Pushkar Bisht Poems
|41.||Meeting With Great Souls||3/31/2013|
|44.||Mother's Blessings & Love||6/22/2013|
|45.||My Big Brother (Manav Bhaiya)||7/23/2007|
|46.||My Childhood School||3/31/2013|
|47.||My Prayer To All||3/31/2013|
|48.||My Steps With Him||3/31/2013|
|49.||No More Tears In My Eyes||3/31/2013|
|50.||No Respect For The Little Thing||3/31/2013|
|52.||Nothing Is More Beautiful Than Humanity..||3/31/2013|
|53.||O Beautiful Ray!||3/31/2013|
|54.||O Grace, O Grace…||11/29/2015|
|56.||On Your Returning||11/29/2015|
|57.||Pearls Of Wisdom||12/3/2013|
|58.||Scholars And Genius||11/29/2015|
|60.||When You Stand At My Grave||3/31/2013|
|61.||You Can Change The World With A Smile||10/25/2014|
|62.||You Can Create||3/31/2013|
|63.||You Don’t Need To Follow Me, I Am Nothing||12/23/2013|
A Beautiful Flower Rose
Rose is a beautiful flower,
Having a lot of fragrance
Growing among the deadly thorns,
It has never lost its beauty.
Being under the care of sun,
Getting the power from the sun,
It never fades but glows brightly.
Becoming itself a good present to the sweet-heart.
Keeping the negative energy away,
Bringing a positive attitude towards us,
What else do we need from it?
It just offers a good love to us.
Offering rose at the feet of God,
Rose itself feels proud of performing,
Its duty for the sake of Lord,
Taking the last breath ...
My mom is a very good.
She never does any harm to anybody.
She never taught me to fight with anybody.
Now, she is running thirty-eight.
She remains very quiet and sad,
Because her brother is no more.
She would love her brother more than herself.
She is down with her problem of headache.