Ratnakar Mandlik

Gold Star - 49,007 Points (Aug.29,1950 / Hyderabad(A.P.) , India)

Ratnakar Mandlik Poems

1. A Burlesque On Nationalization -2 10/15/2011
2. Unusual Widow- The Humanism 10/20/2011
3. Nationalization Of Hearts 10/21/2011
4. Romance With Democracy - 1 10/29/2011
5. An Ode To Religion -2 10/30/2011
6. Oh Fool Return The Philtre 11/2/2011
7. The Love 11/4/2011
8. Romance With Democracy -2 11/5/2011
9. Two Moods -2 11/7/2011
10. Genesis Of A Catastrophe 11/7/2011
11. Shuttle Between Life And Death 11/7/2011
12. Symbol Of Life 11/20/2011
13. Romance With Democracy - 6 11/13/2011
14. Romance With Democracy - 3 11/17/2011
15. Romance With Democracy - 10 11/27/2011
16. Divine And Humane 11/29/2011
17. The Artificial Boundaries 11/29/2011
18. Romance Of A Socialist 12/12/2011
19. Epic Of Life-3 10/1/2012
20. Epic Of Life- 5 10/1/2012
21. Epic Of Life -8 10/2/2012
22. Epic Of Life -7 10/2/2012
23. Epic Of Life -6 10/1/2012
24. Epic Of Life -9 10/3/2012
25. Epic Of Life -Part-2 9/30/2012
26. Epic Of Life -15 10/3/2012
27. Epic Of Life-16 10/3/2012
28. Epic Of Life -17 10/4/2012
29. Epic Of Life -18 10/4/2012
30. Epic Of Life -19 10/4/2012
31. Epic Of Life -20 10/4/2012
32. Epic Of Life -21 10/4/2012
33. Epic Of Life -22 10/4/2012
34. Epic Of Life -23 10/4/2012
35. Epic Of Life -27 10/6/2012
36. Epic Of Life -28 10/6/2012
37. Epic Of Life -11 10/3/2012
38. Epic Of Life -24 10/5/2012
39. Epic Of Life -29 10/6/2012
40. Epic Of Life -30 10/7/2012
Best Poem of Ratnakar Mandlik

A L O N E

Man is mortal and death is certain
So my beloved remove all the curtains
Hanging between you and reality
My boy mind well, it is your duty.

As a kid you belonged to your parents
Youth is for the better-half apparent.
Throught life as a fool you behave often
Trying to form & maintain motley relations.

Being badly in love you hoard money
Not as a means but as the end ultimate
Which automatically gives you agony,
Deprieving you of contentment sovereign.

Whatever you own in the tiny span
You often fell something's absence.
Though being wealthy...

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The Chieftain

Neither a soldier or a sailor,
Nor either an airman or a God man
To no outfit of an army he belongs,
Yet to be called chieftain he longs
Neither he is wealthy nor a begger
His command is full of poor hawkers.

Misled you should not be by his barking,
On his charge, while the day is breaking.

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