Sunday
WORD STREAM: WORDS NEVER DIE
WORD STREAM: WORDS NEVER DIE: Words Never Die ***************** * Words are script, Words are sound, Words rub-off,. Words rebound. Words are arrows, Words are balm, Word...
WORDS NEVER DIE
Words Never Die
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Words are script,
Words are sound,
Words rub-off,.
Words rebound.
Words are arrows,
Words are balm,
Words start massacre,
Words make men, calm.
Words block the door,
Of iron dome,
And create a vent,
In blind home.
Time-wheel digs the grave.
And make the words lie,
But Truth drags them out,
Words never die.
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=keshavdubey=
23-2-2024
keshavdubey.com
Tuesday
WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM : New Year
WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM : New Year: FAREWEL ************ * So you are going, dear old year? Of love, war, hope, hatred, dusk and dawn, With the heap of sweet and sour memories,...
Sunday
WORD STREAM : New Year
FAREWEL
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So you are going, dear old year?
Of love, war, hope, hatred, dusk and dawn,
With the heap of sweet and sour memories,
Shouting humanity ,brotherhood, and massacre plan.
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WELCOME
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First ray of light, kindly kiss our eyes,
Enlighten the solemn path, where we go,
Bestow all boons, all virtues, on us,
Shower the rain of humanity, to form rainbow.
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=keshav dubey=
31-12-2023
keshavdubey.com
Saturday
WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM : The Life
WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM : The Life: The Life ************* * The glass is empty, But not dry, That's why- No break, no stop, Sip the elixir of life, Till last drop. Ev...
WORD STREAM : The Life
The Life
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The glass is empty,
But not dry,
That's why-
No break, no stop,
Sip the elixir of life,
Till last drop.
Every end, is new start,
Go miles and miles.
In the dying tree,
The last leaf smiles.
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=keshav dubey=
7-9-'23
keshavdubey.com
Monday
WORD STREAM: The Dream
WORD STREAM: The Dream: The Dream ************* The child dreams, A flower, in the gun, Man knows- It is loaded,no fun. Time wheel can not be reversed. This dream ...
The Dream
The Dream
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The child dreams,
A flower, in the gun,
Man knows-
It is loaded,no fun.
Time wheel can not be reversed.
This dream is funny and wild,
Flower can not replace a bullet,
Man can not become a child.
When violence creates bloodshed,
And killing becomes an art,
First, man targets inside-
-the infant, sitting in the heart.
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=keshav dubey=
16-7-23
keshavdubey.com
Sunday
WORD STREAM: The Real king
WORD STREAM: The Real king: The Real King ***************** His little dreamland In dreary deserted wasteland, This real king- On dream's wing. NO ENTRY, PLEASE. **...
The Real king
The Real King
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His little dreamland
In dreary deserted wasteland,
This real king-
On dream's wing.
NO ENTRY, PLEASE.
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Wednesday
WORD STREAM: His Destiny
WORD STREAM: His Destiny: His Destiny ************* Skeleton of an old coconut tree, Stands erect among pygmy plants, Looks at the long distant horizon- What...
Tuesday
WORD STREAM: His Destiny
WORD STREAM: His Destiny: His Destiny ************* Skeleton of an old coconut tree, Stands erect among pygmy plants, Looks at the long distant horizon- What...
His Destiny
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Skeleton of an old coconut tree,
Stands erect among pygmy plants,
Looks at the long distant horizon-
What his unknown Guest wants!
He is far above the elixir of life,
Which floods greenery of ground,
His destiny is to search in space-
Ultimate home,where Death is found.
Below,on the ground of muddy, soil,
Peeps out another tiny, coconut plant,
Mother Nature replies the destiny,
This is Fortune-that I want.
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=keshav dubey=
24-4-2023
keshavdubey.com
Friday
WORD STREAM: MY DEAR ENEMY
WORD STREAM: MY DEAR ENEMY: My Dear Enemy ************************ I know you, I recognize you, You are one, in the long row, I smile and welcome you, You are my enem...
