Wednesday
WORD STREAM: The Nest
WORD STREAM: The Nest: The Nest ************* With the rise of dawn, Flew a love-bird pair, And sat on a dead tree, Which stood in open air. A tiny leaf was peep...
WORD STREAM: The Nest
WORD STREAM: The Nest: The Nest ************* With the rise of dawn, Flew a love-bird pair, And sat on a dead tree, Which stood in open air. A tiny leaf was peep...
The Nest
The Nest
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With the rise of dawn,
Flew a love-bird pair,
And sat on a dead tree,
Which stood in open air.
A tiny leaf was peeping out,
life, emerging as the guest,
On the branch of that dead tree,
Love-bird started making nest.
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=keshav Dubey=
5-9-25
Thursday
WORD STREAM: Rainbow *************Rainbow colors come in life,...
WORD STREAM: Rainbow *************Rainbow colors come in life,...: Rainbow ************* Rainbow colors come in life, Like the hide and seek game, The time-wheel moves intact, Eternal white beam fades t...
Tuesday
WORD STREAM: Rainbow *************Rainbow colors come in life,...
WORD STREAM: Rainbow *************Rainbow colors come in life,...: Rainbow ************* Rainbow colors come in life, Like the hide and seek game, The time-wheel moves intact, Eternal white beam fades t...
Friday
WORD STREAM: The Mirror
WORD STREAM: The Mirror: The Mirror ************** The Mirror ******************* When we stand opposite to mirror, And see our charming graph, Can we judge the pers...
Wednesday
WORD STREAM: The Mirror
WORD STREAM: The Mirror: The Mirror ************** The Mirror ******************* When we stand opposite to mirror, And see our charming graph, Can we judge the pers...
The Mirror
The Mirror
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When we stand opposite to mirror,
And see our charming graph,
Can we judge the person inside,
At our own SELF, can we laugh?
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One day, a man sees him in the mirror,
His image reflects himself as a super hero,
But he loses his faith in his own arms,
Mirror slips, breaks,and hero becomes zero.
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=keshavDubey=
7-8-25
keshavdubey.com
WORD STREAM: # Love
WORD STREAM: # Love: #Love Be the solemn heart, As pure as, drop of dew , Then no need to tell Lilly, -I Love you. *******...
Sunday
WORD STREAM: # Love
WORD STREAM: # Love: #Love Be the solemn heart, As pure as dew, Then no need to tell Lilly, -I Love you. *****************...
# Love
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#Love
Be the solemn heart,
As pure as,
drop of dew,
Then no need to tell Lilly,
-I Love you.
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=keshav Dubey=
Thursday
WORD STREAM: ANIMAL KINGDOM/ Reech -Garh
WORD STREAM: ANIMAL KINGDOM/ Reech -Garh: Animal Kingdom: :" Reech -Garh" ****************************** ****** * The last time, old bear looked back, Below, from the peak ...
Tuesday
WORD STREAM: Animal Kingdom: :" Reech -Garh"*******************...
WORD STREAM: Animal Kingdom: :" Reech -Garh"*******************...: Animal Kingdom: :" Reech -Garh" ****************************** ****** * The last time, old bear looked back, Below, from the peak ...
ANIMAL KINGDOM/ Reech -Garh
Animal Kingdom: :" Reech -Garh"
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The last time, old bear looked back,
Below, from the peak of hill he gazed,
The new born city flooded with light,
From long distance,whole area blazed.
Blinking his eyes, he imagined a huge fireball,
Limitless,expanding,covering vast land of forest,
Jungle of cement-concrete rising from crust of earth,
No traces of trees,no dens, empty nests.
He had seen vanishing the existence of dense forest,
Gradual,planned killing of innocent wild animals,
Brutal murder of those, who tried to run for life,
For all creatures,just to rub off life and pulse.
Two of his infants were trapped and carried away,
To be barred in the fence for site and see,
Rest were either killed,or they ran away for life,
This old bear bowed his head- "Come on,kill me'.
After long pause,he recovered from bullet shot in the leg,
He looked down the hill-a desperate look,
The gigantic city was expanding to gradually crush the forest,
Which , in future, would be in the memory, or in Jungle-book.
