vijay gupta Poems
|362.||A Commander With Out Portfolio||12/23/2007|
|364.||A Friendly Match||4/16/2008|
|365.||Arrow & Oak Tree||5/3/2009|
|366.||Be Kind To Animals||4/25/2009|
|368.||An Evening On The Sea Shore||11/3/2009|
|370.||Rainbow Of Morning||9/29/2017|
|371.||He Can Not Ignore||11/4/2012|
|373.||Riots In Muzaffarnagar||9/26/2013|
|374.||Lyrics Has Gone||7/28/2013|
|375.||Partition Of India In 1947 Was Must.||8/24/2009|
|379.||“bound To Work”||10/16/2008|
|381.||Am I Insane?||6/5/2008|
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Am I Insane?
Am I insane?
They were eating, drinking and dancing on the floor.
Unfortunately I was there.
A newspaper having horrible news was in my hand.
“Some hungry men snatched the lunch of some formers.”
It was very sad news for total human society.
People on the floor were happy and in cheer.
They have no botheration by this news at that time.
Were they ignorant?
Were they innocent?
There was sufficient delicious food on every table.
Wine, meat was in affluent.
I try to pick up some eatable items.
At that moment the faces of hungry men comes in my ...
Cry Of A Child
“Cry of a child”
Balloon, balloon, balloon,
cry of a kid attract the attention of many,
at the gate of school.
A kid with his mother was going to the school.
There was a paddler having so many balloons.
Kid want a balloon, mother refused,
but he became crying.
Such scenes can be seen when three meets at one place,