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Mahendra Bhatnagar

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Gwalior, MP, India

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WITH FLAGS OF PEACE

by

Mahendra Bhatnagar


No matter how vigorous
The drum-beat of war may be
We shall hold fast
The banner of peace aloft!
And the suppression of the voice of peace
We shall not allow!
From the dawn of history
We have faith in peace and humanity,
Gautam and Gandhi are dearest to our hearts!

Molesting anyone is sin for us,
We come not in any body's way
Quarrels we do not pick,
World friendship and mutual love
Is our message eternal,
For the tormented and destructed world!

Our hands will uplift the down-trodden,
And we shall save
Millions of down-cast mute molested
Fear-stricken injured sisters
From the cruel clutches of the devils!

We love smiles of children innocent;
Alluring are the folk-songs of the shepherds and farmers!
We shall never let these songs of mirth
Turn into painful sighs and groans!
Nor let the smiles be blood-stained!
We pledge we shall never let the lightning
Crash on the innocent dreams of Resurgent Man!


WOMAN REBORN

by

Mahendra Bhatnagar


You aren't a purse-purchased commodity of man,
Nor are you the soulless slave girl,
The brainless hand-maid and the lifeless doll.

No longer are you the age-old
Down-trodden footwear of man,
Not a source of pleasure and pastime any more
Frailty is not thy name.

A bed of roses you desire not.
Nor are you caught in the whirl-pool any more
But banks distant you adorn now.

No longer shall injustice crush you,
New power and zeal of the time is with you;
Your hands are now free from chains;
Prison social or personal confines you not,
Nor does man dominate your mind and body
That you submit to his whims
And utter not a complaint even by chance.

On behalf of the youths millions of the world
I speak, not as your lord, but as a friend;
I simply wish to bind you
With bonds silken of eternal love!

PRAYER

by

Mahendra Bhatnagar


Bestow melancholy,
grant derision of defeat,
confer morbid hopelessness,
but
do not take away
the hope of triumph!
Do not smother the whiffs of dawn!
With the prop of newfangled aspirations
we shall drag on with the dismal life
the life of deficiencies!
Let there be betrayal,
let disloyalty haunt us
at every amorous step,
bequeath faithlessness, endless like the mirage,
but do not still the songs on lips!
Do not rub out the moving music
from the dulcet throat!

On this planet earth
imbued with the sensibility of faith,
indulging in fancies
we shall while away
our listless youth!

We shall live through every wet monsoon
and spend our dreary, lonely life!

WINTER

by

Mahendra Bhatnagar


Wet and heavy is the night,
And far away is sleep!

A deep murkiness is all around,
And a long way off is the crimson morning,
All sounds are still,
At such a time, why are you silent,
Do share a secret with me!

The fog rains quietly,
Cooled has been the sky's heat,
Silently meet the earth and sky,
At such a moment be with me,
Or else, the cold body will shiver!

Only the silence reigns
Trees sway beyond the fields,
Unexpectedly do the doors rattle,
Do not open the window and peep out,
There is intoxicating wind lies in wait!

WINTER-WET

by

Mahendra Bhatnagar


Slowly descended
The dew-drops
All through the night!
An ice-cold silence
Shields the sleeping earth,
On leaves and flowers danced
The love-puppet night,
The artist mist
Constructed a canopied dwelling!

Here, there and everywhere,
Like scattered diamonds are drops of
water,
Stealthily prowl about
The gusts of wind,
Like a guard
Woke the waterfall ringing!

Lively is the gathering
Presided over by the night,
Her lover tightly held in her arms,
Wakes and sleeps the beloved,
Hidden somewhere
Is the frightened dawn !

WINTER-WET

by

Mahendra Bhatnagar


Slowly descended
The dew-drops
All through the night!
An ice-cold silence
Shields the sleeping earth,
On leaves and flowers danced
The love-puppet night,
The artist mist
Constructed a canopied dwelling!

Here, there and everywhere,
Like scattered diamonds are drops of
water,
Stealthily prowl about
The gusts of wind,
Like a guard
Woke the waterfall ringing!

Lively is the gathering
Presided over by the night,
Her lover tightly held in her arms,
Wakes and sleeps the beloved,
Hidden somewhere
Is the frightened dawn !

THE BLESSEDNESS OF MAN

by

Mahendra Bhatnagar


A glamorous marriage procession life is
For the man having love as God's gift,
Lucky is he; for him alone there is
Spring in nature; rains in the world!