Rajendra Prasad Meena Jaipur India Poems

A thought is born
quietly,
in the soft chamber of the mind
It does not stay there long.
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Go not where no invitation lies,
Lest silent scorn should meet your eyes.
Unwelcome there your presence seems,
So linger here, and guard your dreams.
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Silence did not arrive gently—
it stayed,
when words refused to carry
the heaviness inside me.
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Within the silence of the mind, A million doors await to shine; Where numbers sleep in rows of stone, And words create a world unknown.

A number is a nameless star, A distant light, a world afar; But give it wings, a face, a name, And memory lights its inner flame.
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O Winter, pale monarch of the silent night,
Thou com'st with frosty breath and iron air;
The moon stands trembling in thy silver light,
While shivering earth lies naked and bare.
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Do not go where words are mean,
Where teasing hurts and jokes are rude;
Such places slowly teach the heart
To lose its warmth and forget what's good.
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O Mother Saraswati, pure and bright,
Fill our minds with gentle light.
Teach us how to think and see,
What is false and what should be.
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How sweet the internet may seem at first,
Yet slowly steals the treasure of our day;
We wander there with never-ending thirst,
And let our golden hours fade away.
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In silent rooms with tired eyes,
They work through dark and restless skies.
Pens move fast, hearts stay true,
Preparing lists for me and you.
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When morning lifts its soft and golden light,
The quiet sky begins to glow and rise;
Warm winds move gently through the fading night,
And hope awakens slowly in our eyes.
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