Poetry

  • बारिश की बूँदें | Hindi Poetry

    Baarish ki Boondein Poetry by Abhinav उठायें ज़रा सर, और आँखों को मूंदें, इस्तकबाल करें, ये हैं बारिश की बूँदें | .. रिश्ता इनसे बड़ा पुराना है, कौन कहता है गुज़र गया वो ज़माना है, पुरानी बात कह कर, यूँ छाता न खोलें  इस्तकबाल करें, ये हैं बारिश की बूँदें | .. बचपन की बारिश … Read more...


  • मन का चोर | Hindi Poetry

    Mann Ka Chor “मन का चोर” takes you on a journey from what we were, to what we are. Nothing much has changed, though a lot has changed still.     वजूद मेरे वतन का उसी दिन सिमट गया, जब मेरे मन का चोर गोरे को मिल गया वजूद की लड़ाई मॆं जो खींची थी … Read more...


  • Switched Mirror Views

    Switched Mirror Views Poem by Abhinav … Shy were the eyes, the smirk seemed pure; the look vouched for me, opining I was sure As his back was a little sore, yeah that’s when my soul tickled its core.   The metal was doing its bit, under my watchful eyes He acknowledged it, with a … Read more...


  • Discovery of Recovering India

    Writer – Abhinav Dwivedi Columbus sailed for us, but he discovered US. Our shores were wide; perhaps he got swayed with a different tide. Well our ancient times were golden rich; Aryabhatta tasked the stars, long before Greenwich. He made the Nanda dynasty mourn; Mr. Chanakya scripted a non-fictitious Game of Thrones. King Porus restricted the … Read more...


  • RIP Aylan Kurdi

    RIP Aylan Kurdi (a young Syrian boy, lost in the war)     My soul seeks the shore; dad said it’s nearby;   My mama is fast asleep; big brother has just waved goodbye;   I hate this misty night; I can’t hear bombs for good, they make me petrified;   The sand was warm at home; the water is cold and won’t … Read more...


  • Lost Benevolence

    Where are those hearts, that talked and talked but not a word of caste. Where are those pals, who laughed and laughed not over thy loss. Lost are those days, when masks were just part of the Halloween. For now everyone makes up so clean, there resides none Who shall be called mine, besides the … Read more...


  • Rampant soul and Rebel dreams

    I am a free soul in a caged body. I have my dreams But i’m out of choices. I have my voice I’m yet to be heard I have my fears Yet to be conquered I wanna live high Always on the edge  With fear on my mind and Courage in my heart I wanna … Read more...


  • The unsung hero

    She probably doesn’t say it She probably doesn’t realize it often She probably doesn’t feel the need to make an issue out of it Maybe she’s used to it Maybe she’s unknown to the other side Maybe the culture doesn’t consider her But deep in her thoughts; She knows, She deserves an applaud She deserves … Read more...