Abnish Singh Chauhan

Abnish Singh Chauhan Poems

Hark, Mother, hark
Trim and harp
Giving voice
To my ill-shaped lyre

Pain comes and goes
With the breath I take
Or puff out
When it becomes stale

Heed! Dear, heed!
The bell is ringing
The bird is singing
There, smiling the sun.

Boatmen without boats
Meet me by the river
How long would I go with them!
The ever flowing river

Letters seem straight
Out of the mirror
But crooked inside
Making delusion

My keeping silence
He hears-
He claims so!
He, who never liked

Walls remains tinted with
Advertising leaflets
We always see
Passing through the lane

Many things were left
to be shared with her
since the first meeting
in a local train.

Abnish Singh Chauhan Biography

Dr. Abnish Singh Chauhan (b.1979) , a bilingual poet, critic, translator and editor (Hindi and English) teaches English and communication skills at SRM University Haryana. Formerly he taught at IFTM University and TM University, Moradabad, U.P. His significant publications include Swami Vivekananda: Select Speeches, King Lear: A Critical Study, Speeches of Swami Vivekananda and Subhash Chandra Bose: A Comparative Study, Functional Skills in English Language and Literature and Writing Skills. His deep interest in translation prompted him to translate William Shakespeare’s King Lear and some poems of Australian poet Paddy Martin from English into Hindi. Besides Harivansh Rai Bachchan Yuva Geetkar Samman (2013) for his Hindi poetry collection Tukada Kagaz Ka from Uttar Pradesh Hindi Sansthan, Lucknow, he is the recipient of Pratham Kavita Samman (2011) from kavitakosh.org, Book of the Year Award (2012) from the Think Club, Michigan, USA, Srajnatmak Sahitya Puraskar (2013) from Rajasthan Patrika, Jaipur, Rajasthan, Navankur Puraskar (2014) from Abhivyakti Vishwam, Sharjah, UAE, etc. Presently he edits an International Journal of Higher Education and Research (www.ijher.com) and a web magazine Poorvabhas (www.poorvabhas.in) .)

The Best Poem Of Abnish Singh Chauhan

A Prayer To The Goddess

Hark, Mother, hark
Trim and harp
Giving voice
To my ill-shaped lyre
O Goddess Saraswati!

Inside-out darkness prevails
Illusion camps on my mind
Fill me with light
Pave the way
O Goddess Saraswati!

Small desire I have
To sing a song of humanity
Live and die for some great cause
Give me such an insight, force
O Goddess Saraswati!

Help me to learn who I am
What is my aim in this world
How to practice Satyam Shivam Sundram.
Awake my sleeping conscience
O Goddess Saraswati!

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V Singh Singh 24 April 2010

After going through his poem i feel he has great capacity to write meaningful poetry. He is no doubt a promising poet of India

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