MY DEAR ENEMY
My Dear Enemy
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I know you, I recognize you,
You are one, in the long row,
I smile and welcome you,
You are my enemy, you are the foe.
Hatred is in the core of heart,
Chilled in the inner cage,
But modern trend teaches me,
-Paste the smile, on the face.
Weapons change with the age,
Now bloodshed is not seen,
When opponent opposes you,
Pretend all red signal; green.
All seem friendly, all well wishers,
Like next to kin, in the town,
All give firm support to leg,
And wonder! I fall down.
A friend may neglect me,
But enemy will never depart,
I may live in friend’s mind,
But I reside in enemy’s heart.
Now life is to act, not to live,
Society is one stage, as a whole,
At the cost of profitable deal,
Enemy and friend, change the role.
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= keshav dubey=
7-4-2022
keshavdubey.com
Saturday
WORD STREAM: Lead kindly light
WORD STREAM: Lead kindly light:
"------ the night is dark,
and I am far from home.
Lead Thou me on.
(Newman)
Thursday
Tuesday
WORD STREAM: The Script
WORD STREAM: The Script: The Script ************* All our life, we write the script, of love,passion,emotion, hatred,anger and tension. It is all- that we alway...
The Script
The Script
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All our life,
we write the script,
of love,passion,emotion,
hatred,anger and tension.
It is all-
that we always mention.
And finally,
while binding our life book,
we find that,
they were all dreams,
written on water.
The whole package,
is set aside,
blown in the air,
we are as empty,
as, we were.
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=keshav dubey=
10-12-'22
keshavdubey.com
Sunday
WORD STREAM (52) You have won
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In that dense, wild forest,
Skeleton of an age old tree,
Could not resist the storm,
No leaves ,no bark, it just fell free.
Mud, sand, dirt, covered it,
It started to decompose and decay,
With long, long passage of time,
In torrential rain, and prickly sun-ray.
Death was warranted to the tree,
Green creeper plants covered the same,
Heap of turmoil ate the remains,
It was one part of Nature's game.
In silence, and among thunderstorms,
Encircled with huge green forest ,
This poor dead skeleton was hidden,
Covered with wild sheet , laid to last rest.
And one morning ,after heavy rain,
There peeped out a tiny leaf, under the sun,
Rain drops reflected rainbow around it,
And said, "Hi Life ! you have won."
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=keshav dubey=
30/10/22
keshavdubey.com
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Tuesday
WORD STREAM (51) THE BUTTERFLY
THE BUTTERFLY
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Remember the childhood days,
Little butterfly-
Dance and dive, chasing her mate,
A life of love,
Kissing the flower,
Under the sky.
Flowers are for devotion,
For fragrance, for garland,
For leaders, for scent,
For greeting with fake smile-
with a bouquet in hand.
Remember?
We ran for butterfly,
In our childhood,
Their colorful vision-
flying above our heads,
just few inches high.
We have run a long long distance,
They are not seen now,
Either they are afraid of day-light,
Or, we are blind to sight,
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=keshav dubey=
keshavdubey.com,
11-10-2022
Saturday
WORD STREAM (50) Dolly's Bicycle
WORD STREAM (50) Dolly's Bicycle
(Dolly's Dream world)
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Tring, Tring---,Dolly's bicycle is coming,
Swing, balance, up, down-and all the tricks,
She masters the handle, with little hands.
May come any problem, she has learnt to fix.
The bike moves ahead in full speed,
Dolly swings left and right on the seat,
She has to save an old lady on the road,
Brakes work, she escapes, smiles to greet.
The bike ,slips on the wet, muddy road,
She falls down, feels scratch on her hand,
Dolly sees, many, many eyes looking at her,
She stands up ,laughs, pulls bike to stand.
Dolly returns home, hero-pride on her face,
Pets bike with little hands, like best friend,
Kisses the seat, moves ahead, and turns back,
Parting away with lovely smile, waves her hand.
In dreams, she sees- bike is flying in sky,
A table fan is clamped along the bike's arola,
She is going high and high, sitting on the seat,
Dolly cries, "Hey, I am sitting in flying "Gondola."
