मैं इस ब्लॉग का इस्तेमाल अपनी पसंदीदा कविताओं,कहानियों, को दुनिया के सामने लाने के लिए कर रहा हूँ. मैं इस ब्लॉग का इस्तेमाल अव्यावसायिक रूप से कर रहा हूँ.मैं कोशिश करता हूँ कि केवल उन्ही रचनाओं को सामने लाऊँ जो पब्लिक डोमेन में फ्री ऑफ़ कॉस्ट अवेलेबल है . यदि किसी का कॉपीराइट इशू है तो मेरे ईमेल ajayamitabhsuman@gmail.comपर बताए . मैं उन रचनाओं को हटा दूंगा. मेरा उद्देश्य अच्छी कविताओं,कहानियों, को एक जगह लाकर दुनिया के सामने प्रस्तुत करना है.
Monday 1 June 2020
अब गए काम से
Saturday 23 May 2020
जिन्हें चाह है इस जीवन में
Tuesday 3 October 2017
ISNESS
The Lion is Lion, fearsome of all,
And rat is a rat, So poor so small.
But when in net, Lion was trapped,
One who freed lion,was that puny rat.
In forest a tiger,can Pounce at prey,
But can it run like,on Sand camel may.
The Mango tree mighty, but ever it laugh?
That I am gigantic, and you mere a grass.
A serpent can bite, and Peacock a dance,
But Monkey can jump, on tree by chance.
A rose is so minor and banyan so tall,
But in the fragrance, seen banyan to fall.
Frog of a pond when, hears a cuckoo song,
Does he regret his, sound hoarse, so wrong?
A candle throws light, but does it complain?
have pity, have mercy, please put me in rain.
Can a fish fly and, Eagle a swim?
Singing for cow, is always a dream.
When on the branches, flutters a crow,
Does ask tortoise, Why lazy, so slow?
When does a panther, run fast for kill,
Never he worried,how does prey feel?
While river gets solace, in making a flow,
But Moon in its cool, and Sun in its glow.
A banyan is Banyan, And grass is a grass,
Never judgemental & No creed, no class.
The Being assigns this knowledge to man,
Tranquil , equable should always remain.
Seldom it care what, darkness what shine?
This is the sinful or that is divine,
With beauty is playful,with grave also fine.
Not worried for virtue, Nor guilt it define.
Always sustaining,No ego,no greed,
Feed vegitation & also Feed weed.
What tiny what big & minow what tall,
The existence provide, A shelter for all.
In cloud, in thunder, in rain that you found,
In roaring of lion & bird's chirping sound.
If fire then glow, in human is thought,
If air then flow, is water when drought.
In Color is rainbow,is morning of day,
In fragrance mellow,if Sun then it's ray.
In blossom of flower and growth of seed,
Pervading eternal & all that you need.
What right,what wrong, it never support,
Although indulgent, but never put force.
All that surround, but separate indeed,
Such is this isness, Not captive, nor freed.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
04.10.2017, Wednesday
Saturday 30 September 2017
Burden of faith
Spreading the Light but
suffering the people's wrath,
Enlighten one often carry
Often the burden of faith.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
01.10.2017, Sunday
Wednesday 27 September 2017
Alter Ego
Alter Ego
When Jesus said I
and father are one,
come to me you all
Before I am gone.
Declared the krishna
that I am the one,
Who created the world
all things have come.
And under the Bodhhi
When buddha attained,
Bursting with joy then
Humbly proclaimed.
Which cannot be seen
Which cannot be known,
That nothing is me
That void, that none.
Then often you ask
And wanted reply,
A Jesus , A Budhha
Egoistic so, why.
What they conveyed
you never perceived,
With clouds in mind
truth seldom received.
When they asserted
about themselves so high,
You looked at those man
With doubting eye.
Your ego is trouble
And it is the one,
is always in doubt
And in suspicion.
Either you boost it
Or get it nurtured,
At times pretending
You Look so cultured.
In Krishna, in Jesus
Where is me, my,
They refer the source
When speak of I.
Mirrors are they
and simply reflect,
Who ever you are
What ever project.
And till you know
language of unknown,
bound to mis-conceive
and wrongly respond.
The Krishna, The Budhha
The Jesus, names long,
recognize you always
After they are gone.
The Nanak, Laotse
Same Light with names.
