Mrityunjay Jha

Rookie - 20 Points (04-17-1982 / samastipur)

Mrityunjay Jha Poems

1. We- The Small Boats 3/14/2011
2. The Self And The Story: Lost And Found 3/16/2011
3. Taming Time 3/19/2011
4. War And Peace 3/20/2011
5. No Mind Just Skull 3/22/2011
6. Memory And Desire. 10/31/2011
7. Life, Time And Journey. 11/6/2011
8. The World Is As It Is! 11/16/2011
9. Life: -Speech, Silence, Pause Without Peace 3/7/2011
10. O Death! Thou Not Be Proud 3/7/2011
11. Soundless Splashes 3/7/2011
12. Central Paralysis 3/10/2011
13. Haunting Hopes! 1/2/2012
14. A Mirror 6/26/2012
15. As Time Goes By! 10/24/2012
16. A Soliloquy! 10/24/2012
17. Life, Love And Journey! 11/4/2012
18. Shades And Shadow! 3/16/2014
19. Anxiety And Inertia! 3/21/2014
20. Random Musing! 3/24/2014
21. Silence In Winter! 3/24/2014
22. A World View! 6/20/2014
23. Rain In Summer! 7/13/2014
24. New World Order! 9/7/2014
25. Life-Beats! 3/16/2014
26. Winter And Spring. 2/8/2012
27. Refugee Camps 3/11/2011
28. Sports Mania 3/9/2011
29. An Obituary To A Love! 3/16/2014
30. People, Power And Politics! 3/16/2014
31. Leaves Falling On The Road 3/7/2011
32. War, Death And Shadow! 2/15/2012
33. Day After Day: Day After Day 3/11/2011
34. 2013: An Ode! 1/2/2013
35. Love: A Pretty Nonsense. 11/20/2011
36. Symphony Of Life 3/7/2011

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Best Poem of Mrityunjay Jha

Symphony Of Life

Voices within and voices without
Each disrupting the other.
Sometimes in silence,
Loud and clear the next time.
And reaching at the conclusion remains
A distant drum-beat.
The more attempts made to grasp its notes
The more discordant it appears.
Life has the only breathing-space left
The mid-point or the intersection
Of voices: within and without
Each disrupting the other
And the music is born
Devoid of harmony, but eternal in nature
We call it-
Noise –The symphony of life.

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Soundless Splashes

This is a small town
Where a road begins and ends
Within a space of nothing.
And where the chances are that
You run into yourself
So often, quick and soon
That the sense of wonder of life
Dissolves.In the repetitive rythm of life
Without making even a single splash.

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