Everything is left below- the school ,homework,
cruel alarm-clock, thick glasses of Maths -Madam,
Basket packed with bundle of "DOs and DON'Ts",
And all teaching and preaching, full of boredom.
Going high and high-but what has happened?
The bell is ringing, sharp noise. hammering the ears,
No, no, not the lovely bike's bell, it is alarm-clock,
Get up Dolly. "Gondola" has fallen-three cheers.
Dolly is now dressed-up, ready to go to school,
She again and again pets her beloved bike,
Reaches the gate, turns back, waves the little hand-
"Will meet in the evening, with all love and like-
-Dear bike."
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=keshav dubey=
(keshavdubey.com)
26-8-2022
Sunday
Nature The Child
Nature,The Child
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A child plays with the toy,
Without any meaning or sense,
Nature plays with the creation,
And totally ignores our presence
The child pats the doll with love,
Or throws it by the side,
Nature keeps us on the lap,
Or rolls us away, with stride.
Doll is the means for infant-
To keep him busy in game,
Man is the puppet of nature,
To play, and throw, the same.
Why child is angry; nobody knows,
He scatters the toys on the floor,
When nature is furious-with cruel hands,
Traps the man ,and closes the door.
Next moment, the child is pleased,
Nature plays with the creation,
And totally ignores our presence
The child pats the doll with love,
Or throws it by the side,
Nature keeps us on the lap,
Or rolls us away, with stride.
Doll is the means for infant-
To keep him busy in game,
Man is the puppet of nature,
To play, and throw, the same.
Why child is angry; nobody knows,
He scatters the toys on the floor,
When nature is furious-with cruel hands,
Traps the man ,and closes the door.
Next moment, the child is pleased,
With charming smile on his lips,
Nature also reflects the rainbow,,
A solemn up-rise, a divine dip.
Nature is free to show his will,
He is neither kind, nor wild,
He is innocent, without sense,
Nature is God's infant child.
Nature and child both reflect, His Will,
An invisible power, of supreme Hands,
Call that Almighty by any Name,
Beyond definition, His existence stands.
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(C) keshavdubey
7-8-'22
keshavdubey.com
Nature is free to show his will,
He is neither kind, nor wild,
He is innocent, without sense,
Nature is God's infant child.
Nature and child both reflect, His Will,
An invisible power, of supreme Hands,
Call that Almighty by any Name,
Beyond definition, His existence stands.
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(C) keshavdubey
7-8-'22
keshavdubey.com
Wednesday
WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM (48) Run with me
WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM (48) Run with me: RUN WITH ME ****************** I told life- Don't run so fast, Wait a moment, Let me take the breathe, I am tired and faint. Life said...
Sunday
WORD STREAM (48) Run with me
RUN WITH ME
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I told life-
Don't run so fast,
Wait a moment,
Let me take the breathe,
I am tired and faint.
Life said, "I can not wait,
If I stop to take breathe-
It will be last one for you.
Play, non-stop,
my game,
Let, run with me, your name,
And without me, your fame."
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=keshav dubey=
9-5-2022
keshavdubey.com
Wednesday
Thursday
WORD STREAM (49) Can We Laugh
Can We Laugh?
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(one, who laughs at himself, is on the path of NIRVANA)
Laugh is the unique instinct,
That nature has given to man,
No other creature can think of,
But man laughs without ban.
People laugh in the package of joy,
In happiness and merriment,
Hilarity opens mouth's gate,
Bundle of joy, flows out of vent.
Laughter is declared good for health,
This natural gift is now a device,
The expert trainers teach in the club,
Paid laughing has become exercise.
People laugh at human follies,
Other's distress is their concern,
When lips tender balm of words,
Secretly, they laugh, turn by turn.
Killing, slaughter, massacre, and terror,
All are condemned by mankind,
Away from crowd of crying mass,
At other end, secret laughter we find.
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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(C) keshav dubey
3-3-22
keshavdubey.com
Sunday
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