motivational – D K Chauhan Poetry

Isn’t it ???

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

Tell the storm of failure to change its way, I’m standing in the middle like a huge rock. -D.K Chauhan ‘Baaghi’

My facial wrinkles and foot ulcers, Tell everything about my struggles.

Let us together light the lamps of ‘love’ That storm of the hate may get diverted.

Take out the nails of hate with love Living silently in this noisy world. (Dedicated to Mahatma Ghandhi)

Tell the troubles not to threaten I am quite ready with a sword of courage.

Injuries of struggles never pain, Those who feel it, nothing gain.

What will you do with the gold and diamonds? Don’t forget, the grave – clothes contain no pocket.

Don’t put off the light of hopes, Sensation of being alive is still left.