Tag Archives: Mother

We all miss our childhood. That carefree time of fun without worries never returns. We are for ever stuck with the grown up world of endless worries, apprehensions and ambitions. Here is a very famous poem of Subhadra Kumari Chauhan about that lovely childhood –Rajiv Krishna Saxena मेरा नया बचपन …

A middle-aged son Guddan, who could not reach at the time of mother’s death, writes a letter to her. It is so personal, private and emotional that it moves all readers. This is an excerpt from the poem of the well known poet Ashok Vajpai Ji. Rjiv Krishna Saxena दिवंगत …

Nida Fazli’s poems are amazingly close to real life. Here is a portrait of mother that many would identify as their own. ∼ Rajiv Krishna Saxena खट्टी चटनी जैसी माँ बेसन की सोंधी रोटी पर खट्टी चटनी जैसी माँ याद आती है चौका–बासन चिमटा, फुकनी – जैसी माँ! बान की …

Rashmirathi is quite a phenomenon in the world of Hindi poetry. Here is another excerpt from third chapter. Lord Krishna had failed to convince Duryodhana to avoid the war. Duryodhana had refused to give any thing back to Pandavas and Krishna had left after declaring that a war in now …

[learn_more caption=”Introduction: See more”]I recently read this poem in a Whatsapp group and these lines seem to have come directly from the heart of current generation young adults in corporate rat race. Facebook group ‘Wordgasm by ScoopWhoop’. – Rajiv Krishna Saxena[/learn_more] बचपन ही अच्छा था पूरी स्कूल लइफ में सुबह˗सुबह …

Matrbhasha (mother tongue) is closest to our hearts. Here is such a lovely poem that only Anamika Ji can write. She is so close to things that are closest to our hearts and are difficult to talk about and express. Hats off to her! Rajiv Krishna Saxena मातृभाषा छुट्टी के …

A married daughter full of pleasant memories of a carefree childhood returns after a long time to her parent’s village home. Contrary to her mental image, she finds that the house is now full of tensions, ego clashes and frictions… Here is a touching poem by Amarnath Shrivastava – Rajiv …

Here is a lovely poem about a family missing their son that many readers may identify with. Poem is written by the son (Bhawani) who left home for studies / work. Here on a rainy day, Bhawani sorely misses home and imagines how his father, mother, brothers ands sisters too …

Dear readers, my mother Dr. Veerbala who was my inspiration and a great help in the editorial work for Geeta-Kavita, is no more. She was 79 years old but remained alert and intellectually active till her end came on Monday the 9th August 2010. The only sister of the famous …

When a child is young, his/her universe begins and ends in mother. Here is a simple and lovely poem from a child to her mother, written by Sumitranandan Pant. Rajiv Krishna Saxena मैं सबसे छोटी होऊं मैं सबसे छोटी होऊँ तेरी गोदी में सोऊँ तेरा आँचल पकड़-पकड़कर फिरू सदा माँ …