Biography of S.D. TIWARI
S. D. Tiwari is born in India. He is living in Delhi. He managed HR and Materials Management department of reputed Co. His first interest is poetry writing. He is also fond of travelling and visiting new places. All his poems are his copy right.
S.D. TIWARI's Works:
Shree Durga Kathamritam (Durga Saptsati in Hindi poetry)
S.D. TIWARI Poems
माँ गंगा Maan Ganga (Hindi)
माँ गंगा धोती धोती तन धोती माँ धोती धोती मन धोती माँ
Flowers Stay With Me
Unity Is Strength
There’s a proverb 'United we stand divided we fall' Ten’s sticks together unbreakable Can be broken easily if given to all.
Power Of Corruption
In the corrupt countries, like mine positioned officials trade on rules, Sell convenience, earn bad money abuse positions, make system fool.
Who Made Hell?
Who made hell God has made the earth an other heaven Beautiful land, mountain, rivers and ocean Wonderful creatures, plants, birds, animals,
What’re activities of Obama today sitting in India I know. Electronics media worked for me to make the information flow.
the season is changed ends terror of shivering comes on land, grand spring
Haiku - Alcohol
Return My Childhood
If I get a chance to bargain Will ask the Almighty again; ‘O God! If thy really could Give me back my childhood.
Saraswati Vandana (Hindi)
वीणा वादिनी, पद्मासिनी उर तिमिर हर ज्ञान रश्मि भर जगमग पथ कर
Hindi Haiku (56-60)
हाइकू ५६ नागफनी पे फूल खिले काँटों में
Godavari, southern Ganges of India, could get love of her's, very closed where she's born, less than hundred kilometers. But she wanted to look for a hero, conceited of her beauty. As she could get no matching alliance in her nearby vicinity.
Keeping ATM card in wallet locating the ATM box when your card is stuck struggle to get your buck.
Teacher Is Ladder Of Life
Teacher is the ladder, to reach unto the goals of life. He builds the path where we walk; and there, success thrives.
Ba, Ba, Black Sheep
Ba, Ba, black sheep, have you any wool?
No sir, no sir, just have de-wooled.
See my back, it's gone now bare.
I come back, from the shearing fair.
All my fleece, shearer has sheared.
If want any more, wait for a year.
Ba, Ba black sheep, have you any wool?
No sir, no sir, no bags full
Took my master, to the woollen mill.