DR. RAM SHARMA`S POEMS

CHILDHOOD MEMORIES
BY DR. RAM SHARMA
C-26, SHRADHAPURI PHASE2, KANKERKHERA, MEERUT, U.P., INDIA-250001
I still remember my childhood,
Love, affection and chide of my mother,
Weeping in a false manner,
Playing in the moonlight,
Struggles with cousins and companions,
Psuedo-chide of my father,
I still have everything with me,
But i miss,
Those childhood memories

2 OCTOPUS
Man has become octopus,
entangled in his own clutches,
fallen from sky to earth,
new foundation was made,
of rituals, customs and manners,
tried to come out of the clutches,
but not
waiting for doom`s day


YEARS
Years,
passed,
of this century,
in the hope,
era has changed,
to see something new,
perhaps,
everything will be changed,
but what happens with thinking,
do something positive
it will take years,
to build



COMPLAIN
I am tired,
of callling,
i am finding none,
to come with me,
none is hearing me,
hearts have been locked,
windows of ears have been closed,
its my fate,
pain is my destiny,
i have no complain,
towards anyone


WOUNDS
I want to forget everything,
dropping wounds,flowing tears,
hunger,despair and sting of poverty,
wall of discrimination,
i want to forget this,
but people wants,
not to heal this,
my efforts have become useless,
my wounds are still live


O! ROSE
O! rose,
you,
left thorns,
in my orchard,
i am bleeding,
my orchard has no fragrance,
still now,
many plants grew,
but weather is not favourable,
greenary has lost,
trees are cut,
belief no more,
system crushed,
orchard has become desert


HOPES
The faces of hopes,
have become dim,
greenery has disappeared,
like ghosts,
the shades have become mirage,
skyscrappers are creating tensions,
green colour is our reliever,
we hope to save this greenery


LORD GANESHA
Destroyer of men`s obstacles,
beginners of every auspicious work,
lover of modakas[ sweets],
ardent obedient to his father,
having the trunk of an elephant,
a transplantation of the head of an elephant,
driver of mouse-van,
save us from all hurdles, all obstacles
ANGER
Anger,
is like,
having a burning coal,
in his hands,
and burning himself,
it is a volcano,
destroys all the limbs,
it is an earthquake,
that shakes itself,
it is a bomb-blast,
that blasts its own body,
it is a bullet that kills himself,
drive away anger
USE OF
What is the use of,
hiding the miseries,
what is the use of,
smiling,
relations are very fragile,
what is the use of,
testing them,
the thirst of the earth can`t be quenched,
what is the use of,
bloodshed,

BURNING DREAM
I am burning dream,
of your eyes,
i am cold scorching ,
of the moon,
you have forgotten,
which by burning to ashes,
i am that dream,

PROGRESS
Propaganding of skills,
creating useless thrills,
destroying the image of others,
accumulating the maximum opportunity,
showing the maximum generosity,
at the cost of others,
climbing step by step on the heads of others,
naked play of money,
partition and bargaining of honey,
always for their sake,
this progress is fake,
this is retrogress


SPRING FEVER
The nature has dressed green saree,
white, red, yellow coloured flowers,
have made its border,
the cuckoo is singing in the trees,
all these are welcoming the spring,
All are praying goddess Sarawati,
all have sung auspicious songs,
the noise of birds, the naughtiness of wind,
all have come to welcome spring,
new zeal, new weather, new environment,
we welcome you o! spring

DARKNESS
How beautiful are eyes,
but they have no light,
how many rivers have dried,
in the heart of desert,
you can see everything,
you can recognise everything,
but why this darkness was in your fate,
the light of eyes denied,
what kind of punishment it is?
but don`t loose heart,
don`t off the light of your insight,
don`t go away from the battlefield,
of life
open the eyes of your mind


DARKNESS IN STREETS
Dakness is hovering in streets,
how can i get brightness,
how are persons of two faces,
chilhood is burdened with tons,
no one is to support here,
every country is terrorised,
humanity is moaning now,
devils are prospering


HAVE PATIENCE
This darkness will disappear,
have patience,
after all the sun will rise,
have patience,
this destruction will stop,
have patience,
Lord Buddha will emerge once again,
have patience,
Lord Krishna is coming,
to create the symphony of love by his flute,

