Tribhawan Kaul Poems
- After Death Amidst Whispers of ‘rest in peace’ vibrating ...
- The Martyr Lotus blooms only in mud bleeding wounds do give ...
- Musing Of An Autistic Love knows no boundaries yet lacks ...
- The Women This world is, because of the woman this universe ...
- I Am Not A Poet? I am not a poet? I am not a poet, ...
- Water (Children's Day Special... Drink water Which is pure ...
- A Morning In An Indian Village Rising sun in the horizon a ...
I was born in J & K State of India on 01-01-1946 to a Kashmiri Hindu parents. Having been brought up and educated in Delhi with diverse cultural moorings; writing poems, both in hindi and english, has been my passion and I became a freelance published writer-poet after my superannuation from Indian Air Force/ CGO(EQ) in December 2005.
I am a bilingual freelance writer-poet. My published works include three anthologies in hindi viz Nane Muno Ke Rupak (1959) , Sab-Rang (2010) , Mann Ki Tarang (2012) , Bus Ek Nirjharni Bhawnaaon Kee (2016) besides ‘ Children of Lost Gods’ (2013) & Refreshing Writes (2015) which are anthologies of my english poems/short-stories.
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''Everyone deserves his/her own luck and luck comes in disguise of an opportunity. Grab the opportunity, you will find luck smiling on you.:''Tribhawan Kaul
''Everyone deserves his/her own luck and luck comes in disguise of an opportunity. Grab the opportunity, you will find luck smiling on you''Self written
''Eyes always have been powerful medium of silent expression/TK''Self
''Positive and negative thinking are the two side of the same coin. It depends upon the mental makeup of the person to initiate right action according to one's right attitude/TK''Tribhawan Kaul
''Maturity comes with age and with it rigidity too. However to swim with the times, both rigidity and flexibility is desired according to the situation./TK''Tribhawan Kaul
Whispers of ‘rest in peace’
vibrating entire cosmos
a departed soul watching
curiously from the above
a body below
surrounded by wailing people
spelling out all the words
available in praise
eulogising white deeds
ignoring the black ones
wiping crocodile tears
and laughing in sleeves
friends, foes and family
come to remember
a departed soul
wishes to be the whole
but for its KARMAS.