Isn’t it ???

This lonely journey often asks Where is the crowd of the start?

Poem – The Love

Love is temple, love is God Holly prayer of the world. Love is trust, love is kind, Often, people say it blind. Love is life, love is breathe Without it nothing exists. Love is pain, love is pleasure It’s limitless non can measure. Love can win entire the world Without gun, bomb and sword.

‘Happy New Year’ to my loving friends and dear foes…

Incomplete…

Whenever, I get lost in past memories My shadow smiles at incomplete story.

Just 4 lines 4 Mothers….

When I look back, I see a crowd of memories. And it often seems, My Mother is still leading. D.K Chauhan Baaghi

Am I Right?

Birth is painful Death gives peace, During birth baby cries After death people sleep.

Love is life and Hate is death…

‘Love’ is life and ‘Hate’ is death, ‘Kindness is ornaments and Humanity is dress. We are performers, everyone has to act, On this world’s crowded stage. -D.K Chauhan ‘Baaghi’

It’s my birthday today …

Neither for myself nor for this world. I am alive to keep my mother’s words. -D.K Chauhan ‘Baaghi’

The Lonely Journey…

The lonely journey often asks, Where is the crowd of the start?

Who is a friend?

Someone who feels your pain Never thinks of loss and gain He / she is your real friend…. Someone who calls your name On cloudy days when eyes rain He / she is your real friend…… -D.K Chauhan ‘Baaghi’