PRIEST OF LABOUR
The farmer,
sows,
the drops of sweats,
with seeds in the fields,
seeds germinate with labour,
whether it is a farmer or a labourer,
every one is priest of labour,
but today we are going away from labour,
we are searching short cuts,
without labour,
without labour
man is not man


WORLD OF IMAGINATION
Where has gone that world?
of my imagination,
where has gone the compassion,
which was among mankind,
where has gone that society?
which had love and love only,
in place of hatred, jealousy and malice,
where has gone that people?
who dedicated themselves to the society,
will this world of my imagination,?
return again
when the people,
will recognise their humanity the


VIVACITY
You are vivacious,
like the flowing river,
my life is controlled,
like a dam,
you are homogenious,
mingle many streams within you,
but i am infinite sea,
but provide me patience,
to control the speed of the anger,
otherwise there would be destructionmselves


EVERYTHING IS THERE
Why do you feel defeated,?
why are you sitting in the way?
the path is difficult,
but life is there,
don`t remain in the dark tunnel,
of disappointment,
one spark is there,
don`t worry, if this sea of life,
is polluted,
one pearl of love is there


FIGHT WITH MIGHT
The night is dark,
but day is bright,
look! both have got ,
a very lovely sight,
Deep inside us goes on a fight,
constantly between dark and light,
should never darkness let to reign the domain,
let us fight with might

LET US FIGHT WITH TERRORISM


ONLY MINE
My heart is restless for your embrace,
i`ll take you in my palace,
i can challenge the world and time,
i`m sure you are but only mine,

A young lady rocks in my vision,
her face throws me away in illusion
she comes to me from high skies,
bears love and pain in her eyes,

Her cheeks are comely and smile is sober,
she can be crazy but her beauty never,
though her eyes bear a star`s bright glow,
it ensures her love but it`s too slow

Many a times she has put me to test,
never gave me a single moment to rest,
she tries to cool my burning desires,
hey! i`m not water but a ball of fire


TEARS
When the tears flow from eyes,
these say many things ,
the heart faces the hurt,
but why do the tears flow from eyes?
suddenly when we get the happiness,
the stream of tears start flowing,
when everyone departs,
these tears remain with us,
in difficult times


WHAT ARE YOU?
I go on thinking usually,
afterall what are you?
perhaps you are a song of the poet,
or you are lotus in the lake,
i keepin on thinking gazing the stars,
as much i think about you,
i drown in the sea of memories,
are you the fragrant summer eve ?
or the first sunshine after showers,
the much i thought about you,
the more i got you

I AM
What am i ?
body or soul,
or an ego,
haelth or wealth,
name and fame,
post and chair,
if we delete i from these,
what will remain then,
pure existence,
reality, bliss and the eternal destination,
where one wants to reach

MASTER
What is,
in the ownership,
of limitless treasures,
when he doesn`t have,
morality, love and compassion,
pity, patience and bravery,
without these things,
he is like a tree,
without roots,
which neither provide,
shade and shelter to birds,
nor fruits to eat,
what`s the use,
of becoming master of these things


GANGA MAIYYA
O! the daughter of great Himalaya,
i salute you Ganga Maiyya,
you the provider of life to everyone,
you the symbol of belief of everyone,
you are flowing through stones and hills,
your glory is immortal,
throughout the ages,
How beautiful you are?
you are telling the tale,
of immortal glory,
your water remains pure throughout the ages,
your thoughts are immortal and divine,
we get solace near your banks,
people gets heaven who dies near you,
o ! Ganga Maiyya, i salute you

TEACHINGS OF BHAGVAD GITA
Gita uttered from the divine mouth of God,
it is really sea in nutshell,
it is easy and free flowing,
it is spring in autumn,
it is like dark clouds of rain in desert,
it is provider of Moksha,
it blesses like mother,
it tells us easy way,
to do our duty,
but reward shouldn`t be our concern,
this is the teaching of Bhagvad Gita


YOU WILL GO ALONE
You wil not accompany you,
you will go alone,
your palaces , your cars,
your body upon which you showed pride,
you thought yourself immortal,
you will roll in dust,
this world is like changing colours,
what will you get in this world ?
all relations are false,
these are illusions of love,
one thing is certain,
you will go alone