Dr. Yogesh Sharma Poems

Cry or laugh,
On national helplessness,
And boost about hollow tolerance and brotherhood.
Shrug the shoulders,
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It is a murder most foul
And most unkindest cut of all.
O love don’t slaughter me,
Even before I see the first ray
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June is the month cruelest,
River burnt out, parched land deadliest.
Dry leaves, writhing in pain,
Gleans from the faces drain.
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Poor lass always remain unsafe and insecure,
Better safe, than sorry…for life.
You have to live alone, walk alone;
Be tough to put the boot out the worst.
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Exams are very dear to me,
They are our future.
They thrill us with pleasure,
It is a messenger to new leisure.
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Brooding the days, spent with you,
With vibration in the heart and light in the mind.
Every moment so lovely and faced smilingly,
Difficult to forget, days spent with you merrily.
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बैठे थे दो आज निठ्ल्ले,
खा रहे थे भुने छ्ल्ले,
सोच रहे थे जुमले-वूमले,
नाच रहे थे बल्ले-बल्ले।
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छ: महीने के जिगर के टुकडे को,
छोड् कर, आया के पास;
नौकरी पर भागते हुए;
रोक कर, माँ को, आया ने पूछा: ...
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Sigris were cold in pundit hamlets,
People here were fuels to jihadi guns,
Wailing widows crying for slaughtered kins.
Terrified returning homeward their tired way,
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Financial capital of the nation shocked,
Where people gloat to realize their dreams
And left behind the scars with a smile,
You shattered the happy flow of life,
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