Monthly Archives: January 2013
The beauty of rising sun, when it is seen on beach.. it seems like sun is taking bath early in the morning .. the very hot sun, which is the ball of burning fire seems pleasant and the scene or … Continue reading
In the chilled winter, driving a tyre of bicycle, on the bank of river Kamla. An innocent girl. She was enchanted in her game. I could not understand whether she is happy or unnoticed.
When heart is broken pains remain for forever When the lute is broken, sweet tune comes never, When the weir is broken water stays no more When the string is broken pearls strew on floor.. not completed yet…
There is no poetry without women and nature. They are the soul of Literature mysterious and beauteous adorable and admirable unpredictable and unendurable more you explore, more you find So please don’t kill my poetry! _____rajeev raushan
I remember you in rain, I feel hell of pain My heart get lot of strain. My heart is mourning Only rain could listen Because it is din in rain. I remeber my pain in rain I was … Continue reading