Dragging his feet, old bear moved into deep darkness,
Cold breeze echoed a silent mournful sigh,
An unknown, unwritten chapter was smoothly closed,
Nature faces blows from man without any cry.
Famous hill Reech-garh is now without "reech",
It is industrial complex -high chimneys,polluted air,
Animals are in photos, zoos,tales, and bars,
Is there any need of Animal, when Man is there?
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=keshav Dubey=
24-05-25
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Sunday
WORD STREAM: Echoes of Life
WORD STREAM: Echoes of Life: Echoes of Life ****************** * ( from my book Echoes of Life ) ------The Supreme Power whispered in her ears , "You t...
Friday
WORD STREAM: Echoes of Life
WORD STREAM: Echoes of Life: Echoes of Life ****************** * ( from my book Echoes of Life ) ------The Supreme Command whispered in her ears , "You...
Echoes of Life
Echoes of Life
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*
( from my book- Echoes of Life
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------The Supreme Power whispered in her ears,
"You tiny creature-fly, live in space, all around,
You have many, many lives in one life,
Death is only once, life is limitless, unbound."
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=keshav Dubey=
keshavdubey.com
31-5-25
Sunday
WORD STREAM: MEMORY
WORD STREAM: MEMORY: WORD STREAM : Memory ********************************* (memory is an everlasting treasure----) I was filled with excitement, My hea...
Thursday
Tuesday
MEMORY
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(memory is an everlasting treasure----)
I was filled with excitement,
My heart was beating fast,
Spending, span of fifty years abroad,
My heart was beating fast,
Spending, span of fifty years abroad,
I was reaching my village, at last.
I had past memories of the village,
When I was young boy of ten,
I still had a vision in my eyes,
Of that place, as it was then,
Narrow lanes, and thorny bushes,
Endless fields, fragrance of land,
Round shouldered huts, zigzag fence,
Neighboring river, and knocking sand.
Crop, as regiment, standing high,
Greenery laid on the bed of soil,
Tough farmers, with rigid figures,
Fighting their fate, in turmoil.
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When I reached my native place,
I was shocked, with the series of reflex,
My vision,my village,my dreamland-
Had turned, into an industrial -complex.
My village did not exist, at all,
Dreamland was not there to define,
There was a sign- board flashing,
“National Highway Twenty- Nine.”
No forest,no huts,no village,no fields,
All vanished.beneath the dense smoke,
Virgin river dipped into jungle of concrete,
My vision? dreamland?--O,what a joke!
I had past memories of the village,
When I was young boy of ten,
I still had a vision in my eyes,
Of that place, as it was then,
Narrow lanes, and thorny bushes,
Endless fields, fragrance of land,
Round shouldered huts, zigzag fence,
Neighboring river, and knocking sand.
Crop, as regiment, standing high,
Greenery laid on the bed of soil,
Tough farmers, with rigid figures,
Fighting their fate, in turmoil.
.
When I reached my native place,
I was shocked, with the series of reflex,
My vision,my village,my dreamland-
Had turned, into an industrial -complex.
My village did not exist, at all,
Dreamland was not there to define,
There was a sign- board flashing,
“National Highway Twenty- Nine.”
No forest,no huts,no village,no fields,
All vanished.beneath the dense smoke,
Virgin river dipped into jungle of concrete,
My vision? dreamland?--O,what a joke!
Life was running with high speed,
People, stick to pendulum, like the pets,
Village vanished beneath the chimneys,
Hooters and sirens guided the puppets.
Highway had joined two giant metros,
To bridge the new age, by presence,
Poor tiny river had died, beneath the bridge,
To become MEMORY; beyond existence.
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(C) keshavdubey
26 -4-'25
Highway had joined two giant metros,
To bridge the new age, by presence,
Poor tiny river had died, beneath the bridge,
To become MEMORY; beyond existence.
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(C) keshavdubey
26 -4-'25
Wednesday
WORD STREAM: The Nature
WORD STREAM: The Nature: The Nature ************* * Destiny throws me, On the shore of calamity, Every storm,tempest,turmoil hits me, With all cruelty, Nature is t...
