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DIVINE SOUL My temple is golden full of essence ; A happy soul am I . She dance and enjoy whole day and night ; She hardly ever cry She has a knowledge tree ,ladden with wisdom fruits , To bless me from the evils , And under it I sit for long time When her work is done , will depart for sky INDIA 01-05-2019 Copyright ASHOK KUMAR NEW BASTI BARAUT BAGHPAT UP ....250611 PHILOSOPHICAL POEM BY ASHOK KUMAR INTERNATIONAL POET FROM BARAUT BAGHPAT UP

DIVINE SOUL My temple is golden full of essence ; A happy soul am I . She dance and enjoy whole day and night ; She hardly ever cry She has a knowledge tree ,ladden with wisdom fruits , To bless me from the evils , And under it I sit for long time When her work is done , will depart for sky INDIA 01-05-2019 Copyright ASHOK KUMAR NEW BASTI BARAUT BAGHPAT UP ....250611 PHILOSOPHICAL POEM BY ASHOK KUMAR INTERNATIONAL POET FROM BARAUT BAGHPAT UP

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छोटी सी चिडिया कहा रहेगी ? क्रोध ,चीत्कार से जरजर हो रहे मन मंदिर टूट रहे सभी रिश्ते नाते जर जोरू की खातिर बिखरा प्यार ,भांडे गलियो मे फूट रहे न्याय मांगने की खातिर आँसू घूम रहे बन्द अल्मारी का खुला दरवाजा , चोर लूट रहे ची ,ची करती छोटी चिडिया ,आँसू भी रो रहे दम घुटता अब इस मन मंदिर मे ,खोज रही नया इत देखे उत देखे,विध्वंश सभी तन - मन यहां किधर बनाए अपना घोसला ,प्थर दिल शिकारी डोल रहे ची ,ची करती चिडिया के आँसू फूट फूट कर रो रहे किससे अब यह अपने दिल के जज्बात कहेगी छोटी सी ,प्यारी सी यह चिडिया अब कहा रहेगी छोटी चिडिया .....आत्मा मन मंदिर ............शरीर भारत 30-04-2019 copyright अशोक कुमार 6/344 नई बस्ती पट्टी चौधरान निकट प्रिया शिशु भारती पब्लिक स्कूल बडौत बागपत उत्तर प्रदेश 250611 Spiritual Poem by ASHOK KUMAR INTERNATIONAL POET FROM BARAUT BAGHPAT UP

छोटी सी चिडिया कहा रहेगी ? क्रोध ,चीत्कार से जरजर हो रहे मन मंदिर टूट रहे सभी रिश्ते नाते जर जोरू की खातिर बिखरा प्यार ,भांडे गलियो मे फूट रहे न्याय मांगने की खातिर आँसू घूम रहे बन्द अल्मारी का खुला दरवाजा , चोर लूट रहे ची ,ची करती छोटी चिडिया ,आँसू भी रो रहे दम घुटता अब इस मन मंदिर मे ,खोज रही नया इत देखे उत देखे,विध्वंश सभी तन - मन यहां किधर बनाए अपना घोसला ,प्थर दिल शिकारी डोल रहे ची ,ची करती चिडिया के आँसू फूट फूट कर रो रहे किससे अब यह अपने दिल के जज्बात कहेगी छोटी सी ,प्यारी सी यह चिडिया अब कहा रहेगी छोटी चिडिया .....आत्मा मन मंदिर ............शरीर भारत 30-04-2019 copyright अशोक कुमार 6/344 नई बस्ती पट्टी चौधरान निकट प्रिया शिशु भारती पब्लिक स्कूल बडौत बागपत उत्तर प्रदेश 250611 Spiritual Poem by ASHOK KUMAR INTERNATIONAL POET FROM BARAUT BAGHPAT UP

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TEARS OF SOUL Oh ! God how she bear the rain of tears She spent all those precious moments for many years Hear heart is weeping urging to God She is on the earth ,her son is near lord Rock may melt ,sun and moon tears dried Her tears crying before dried O ! She is worldly woman with soft sweet heart Now her temple is empty without soul Her son was her dream and goal Ah ! My heart is so sad ,my mystic eyes can't stop tear Oh !God you are so kind but how such pain she can bear A mother is as a corpse weeping urging to God What was her fault ? Why he snatched her soul so early He was her eye on the olden age as lovely Broken pieces of mother heart are calling lovely sun Demanding give her that gun INDIA 05-05-2019 ©® ASHOK KUMAR NEW BASTI BARAUT BAGHPAT UP 250611 Beautiful poem by ASHOK KUMAR INTERNATIONAL POET FROM BARAUT BAGHPAT

TEARS OF SOUL Oh ! God how she bear the rain of tears She spent all those precious moments for many years Hear heart is weeping urging to God She is on the earth ,her son is near lord Rock may melt ,sun and moon tears dried Her tears crying before dried O ! She is worldly woman with soft sweet heart Now her temple is empty without soul Her son was her dream and goal Ah ! My heart is so sad ,my mystic eyes can't stop tear Oh !God you are so kind but how such pain she can bear A mother is as a corpse weeping urging to God What was her fault ? Why he snatched her soul so early He was her eye on the olden age as lovely Broken pieces of mother heart are calling lovely sun Demanding give her that gun INDIA 05-05-2019 ©® ASHOK KUMAR NEW BASTI BARAUT BAGHPAT UP 250611 Beautiful poem by ASHOK KUMAR INTERNATIONAL POET FROM BARAUT BAGHPAT