी …