English Literature – Poetry ☆ Endured anguish ☆ Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

ravin Raghuvanshi, NM

(We are extremely thankful to Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji for sharing his literary and artworks with e-abhivyakti. An alumnus of IIM Ahmedabad, Capt. Pravin has served the country at national as well international level in various fronts. Presently, working as Senior Advisor, C-DAC in Artificial Intelligence and HPC Group; and involved in various national-level projects.

We present an English Version of Shri Sanjay Bhardwaj’s Hindi Poetry “वेदनाएं ” published previously as ☆ संजय दृष्टि – वेदनाएं ☆ We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages) for this beautiful translation.)

☆ Endured anguish ☆

Smelted constantly

in ceaseless inferno,

Amalgamated everyday

in the virulent acid

Endured anguish of

the gory bloodshed…

Ever inflicting carnage

Mutilated sensibilities…

Shell-shocked are they

on my stark silence

instead of expected

hysterical cachinnations

How ruefully are

they unfamiliar

with the process

of making gold…!

© Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

Weekly column ☆ Poetic World of Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra # 30 – Heights ☆ Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra

Ms Neelam Saxena Chandra

(Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra ji is a well-known author. She has been honoured with many international/national/ regional level awards. We are extremely thankful to Ms. Neelam ji for permitting us to share her excellent poems with our readers. We will be sharing her poems on every Thursday. Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra ji is an Additional Divisional Railway Manager, Indian Railways, Pune Division. Her beloved genre is poetry. Today we present her poem “Heights”. This poem is from her book “The Frozen Evenings”.)

☆ Weekly column ☆ Poetic World of Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra # 30☆

☆ Heights ☆

For heights if you aspire

If high goals are your desire

It is only hard work, toil and perspiration

Which will carve out way for your destination.

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English Literature – Poetry ☆ Epidemic or Pandemic ☆ Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

(We are extremely thankful to Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji for sharing his literary and artworks with e-abhivyakti. An alumnus of IIM Ahmedabad, Capt. Pravin has served the country at national as well international level in various fronts. Presently, working as Senior Advisor, C-DAC in Artificial Intelligence and HPC Group; and involved in various national-level projects.

Please read an English Version of my Hindi Poem “विश्वमारी या महामारी” published previously as ☆ विश्वमारी या महामारी ☆ . I extend my heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi J for this beautiful translation. Captain Pravin Raghuwanshi ji is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages.)

☆ English Version of Poem of Hemant Bawankar ☆

☆ Epidemic or Pandemic – by Captain Pravin Raghuwanshi ☆

You can call me by any name

Epidemic or pandemic

Natural disaster or man-made conspiracy

But in the end, you will

only lose…

Agreed that

I’m a natural disaster,

You saw my cool-and-calm composure

And sometimes,

the catastrophic ones too,

However much I tried

to scare you

Through,

Cyclones

Earthquakes and landslides;

From the

Ozone hole to

Global warming

From the

Climate change

To countless other

representational signs…

But,

You did not mend your ways,

Let’s agree now that

It’s a man made conspiracy…

You are the one

solely responsible for catastrophe

You messed up

Not only with me

But,

With the entire humanity…

I gave you

The whole mortal world,

the entire universe

And, above all

Rare human birth…

Beautiful natural locales,

Winter, Spring, Autumn, Summer and Monsoon seasons;

Lush green forests filled with

Flora fauna and myriad reptiles

Blissful enchanting waterfalls

Golden sandy beaches

And plentiful natural bounties

and many more priceless gifts…

Whom you could have enjoyed blissfully…

But, Alas!

Again, you didn’t agree

Instead of the serene picturesque nature

You chose the ‘Global village’

But, forgot the principle of

‘Vasudhaiva Kutumbakam’ –the world is one family concept…

Based on apartheid, religion and racism,

You fractured the humanity

into several pieces…

You preferred

battles, wars and World-Wars…

You played politics of becoming superpower

Messed up with the environment

Made the reptiles and animals your diet,

Created destructive biological weapons,

Replaced peace with violence

Spread hatred instead of love

You prioritized the power-politics of:

Domination and demolition

Gas chambers and concentration camps

Hiroshima-Nagasaki and Bhopal Gas Tragedy,

Which bear silent testimony

of your atrocities

You forgot

How many foeticide did you commit

How many innocent children and humans

were subjected to

starvation, epidemics, diseases

and victims of hate violence…

every second, poignantly…

Hope good sense prevails now, and

You stop the evil chase

of power supremacy

And, dedicate your life for the

upliftment of humanity

Provide two square meals

to the deprived ones,

Make hospitals to extend love and care

to the sick and geriatrics…

You can call me by any name

Epidemic or pandemic

Natural disaster or man-made conspiracy

But the loser in the end,

will be you and only you…

Today when I’m showing you the mirror

You’re mortally scared

Hiding in your homes

Get up, awaken now

Fight me bravely, Take me head on

For, it’s question of survival of your own species

To whom you are solely responsible

You still have a chance

Follow the laws of nature

Save the environment

Rise above apartheid,

religion and casteism

Love the humanity and

brotherhood of man…

If not for yourself

Then, at least,

for your generations,

of which you are

representative like me…

And, critically for

your future generations

Which is your responsibility…

This beautiful loving

nature is a gift

To you

To your future generations

To the humanity per se,

But mind you,

Time is running out…

© Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

English Literature – Poetry ☆ World Poetry Day – Yes, you are the Witness ☆ Ms. Swapna Amrutkar

Ms. Swapna Amrutkar

(We are extremely thankful to young poetess Ms. Swapna Amrutkar for sharing her literary work with e-abhivyakti. Today we present her special poem Yes, you are the Witness on the eve of World Poetry Day. )

☆ World Poetry Day – Yes, you are the Witness ☆

Feelings are floating

Like a silent river

With fair and unfair

Every new thought deeper, 1

Yes, you are the witness

Some emotions overflow

May heart beats squeezes

Some incident happened

& seasonal memories breezes, 2

Yes, you are the witness

Life changes in a second

Unknowingly hard time comes

My words becoming my weapon

And Poems becomes realities, 3

Yes, you are the witness

At every turning point of life

I follow my Index finger

You became my sharing box

And friends are Pen and Paper, 4

Yes, you are the witness

© Swapna Amrutkar, Pune

Weekly column ☆ Poetic World of Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra # 29 – Half ☆ Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra

Ms Neelam Saxena Chandra

(Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra ji is a well-known author. She has been honoured with many international/national/ regional level awards. We are extremely thankful to Ms. Neelam ji for permitting us to share her excellent poems with our readers. We will be sharing her poems on every Thursday. Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra ji is an Additional Divisional Railway Manager, Indian Railways, Pune Division. Her beloved genre is poetry. Today we present her poem “Half”. This poem is from her book “The Frozen Evenings”.)

☆ Weekly column ☆ Poetic World of Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra # 29☆

☆ Half ☆

The frozen evening is buckling her thoughts,

Long emptiness covers the eyelids-

She is afraid to leave it open,

Lest it attack the world with a vengeance,

And if she closes it,

The void powerfully sucks her body,

Fragmenting her into pieces!

She leaves it half-open,

Doing everything partly is the fad of the era;

Words you wish to snarl

Lose their velocity as they glue to your lips,

You dare not let them be free for fear of reactions,

Nor do you let them remain within for the hurt they cause,

And they voicelessly stutter on the pink edges…

Following the trend has only been an easy option,

Only she doesn’t know what to do with the swollen heart

That has accumulated emotions all around!

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English Literature – Poetry ☆ Courage ☆ Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

(We are extremely thankful to Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji for sharing his literary and artworks with e-abhivyakti. An alumnus of IIM Ahmedabad, Capt. Pravin has served the country at national as well international level in various fronts. Presently, working as Senior Advisor, C-DAC in Artificial Intelligence and HPC Group; and involved in various national-level projects.

We present an English Version of Shri Sanjay Bhardwaj’s Hindi Poetry “ हौसला ” published today as ☆ संजय दृष्टि – हौसला ☆ We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages) for this beautiful translation.)

☆ English Version of Poem of Shri Sanjay Bhardwaj ☆

☆ Courage – by Captain Pravin Raghuwanshi ☆

I asked my sorrows

Are you infinite?

Fear enveloped,

in their eyes…

Astonished

I looked around;

Behind me

Was standing

my courage…!

© Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

English Literature ☆ Weekly Column – Abhivyakti # 11 ☆ An innocent baby/Lesson to humanity ☆ Hemant Bawankar

Hemant Bawankar

(All of the literature written by me was for self satisfaction. Now I started sharing them with you all. Every person has two characters. One is visible and another is invisible. This poem shows us mirror. Today, I present my poem ‘An innocent baby/Lesson to humanity ’.)

My introduction is available on following links.

☆ Weekly Column – Abhivyakti # 11 ☆

☆ An innocent baby/Lesson to humanity ☆

An innocent baby girl

in my neighbourhood

suddenly reminds me:

my daughter’s childhood.