The Nature
The Nature
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Destiny throws me,
On the shore of calamity,
Every storm,tempest,turmoil hits me,
With all cruelty,
Nature is the destroyer,
But it cannot crush me.
I am in the lap of mother Nature,
She is also the Deity,
I am a sand particle,
In limitless ocean of eternity.
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=keshav dubey=
10-03 -2025,
keshavdubey.com
Sunday
WORD STREAM: ROADS***************All roads have two ends,Fi...
WORD STREAM: ROADS***************All roads have two ends,Fi...: ROADS ************** * All roads have two ends, First,from where they start, Then they go, to merge with other, Covering a distance, lo...
Friday
WORD STREAM: ROADS***************All roads have two ends,Fi...
WORD STREAM: ROADS***************All roads have two ends,Fi...: ROADS ************** * All roads have two ends, First,from where they start, Then they go, to merge with other, Covering a distance, lo...
ROADS
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*
All roads have two ends,
First,from where they start,
Then they go, to merge with other,
Covering a distance, long or short.
Some of the roads lead to a fixed target,
Go and reach the destination- no doubt,
Some trapped in jungle of cement-concrete,
Beneath sky-scrappers, they try to come out.
A road starts from an unknown dusty village,
And dissolves in the ocean of the giant city,
Either people diffuse their being, under vast sky,
Or come back home, with false proud, and pity.
An old banyan tree divides a road in two halves,
One zig-zag thorny passage reaches primitive home,
Other smooth road goes long, long,long, and breaks,
Dead stop at a point, glittering the polish of crome.
Cunning and clever people make a shining road,
And most fantastic bridge connecting the ridge,
To give a final touch to this grand artistic work,
They divert a flowing river beneath the bridge.
In metro cities, roads have well built foot -paths,
They give all purpose facility, except foot-walks,
Slums, and all under sky, find a shelter here,
Lives pass on silently and smoothly on foot-paths.
Those who guide to walk on their path are great,
People follow their teachings, and try to learn,
And if something goes against their road- map,
There is an escape-road, in the form of U-turn.
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=keshav dubey=
28-02-25
keshavdubey.com
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Tuesday
WORD STREAM: NEW YEAR : HAPPINESS
WORD STREAM: NEW YEAR : HAPPINESS: NEW YEAR: HAPPINESS ***************************** I am glad to attend New Year Party, It is in full swing, with merriment, All ar...
Monday
WORD STREAM: NEW YEAR : HAPPINESS
WORD STREAM: NEW YEAR : HAPPINESS: NEW YEAR: HAPPINESS ***************************** I am glad to attend New Year Party, It is in full swing, with merriment, All ar...
NEW YEAR : HAPPINESS
NEW YEAR: HAPPINESS
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I am glad to attend New Year Party,
It is in full swing, with merriment,
All are dancing and shouting,
Climax of hilarity is present.
All are dancing and shouting,
Climax of hilarity is present.
People pretend to be happy,
The whole circle, as they seek,
They are happier in advance,
And become happiest, at the peak.
I feel, all this is a magic,
Which is live- show, to perform,
All are acting till drop-scene,
To exhibit, the maximum charm.
My' happiness' be the topmost,
If it lags; it is a curse,
This happiness is meaningless,
Unless, I compare it with others.
I pay for happiness, to buy the same,
Spending the money is no trouble,
If this happiness is a thousand deal,
The two 'thousands', may earn the double.
With the bundle of happiness, I come out,
It is raining, in the darkness of night,
A poor street-boy is dancing on the road,
Mud-clad, bare naked, shining bright,
His dance? no rhythm, no steps, no sense,
He is playing with an old rustic flute,
My happiness is with respect to others,
But his innocent happiness is absolute.
I spread my arms to acquire happiness,
As if-it is any technique, any magic, any art,
I search happiness in club, pub, drug and dance-
But real happiness, lives in the core of heart.
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(C) keshav dubey
31-12-2004 keshavdubey.com
Sunday
WORD STREAM: Word Stream : Mr. Gentleman
WORD STREAM: Word Stream : Mr. Gentleman: Mr. Gentleman ****************** * Mr.Gentleman was standing in the field, In open and vast area , greenery everywhere, Standing erect, i...
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