dr. ram sharma
Biography of dr. ram sharma
I HAVE BEEN THROUGHOUT FIRST DIVISIONER STUDENT FROM CLASS FIRST TO M.Phil
CLEARED U.G.C-N.E.T IN ENGLISH IN JUNE 1999
Ph.D ON POSTMODERNIST TRENDS IN INDIAN NOVELS IN ENGLISH: A STUDY OF ANITA DESAI, ARUN JOSHI, AMITAV GHOSH AND VIKRAM SETH
MY ARTICLES AND POEMS HAVE BEEN PUBLISHED IN ALL THE LITERARY JOURNALS OF INDIA AND ABROAD
CONTRIBUTING MY POEMS ON E-ZINES LIKE BOLOJI, LITERARY INDIA, NEOPOET, ACADEMIC INDIA, THANAL ONLINE, KRITYA, MUSE INDIA, DESILITT AND FOREIGN E-ZINES LIKE AUTUMN LEAVES, STEPHEN GILL GAZETTE, BLACKBIRD ETC
WORKING AS A SENIOR LECTURER IN ENGLISH IN JANTA VEDIC COLLEGE, BARAUT, BAGHPAT, U.P., INDIA
HOME ADDRESS-C-26, SHRADHAPURI PHASE2, KANKERKHERA, MEERUT CANTT-250001, U.P., INDIA
dr. ram sharma's Works:
FOR STUDENTS PURPOSE-20
dr. ram sharma Poems
DAUGHTER A POEM BY DR. RAM SHARMA The affection of a father is, daughter, Sweet melody of a song is, daughter,
Mother, You Are Only Mother
MOTHER, YOU ARE ONLY MOTHER Mother, you are only mother, because of you, i got thoughts and rituals,
TRAVEL O Traveller! don`t stop now in the path There still remains much travel
BOOK A POEM BY DR. RAM SHARMA Life is like a book, It carry on unfolding,
BUTTERFLIES Butterflies, Hover, Amidst the flowers and in the garden,
Always Laugh In Your Life
ALWAYS LAUGH IN YOUR LIFE A POEM BY DR. RAM SHARMA Become like a star, Always twinkle in your sky,
DAWN Passing through the silvery layers, The dawn is approaching, Dust, mist and fog,
AWAKE! POET O! poet, You have written enough on beauty, You have taken us,
CHILDHOOD MEMORIES I still remember my childhood, Love, affection and chide of my mother, Weeping in a false manner,
Call Of The Daughter
CALL OF THE DAUGHTER Mother! don`t kill me, Before giving me birth, In its place,
Ashes Of Memories
ASHES OF MEMORIES My time, has been burnt, in your memories,
An Old Lion
AN OLD LION An old lion Has no significance now, His time has passed,
WOMAN KNOWS Woman knows, Herself as wife, sister and daughter, She lives for husband, father and son,
ADDRESS If you want to reach me, You have to cross the paths of fields, You have to face mountains, rivers and greenary,
A POEM BY DR. RAM SHARMA
From where started?
From where ended?
Who has created these?
Where are the colours?
where is the brush?
Who has created this portrait?
How many elements are used?
To create the universe,