vijay gupta Poems
|121.||Foster Mother Lady Panna||8/24/2008|
|122.||Sudhama The Great||8/27/2008|
|123.||Tuhi Ram The Great||8/28/2008|
|127.||Story Of My Tears||9/11/2008|
|128.||Cry Of A Mother||9/18/2008|
|129.||Arrangement For Lunch||9/20/2008|
|131.||Not Rocked Them||9/28/2008|
|132.||Live Like An Alive Person||10/17/2008|
|133.||Enemy No. One||10/20/2008|
|134.||Mr. Raj Thakrey Of Maharastra||10/22/2008|
|135.||His Mother Is Weeping||10/23/2008|
|136.||Do You Know Him?||10/25/2008|
|138.||An Old Man||11/7/2008|
|139.||More & More Islamisation||11/8/2008|
|140.||Away From Nifty||11/12/2008|
|141.||Lunch With Out Courtesy||11/16/2008|
|142.||She & Her||11/25/2008|
|144.||Fragrance Of Relations||11/25/2008|
|145.||Happy New Year||1/3/2009|
|146.||He Was Quiet Mum||1/4/2009|
|147.||Can He Be?||1/12/2009|
|149.||They Are Sad||1/26/2009|
|150.||A Midnight Journey||1/31/2009|
|151.||Jihad Theory Of Islam||3/5/2009|
|153.||If Words Worth Alive Today?||10/2/2008|
|154.||Sea Of Sorrows||10/7/2008|
|155.||Worst Creature Of The Earth||10/11/2008|
|157.||Slaves On The Earth||3/12/2009|
|158.||My Magic Cry||3/13/2009|
|160.||Net Of Memories||3/20/2009|
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 ...
Power is playing a vital role in the society since the birth of mankind.
I am hurt by seeing this phenomena.
Men is suppressing his wife & children’s while he may be wrong.
Big nations are dictating poor countries in a wrong manner.
When one exploits other, I felt hurt by seeing this.
One uses muscular power against weaker person that grows grief in me.
We are living in modern age,
But men is not civilized yet now.