Biography of vijay gupta
vijay gupta Poems
Partition Of India In 1947 Was Must.
Partition of India in 1947 was must. Partition of India was the need of that hour in 1947. The than leaders of India like Mahatma Gandhi and Nehru did well by accepting the partition of our country. It was good for the sake of Hindus, Muslims & for the country other wise more than ten crores of people could die in the wake of violence erupted during independence struggle before and after 1947.
Be Kind To Animals
Be kind to Animals Passage was narrow And a puppy was sleeping in it. I was ready to kick out him from there.
An Evening On The Sea Shore
An evening on the sea shore Cool & mild breeze was blowing. Water was cool & silent. The light was dazzling.
Farewell Were they in a farewell party? Embracing each others like girls in the farewell party of a college. Where they smiles & promises to meet again in near future?
Shaper Of The World
Shaper of the world On the bank of the river, Alone on the grass, An old man was seeing in infinite.
Lover’s Paradise In rainy season Rain dropp lets come slowly-slowly. Some times they come in flurry just like a frenzied lover.
Rainbow Like Our Life
Rainbow like our life Rainbow, rainbow, rainbow is in the sky. Children were clapping & jumping with joy. I also heard the roar and saw
Time Is Changing
Time is changing See & see, “That old man is coming to disturb us. We should go at another place to play”
Month Of March
Month of March Magic month of March is away from cold And warm full of flowers
Am I Insane?
Am I insane? They were eating, drinking and dancing on the floor. Unfortunately I was there. A newspaper having horrible news was in my hand.
Street children Ask from such a person Who has no roof over his head? Ask from such a person
Moon’s lady Moon’s lady is weaving yarn like my mother’s mother. I’ve seen her in my childhood & to
Horizon I was running behind the happiness as much as I can as all other people. Childhood has been passed away. Young age also passed away in catching the happiness.
Butter In Her Mouth
Butter in her mouth School time is just too over, waking up and ready for the school otherwise I will beat you bitterly. He put off the bed sheet from my body, stretched my hand, In addition, put me on my foot.
Cry Of A Child
“Cry of a child”
Balloon, balloon, balloon,
cry of a kid attract the attention of many,
at the gate of school.
A kid with his mother was going to the school.
There was a paddler having so many balloons.
Kid want a balloon, mother refused,
but he became crying.
Such scenes can be seen when three meets at one place,