Where ever you touch
The sea remains the same.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
27.09.2017, Wednesday
Tuesday 26 September 2017
Reward of the God
In the shadow of hill
and Bank of a River,
Father and Son were
Treading together.
Gentle was air though
Forest was thick,
Rabbits were playing
A hide and seek.
Saw the son, birds,
Chirping in rain,
Flowers were flowing
In beautiful terrain.
What a dusky cloud
And rainbow by chance,
Exclaimed the father
And begun to dance.
Tears flew through eyes
With gratitude and Joy,
Bow down to Gardener
Father said to the Boy.
And boy was surprised
In such forest and rain,
Where is the Gardener
In such man-less plain.
Why he would take
such fruitless task.
whom to show this and
Still he hidden in mask.
Who is here to enjoy
The flower and rain,
and what is award
Boy asked with disdain.
Not able to watch
Not able to touch,
Why such a puzzle
Throw you so much.
Smiled the father
Replied to the boy,
No body is required
To celebrate in joy.
He cares the plants
With water through rain,
gives sunlight to grow
And makes beautiful plain.
Food through soil
And thorn to protect,
Shelters the flowers
Can not you detect.
Can not we touch him
Can not we watch,
But he is surrounding
Where ever we walk.
He is prevailing in
Fragrance you love,
Blossoming of flowers
And Cuckoo of a bird.
And Son you are asking
What is his award,
This dance of nature is
making him to laugh.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
26.09.2017,Tuesday
A MAN WHO SPEAKS MANY THING
A man, who speaks many thing,
Never speaks any thing.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
26.09.2017, Tuesday
How to present myself sick
Yes, I have learnt the Trick
How to present myself sick.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
15.09.2017, Friday
Friday 15 September 2017
Disciple is not on the way
If master has to guide,
Something to Say,
One thing , but certain,
Disciple is not on the way.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
15.09.2017, Friday
I am, I am not
While living in Berlin
I dreamt for Sanghai,
when crossing the river,
Never sail, tempted to fly.
What is there in mind
seldom comes out of mouth,
Say yes with emphasis
When clouded with doubt.
Treading for north
And thinking of south,
while talking of peace
Often I shout.
When hate is in heart
Then soft is response,
Always calculative
cautious of pros-cons.
Pulling the water
when out of a well,
Am enjoying in mind
A flower and smell.
Aspiring for love
and desiring for life,
Spent my time as if
It is a planned strife.
Who is this man
"Amitabh" I thought,
Replied my mind
I am, I am not.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
15.09.2017, Friday
Monday 28 August 2017
Search For An Authentic Man
Queries were many
as the boy was crazy,
answers were few and
Old man gone tizzy.
His questions unlimited
but pure was his heart,
and man was unable
To quench his thirst.
Failing in answer
Man replied the boy,
An authentic man can
surely lead you to joy.
Questions unlimited
Thirst growing more,
Kept looking for man
Whose heart was pure.
With lamp in hand
Through day and night,
Boy searched for years
and continued his fight.
Having tired of journey
and efforts relent-less,
One day in mirror
He saw his face.
and started to dance
and laughed in joy,
Old man got anxious
and asked the boy.
Free from anxiety
and no more in swamp,
Replied the boy
I have saved my lamp.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
28.08.2017
Tuesday 22 August 2017
Heaven and Hell
Though accumulated
power and wealth,
A King was depressed
with anxiety and bad health.
Once he saw a man
With peaceful face,
Mind without qualm
and not in any haste.
He approached the man
and asked ,O peaceful mind,
Life turning out to be mess
Have mercy , please unwind.
You must have seen
The heaven and Hell,
Please show me the way
King started to yell.
Mocking at him
With viscious smile,
Replied the man
Your effort is futile.
Asking useless question
such an idiot you are,
Heaven and hell, imaginery
Donot you know so far.
Being humiliated
And filled with Anger,
King raised his sword
and man was in Danger.
Instead, man laughed
This all I had to tell,
Glorifying self ego
is the way to Hell.
You have broken my ego
and have given a dent,
Realizing his mistake
King started to repent,.
If you desire for heaven
Man said with pity in eye,
Ego is the only obstacle
which you have to pacify.
Ajay Amitabh Suman
23.08.2017
Wednesday 9 August 2017
PRAYER TO DEATH
Journey to Happiness
What you collect, what you own
serching the whole world remain futile
Unworthy help
and Giving poor a raise
in expectation of reward