Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Rookie - 253 Points (1-7-1959 / india)

Dr. Yogesh Sharma Poems

1. Mother 1/27/2009
2. O Mohammad 4/30/2009
3. Long Live Apartheid 5/11/2008
4. Woman 4/23/2009
5. Hope 10/5/2008
6. Deep Within 8/29/2008
7. Akbar The Great 4/10/2008
8. Teacher, Soldier With A Pen 4/30/2009
9. Brand Name 5/28/2008
10. Daughter 10/4/2009
11. Life 12/18/2008
12. Lost Warrior 3/31/2009
13. Blasted Nation 5/28/2008
14. Flag Of Justice 4/2/2009
15. Enlightened Soul 2/24/2009
16. Terror, Passage To Hell 4/28/2009
17. In Search Of India 5/28/2008
18. I Am Tasleema 4/10/2008
19. Saint Kabir Said It 4/10/2008
20. Dusshera- A Victory Day 10/8/2008
21. Jehangir - A Sick King Of Hindustan 10/12/2008
22. Genocide In Tibet 4/10/2008
23. Indian Scarlett 6/29/2008
24. Death Of A Jihadi Princess 3/12/2009
25. Hinduism: The Highest Way Of Life 8/11/2012
26. Jai Ho Ho Ho Ho 2/20/2009
27. Haunted Authoress 1/29/2009
28. Worn Torn Delhi 5/28/2009
29. Murder In The Womb 5/3/2009
30. My Dear Exams 5/11/2008
31. Real Valentine 2/10/2009
32. Oh! Wake Up 3/19/2009
33. Secular Mask 5/16/2009
34. Massacre 26/11 6/12/2009
35. Truant Daughter In Law 6/12/2009
36. Genocide Of Pundits 5/24/2009
37. A Prayer For New Year 1/16/2010
38. Apartheid Glorified 2/18/2010
39. War And Peace 3/27/2012
40. Love Love And Love 4/7/2009
Best Poem of Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Mother

I yearn to relish the sweet memories of your love.
The very aura, tingled and mingled me,
With an angelic bliss.
A sense of completeness cannot be explained
But can be cherished only.
Your lap is larger than this universe,
I pray to frolic in your lap always.
Your love is deeper than all the oceans,
I want to drown in those deeps.
I pray to dissolve my soul and self, in your love.
I dream to touch you and touched by you,
To sense you and sensed by you,
To comfort you and comforted by you,
And what not…..cannot say.
I wish to be with you always ...

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Saint Kabir Said It

Coldly sadly descend the brutal winter morning,
People waked up to a sudden commotion,
Rushed to their balconies with curious eyes;
A grey bearded man,
Sporting round skull cap,
Short salawar and long pheran,
Standing on a wall,
Fingers in his ears
Clamored Allah ho Akbar.

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