HARVENDRA SINGH

A Prayer in Darkness

In this world of uncertainty,
In this darkness, stark and impenetrable,
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Like the focus of an electronic torch,
Your rays bathe me in a steady glow,
Bringing globules of health, happiness, prosperity—
Love, success, and power flow.
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She is the shade of a tree cold and profound,
She is every herb to my aching wound.
She dabs my forehead, putting in her lap
And her lap's warmth gives me a cozy nap.
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Some dead are alive,
Some alive are dead,
And some are thoughtless.
Some graves under the tree of morality
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A whirlpool
And the spinning of the dead leaf,

For a moment, ecstasy, warmth;
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In gardens of innocence, she blooms
A delicate flower, with a tender perfume
Her laughter echoes, like a gentle stream
But shadows creep, with a sinister scheme
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The Key, Old, and Forgotten

The key, hangs on the nog,
Old, forgotten and alone,
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The sky is changing,
The earth is changing
The heaven's changing,
Our life is changing.
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One Day It Rained

One day it rain'd, it rain'd ov'r roofs,
Ov'r tops of trees, in open yards,
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Towards the north-east, in the dark of night,
With a sudden flash, came a shaft of light.
From the eastern corner upto the southern side,
Into a shape of screen, some rays scatter'd wide.
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If you are feeling negative
You can keep yourself positive by playing 'Negative'
In a single second of life
There are thousands ways to play 'Negative'
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Love has different eyes
Which it watches with
From different angles,
The different qualities
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We would share full-punnet of flour to our needy neighbours
Although we ourselves left nothing for the morrow
We used to offer all the little milk we had
To the poor baby who had been hungry
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I'm always cautious about my thoughts unseen
Our offspring will be sapient and very keen.
Might they make research and download from skies
The signals of our thoughts, ancient and wise
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Come And Sit Beside Me

Come and sit beside me
If you want to learn the politics,
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In my childhood I lived in a village.
Where, most of the villagers were illiterate.

My simple mother was illiterate too.
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In a bushy tree, there, some twenty birds nested,
Where each of the couple birds comfortably rested.
The he birds were so engrossed to their duties,
That they never left their workplaces before 4: 30s.
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The present is not present in the present,
But it is present in the past.
And one cannot change one's present,
Because the present has passed with the past.
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Born in a hidden place,
My family unknown to the present world,
I would have been fated to bloom and fade unseen,
But for the faithful friends,
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Bereft of My Pillow

O Luna, glowing orb of white,
The world sleeps but I am here,
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