vijay gupta Poems

It was an beautiful early morning
The mild and cool breeze was blowing.
The sun was yet to arise.
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Last hope of betterment
Flames are rising high and high in the sky.
Communalism and castism are fueling them.
Politicians are supporting these evils
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Sun and the old man
It was an early morning.
Cool and mild breeze were blowing.
The sun was rising from the east.
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Corruption
I want money,
He wants money,
And as I know every one wants money by hook and crook.
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The rainy season was on peak.
Rain droplets were coming slowly and slowly.
Everything was going on joyfully and smoothly.
Suddenly weather changed and brings
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"चश्मे में खोट"

मेरे चश्मे में ही कोई खोट है,
मुझे खोट ही खोट दिखाई देता है दुनियाँ में,
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Disparity
Disparity is increasing in the world.
About 900 millions of people are bound to sleep hungry every day.
"News"
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मेरी भी सुनो

डूब गये दरिया में,
जिंदगी की आस लिये,
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मेरी माँ

कभी तोला, कभी माशा,
कभी शोला, कभी शबनम,
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स्मॉग

बड़ा शोर सुनते हैं
स्मोग छा गया।
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