Poems by Ashok Kumar
WRITING IS PASSION
Writing is blessing
of God
believe it or not
peace
is its food
love is its root
imagination is
required
fact and fiction
is its
manure
devices are its
ornaments
octave and sestet
are its
flowers
Mind and soul
gives birth
intellectual and
intelligence
nurture it
people give it
different
names
poetry
gazal and song.
TO THE DEATH !
O ! death,
How cruel ,inhuman you’re.
Fangs of sweet poison ,
From long time rich and experienced
So many hands
Cancer , Tuberculosis,Malnutrition
Tears are blind to see sweet roses condition
Curved surface unbearable position
O! Sweet roses
Without your existence
How we would get essence ?
Who would play in the nature ?
My MYSTIC soul Appeal to all creature
To save all roses future
O! Man without fragrance
Life wouldn’t be life
Isn’t world changing so fast ?
Death hasn’t any cast.
THY MUSIC! FOR THE INTEGRITY
Forgiveness is not the ornament of weak
Let’s walk around and seek
Our temple is enlightened by thy light
Our sweet soul is the music of thy might
Dark shadow of terrorism
Would be defeated by humanism
Ya Ram ! Ya Sufism ! Ya Raheem
No country can progress without this dream
Sophisticated soul believe in unity and diversity
Wheresoever this may roam
Mystic soul feel confident , comfort in thy home
Life is the sunbeam of thy foam
Mystic heart ! Musical soul
Sing sweet soft song of thy goal
Mysterious myth , fabulous lyrics
Spirit and emotional intensity
No ,need of crown
Mystic soul is hungry for thy inner beauty.
ATUNIS GALAXY POETRY 