Life Is

life is cricket
I bat on the pitch
everyone else in the field
trying to out me

life is road
goes to a destination
that is unknown

life is ape
always dances
jumps from one
to other branches

life is music
sings the melody
of incidents and
stories

life is wheel

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Tendulkar's 100th Ton

My father gave a chocolate
when I walked hundred steps
In eighth standard, in maths
I got hundred out of hundred.

The hundred meant me more
When I watched Tendulkar,
hitting his hundredth century
after previous, waiting almost a year.

Delighted every spectator
watching the great cricketer,
either in the ground or television
hitting historic hundredth ton.

Since last ton hit in March last
waited eagerly every fan and sportsman
March 16 of twelve was set
to witness that great moment.

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Poor villager

Though god has given some good things
but deprived from most civic facilities.
Can't have good school and hospital
to get employment least opportunity.

No access to technological development
roads and transport quality very poor.
Half of government budget for projects
simply becomes corruption's devour.

Natural resources are captured by rich
social resources by bureau- political people.
Legal system is petite before politicians
system is succumbed before influential.

In under developed countries, the villager's
meagre earning and poor living condition
looks they're waiting in halfway houses
yet to begin process of social integration.

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Snail

We already know snails are very slow
Reason behind, they carry along adobe;
placed on their back.

Blessed are many birds and small animals
can get easy food the snail's predators;
by virtue of being slow.

Can't run faster than enemies to defend,
so prefer to live in the shells, hidden;
but alas! enemies break.

Sometimes dogs and cats kill just playing,
snails can't do anything except praying;
defend by body colouring.

Not only animals, human too is great threat,
capture for own food millions of them;
thinking delicious and appetizer.

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Who Made Hell?

Who made hell
God has made the earth an other heaven
Beautiful land, mountain, rivers and ocean
Wonderful creatures, plants, birds, animals,
Day and night, air; to subsist lot of materials.

He created human, to protect this heaven,
Then why human is perturbing his creation?
Why he is making weapon, gun and canon?
Why creating hatred and killing the human?

To show power, forces others to succumb,
To fill own desire make few of them numb,
For own pleaser causes others to suffer,
For own richness he grabs wealth of others?

To answer the profound question, can you tell
It was a heaven, who made the earth hell?

(c) S.D. Tiwari

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Address of God

God is generator operator destroyer.
Can create whatever he desires.
Can place things anywhere he likes
The mind of god is open as sky.

God lives in my heart, in your heart
Here to heaven he exists every where.
To see him one has to peep into
or open his heart keep exposed to.

Things may die but god never dies
by his wrath every thing destroys.
He owns each particle of universe
to protect them deputed the creatures.

He can fulfill wishes if we truly pray.
If they play mischief he will take away
Most great thing he did is, made heart
put in our body, made it own address

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My First Fishing Day

I decided to out with dad to river that day
It was a sunny day of summer Sunday.
I had not fished before, thought I would
Held rod in my hand, got ready to pull..

Luckily, I enjoyed paddling around in
It was choppy weather so tough boating.
It was difficult to paddle, as much windier
Our Sandwiches were blown into the river.

To eat those, fishes gathered around
Variety of type, colour, size I found.
Was lost in watching their beauty and play,
Got happy in eating feast, easily got, they.

Missed video snaps, as no camera I had
Spent nice time not a single fish could catch.
Decided to go again, only with camera and feed
this time I made video films, enjoyed indeed.

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18 Till Die

Glistening, dreaming eyes
lived today, hoped for future;
heart: full of winning spirit,
courage, craze and adventures.

Watching movies and sports,
listening music, eating fast food,
traveling, meeting to friends;
dancing at verge of adulthood.

Without fear of the criticism
can accept bigger challenges;
Filled with energy and enthusiasm
this is age of the cutting edge.

At my eighteen she met first,
our eyes aligned together;
Shot camera first time on her
and captured image for ever.

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Delhi Motorcyclists

Laden with bags on back
Delhi Motorcyclists make,
Four lane roads above eight,
Filling fully the whole track.

At stop signals, keep in front
Ahead of the line of stop;
Alert, as ready for bike race
And waiting for the pistol shot.

The busy road crossings
Look like bee hives.
As the green signal flashed
Humming bees fly.

Wherever space is there,
Filled by zigzag driving.
Keeping other drivers attentive
Suddenly in front arriving.

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The idiot box

The idiot box progressed in idiotic way
done so long journey just in few decades.
black and white to colour of sizes varied
analogue to digital, CRT to Plasma,
LCD and LED;
high resolution, PIP, HDD and three D
going smart every day
don't know the future, where journey will end.

One hand shrink the world together
dividing us in classes on other-
children, ladies, cookery, sports, realty;
placing extra load on brain and eyes.
One way help learning, entertain, news, current events
other get in way of explore, play and social interact.

Whatever may be, pierced so deep in life
became immense companion;
one cannot live without a TV though
without a friend or wife, we can.

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