With a Rose in my hands…

So eagerly with a rose in my hands, I kept waiting so long at the door. When I peeped through the window, I found her lying on the bed of roses. -D.K Chauhan ‘Baaghi’

Isn’t it ???

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

The Tides of Infidelity…

The storm that arises in the heart Often overflows the tears in the eyes. Huge tides of infidelity surround me Seems that boat of love is going to sink. – D.K Chauhan Baaghi

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.

The wind that kisses your lips…

I feel jealous to the wind which kisses your lips, Unsettles your hairs and touches your chick Flags your scarf when you walk in the street Always I hate yet I have to breathe it to live. – D.K Chauhan ‘Baaghi’

Don’t Unsettle Me…

Don’t play with me just like a doll, Dolls often break on mishandling. Don’t cick me like a piece of stone, Many wish to have it in their rings. Don’t unsettle me just like the dust, Dust may make your eyes to weep. -D.K Chauhan Baaghi

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

My Grave often laughs…..

My grave often laughs at me, Whenever my skeleton cracks to peep you.

Something is lost …

Uff ! I Do not know what I have lost? But my eyes often search her in crowd. -D.K Chauhan ‘Baaghi’