Rajpal Singh

Rookie (2nd February 1964 / Kolkatta in West Bengal, India)

Biography of Rajpal Singh

Rajpal Singh poet

On this orb of death,
In 1964, me Heaven made fall,
For, I could take my first breath,
And to be called ‘Rajpal’
And to give joy to them all
Who hung around for nine months and not less
For this prisoner to get enthralled
In the cell of blood and flesh.
My custodians, guards and warders
To make this detenu flourished
With all traits of mind and soul
Sustained, supported and nourished.
Themselves suffered they scorch summery,
But me they kept under shadowy tree.
Me they schooled to develop faculties
And to earn for me a post degree.
Never thought I or dreamt ever
That could a verse be writ by me ever.
But it being known to me so far
That language and thought her two components be.
Former maketh her body and latter the immortal part:
Without the latter, it is like a lifeless corpse.
And only a month before nineteen ninety nine,
Decided I to make a good start
By writing for Him a few lines,
In His name and only in His praises,
But soon I found drenched in deluge of phrases.
My first verse bloomed from an invisible bud,
And I named it “In Search Of God”.

Rajpal Singh's Works:

'MOKSHA-THE SALVATION'- is my first book published in 2011, by Mahabodhi Book Agency, Culcutta. It is a long Verse comprising 2076 verse lines. The book is available with the publisher.

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Strangle Me Not

Thousand thousand miles away, O’ hotty,
You liv’th in Nytva’s land fold;
Why do hide silvery beauty
Inside cruel cloth’s fold.
Cries the body “strangle me not
With cloth’ O’ maid, sweet and suave,
All with time do fade and rot,
Whatever flourish within this Earth’s curve.”
So why do inflict on yourself so much anguish,

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