Whenever she comes

to our home

suddenly she enthrall us

she fills our heart

with unlimited energy.

Her crawling on knees

in the house

suddenly reminds us

our kids’ childhood

and

we are forced

for crawling

on knees

with her.

Her innocent

crawling

towards us

in our arms

on our lap

claims her right

unknowingly

reminds us

her relations

our debts

of previous life.

Her childlike activities

her laughter

her obstinacy

and

above all

her pure heart

as of almighty God

suddenly compels and inspires us

to shower

the blessings on her

she may flourish

she may grow well

however,

her heart must be pure

as it is today.

She does not know

this world

the ups and downs

black and white

man and woman

race and religion

rich and poor

composite culture.

Suddenly I recall the story

‘Kabuliwala’*.

I am afraid.

She will certainly

forget us

when she will grow old

and

for this

you all will be answerable

you all will be responsible.

‘You’

you – the society

you – the contractor of the society

you – the contractor of the religion

you – the media

and

perhaps to some extent

me too

I – the present

I – the mirror

I – the humanity

I – who could not fight

with you.

However,

I will play

my role of humanity

and

from time to time

I will show you

the mirror

so that

you will not dare

to toss a pebble

on our calm river

of the great composite culture.

Nothing is impossible

if you can keep

your heart clean,

as the heart of

an innocent baby girl

in my neighbourhood.

* Rabindranath Tagore’s famous tale “Kabuliwala

English Literature – Poetry ☆ Rehabilitation ☆ Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

(We are extremely thankful to Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji for sharing his literary and artworks with e-abhivyakti. An alumnus of IIM Ahmedabad, Capt. Pravin has served the country at national as well international level in various fronts. Presently, working as Senior Advisor, C-DAC in Artificial Intelligence and HPC Group; and involved in various national-level projects.

We present an English Version of Shri Sanjay Bhardwaj’s Hindi Poetry “ पुनर्वास ” published today as ☆ संजय दृष्टि – पुनर्वास ☆ We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages) for this beautiful translation.)

☆ English Version of Poem of Shri Sanjay Bhardwaj ☆

☆ Rehabilitation – by Captain Pravin Raghuwanshi ☆

Seeing the huge board:

‘Authors Rehabilitation Board’,

I uncontrollably

burst into laughters,

How can one discuss about

the rehabilitation of those

Who have never been settled!

English Literature – Poetry ☆ Festival ☆ Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi, NM

(We are extremely thankful to Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji for sharing his literary and artworks with e-abhivyakti. An alumnus of IIM Ahmedabad, Capt. Pravin has served the country at national as well international level in various fronts. Presently, working as Senior Advisor, C-DAC in Artificial Intelligence and HPC Group; and involved in various national-level projects.

We present an English Version of Shri Sanjay Bhardwaj’s Hindi Poetry “त्यौहार” published today as ☆ संजय दृष्टि – त्यौहार ☆ We extend our heartiest thanks to the learned author Captain Pravin Raghuvanshi Ji (who is very well conversant with Hindi, Sanskrit, English and Urdu languages) for this beautiful translation.)

☆ English Version of Poem of Shri Sanjay Bhardwaj ☆

☆ Fesival – by Captain Pravin Raghuwanshi ☆

Roads surrounded with

Riot control team vehicles,

Rapid Action Force jawans,

Flag marching alertly,

Police examining the

vehicle papers,

Habitually adept with

impending scenario

Familiar yet ominous smell

prevailing all-over…

Looks like,

some festival

is going to come

Weekly column ☆ Poetic World of Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra # 28 – Growing up ☆ Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra

Ms Neelam Saxena Chandra

(Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra ji is a well-known author. She has been honoured with many international/national/ regional level awards. We are extremely thankful to Ms. Neelam ji for permitting us to share her excellent poems with our readers. We will be sharing her poems on every Thursday. Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra ji is an Additional Divisional Railway Manager, Indian Railways, Pune Division. Her beloved genre is poetry. Today we present her poem “Growing up”. This poem is from her book “The Frozen Evenings”.)

☆ Weekly column ☆ Poetic World of Ms. Neelam Saxena Chandra # 28☆

☆ Growing up ☆

I need to grow up.

My body needs to stoop,

My hair needs to grey,

My hairlines need to recede,

My veins need to come out

From the back of my hands,

My feet need to tremble

While walking,

My skin needs dryness

That refuses the moisturiser;

But more than that

I need to learn

To let go.

Yes,

I need to grow up!

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