Sanjay Mehta

Rookie - 102 Points (14-03-1967 / Nagrota Bagwan)

Sanjay Mehta Poems

41. Entropy 5/8/2012
42. Rotten Mind Set 5/8/2012
43. Countryside 5/8/2012
44. 21st Century Human Being 5/8/2012
45. Child Labour 5/8/2012
46. Anarchy 5/8/2012
47. Mirage 5/11/2012
48. Unmarked Impressions 5/11/2012
49. Dawn 5/11/2012
50. Arrested Desires 5/8/2012
51. Search In Vaccum 5/29/2012
52. Jakhoo 7/17/2012
53. Till That Uprising 7/17/2012
54. Temple Visitors 7/25/2012
55. Birth Of A Stream 7/27/2012
56. 50th Independence Anniversary 7/27/2012
57. Death Ii 8/9/2012
58. A Call 12/7/2012
59. Resurrect 12/10/2012
60. Main Kahan Hoo 2/25/2013
61. Race 8/12/2013
62. Misplaced Priorities 9/2/2013
63. Lucknow 3/20/2014
64. Patient Conspiracy 8/12/2015
65. Misfit 8/12/2015
66. Simla To Shimla 3/14/2016
67. Rose 4/2/2017
68. Water 9/27/2018
69. A Kingdom Derails 2/27/2013
70. Barber's Shop 3/31/2012
71. Coffee House 5/8/2012
72. Jasmine Revolution 5/3/2012
73. Conscience Speaks 4/29/2012
74. I Equal To You 3/29/2012
75. Moon 3/31/2012
76. Daughter 6/8/2012
77. Wake Up Call 8/9/2012
78. Snow 8/24/2012
79. Water Mill 9/7/2012
80. Clouds 5/8/2012

Comments about Sanjay Mehta

  • Www. Poemhunter.com/m-d-dinesh-nair-2 (9/5/2012 1:41:00 AM)

    Mr Sanjay Mehta is one of the most talented poets from India on this platform.
    Quality of diction and the proverbial brevity is the wit of soul rule high in his case. In the years ahead I hope Mr Mehta to leave behind an anthology of ever green poems and I wish him all the best.

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Best Poem of Sanjay Mehta

Brain

Lord giveth the brain
To be sane
Which we all
Have profaned.

Made amongst us
Few insane
Mirrored reflection
For the sane.

But this brain
Of the sane
Has become
A source of bane.

Boon!
For him
Who
Lacks the brain.

No I, No my
No boundaries
To restrict
The flight.

Oh brain
Why
Thou has
This animal tamed.

Read the full of Brain

Library

Drowsing on the chair at six in the evening,
I sat in the library.
Attendant came to put the lights on.
Some chairs after days work were lucky to be empty,
While some were occupied.
I felt the chair feel uneasy.
Uneasiness passed on to the scholars
They moved here and there.
The chair cried in pain.

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