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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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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INTRODUCTION
This is not a poem for beauty.
This is a poem for truth.
Not written to decorate pages,
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This is not made to sound sweet or fine,
This poem speaks when silence hurts the most;
When money makes our own blood cross the line,
And turns a home into a broken post.
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He entered war too young to know its fear,
Yet bore a flame that age could not come near.
The circling trap that Drona's wisdom made,
He broke alone, while greater warriors stayed.
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