Biography of Lokendra Singh
Lokendra Singh is an aspiring writer and a poet. He is a postgraduate in English Literature. He is also a central Government employee. He is born and brought up in Ajmer. He had been in Bangalore from 2009 to 2014. Presently, he lives in Lucknow. He loves reading novels of Amitav Ghosh, Jhumpa Lahiri, Mahesh Dattani, Girish Karnad, and Manju Kapur and his favorite poets are Sri Aurobindo, Rabindra Nath Tagore, Swami Vivekananda, John Keats, William Wordsworth, A.K. Ramanujan, Arundhati Subramaniam, Tishani Doshi. He was inspired by poetess Arundhati Subramaniam to write a poetry. His poems and write-ups also published in Nachiketanjali - a spiritual magazine, which is among the top twenty spiritual magazine of India, according to speaking tree and Inspiration Unlimited e-magazine, which is number one inspirational e magazine. Besides that he is having a personal blog- www.svlokendrasingh.blogspot.com and also writes blogs in speaking tree.
He has done his schooling from an Arya Samaj school- Dayananda Bal Niketan Sr. Sec. School, Ajmer. His father's name is Ranveer Singh, who is a government employee in Agricultural department and his mother Prem Kanwar is a homemaker. His mother has a wonderful talent of composing devotional songs. His brother is Yogendra Singh, who is an aspiring entrepreneur, mind trainer and a memory guru. He also has a best selling book entitled 'Awaken The Great Potential Of Memory And Will Power' to his credit. He is a prolific writer. Her Sister Kusum Rathore presently lives in Oman. He loves his family too much. He gets support from his family too for writing. He wed locked with Poonam Shekhawat on 08, May,2014. She is also a postgraduate in English Literature. She is also a blog-writer. Her Blog is- www.poonamshekhawat.blogspot.com and www.poonamdakshina.blogspot.com. She also inspires his husband to write a poetry. She also helps him in editing and rewording his poems and write-ups.
Lokendra Singh's Works:
poems an e-book
Lokendra Singh Poems
Joy Of Writing
I write out of joy. Who cares for name and fame?
Love Is In The Air
Love is in the air, Its fragrance is everywhere Juvenile or tender heart is little scare, The most congenial,
Yoga Of Devotion
How coloUrful is the yoga of devotion and fidelity It has a blend of various emotions and relations In the yoga of devotion God can be your parents
Shatter Your Shackles Of Mediocrity
Shatter your shackles of mediocrity, Unleash your creativity, There is no shackle which binds you, It is your mind which becomes shackled to you.
My Master's Magic
My Master's Magic As the fragrance of sandalwood Make full of fragrance to Whichever thing comes in its contacts
A Riddle Whom should I believe in this life? For me, life itself is a betrayal Whom should I help?
Don'T Immitate, Be What You Are
God has made everyone unique But there are many who do not know Their uniqueness They want to copy someone else
A Poem On International Yoga Day
Why India never had a yoga day before, Nevertheless, it is the place where yoga originated India does not need any yoga day, As every day is yoga day for the Indians,
Every spark has a dream To become a fire, Success is the result of Incessant hard work and perspire,
She Is My Life, She Is My Wife
Every time she scatters my heart But, she does not cognizant of it at all, Either I am too paranoid Or she is callous,
Peeping Life Through My Eyes
We were unknown to everyone When we were born Our first interaction was with our mother But there is none
Whenever something does not happen What you desire from the heart A feeling of dejection and despair encircle you Whenever you see a dream in such a way that you could not sleep
My Mother-God Is In Everthing But More I...
Motherliness is not something to talk upon, It is something that is to be felt, A woman may feel motherliness Without giving a birth to any child,
Sing the song of success, Let her alone be your princess Help always comes from the above
Sing the song of success,
Let her alone be your princess
Help always comes from the above
when in the heart happens true Love
Yet Love is partial till your
Beloved loves you,
Success is also incomplete till