विश्वास

जीने की उमंग, मारने का डर 
मनुष्य की है बस यही कमजोरी 
कल की बात कल पर निर्भर 

कही खुशी तो कही गम
कही उत्सव तो कही मातम 
सच मे,नही पता क्या होगा कल? 

समय की गति को तो बस चलते जाना 
मनुष्य का जोर नही उस पर 
समय के साथ कल की बात 
कल की बात कल पर  निर्भर 
आज की मेहनत,कल का फल 

कल की बात कल पर निर्भर 
कल की ना सोच
मेहनत कर लगन से 
तभी पाएगा फल 
कल की बात कल पर निर्भर

धैर्य,सहनशीलता, हिम्मत 
कार्य निष्ठा,साहस,मेहनत से 
डरता है समय 
कल  को भी जान सकते है हम 
इस से 

विश्वास रख कर कार्य कर 
समय को भी हराया जा सकता है 
तू  चाहे तो  आपने लिए 
आसमाँ पर 
भी रास्ता बना सकता है ।                          
©ईरा सिंह

The poem, I shared with you all above , is my first poem to get published in my school magazine. I wrote this when I was in 10th class, and as today when we completed 500+ family on The Hidden Soul, I thought to share this poem with you all which is very near to my heart as a small token of thank you from my side as I don’t find any other way to thank you guys who always supported me in every step till here.

I am highly grateful and overwhelmed with all your support and love, the encouraging comments and every like you left on my post always motivates me and make me immensely happy. Here, I have met many amazing people whose work always amaze me and inspires everybody around and I cannot be more blessed to met them.

A very big thank you for it !!!!!!

THANK YOU for reading it 😊

Take care

Stay safe!!!!!

Smiles

smiles are misleading

Don’t ever believe them

Fake smiles, all I know

Ornate my face, people are jealous of

the pain I concealed inside

Turmoil in head

You will never know

Soul crying in the dark

Running in distress

Anxiety which I never divulge

Hiding behind that big smile

More afraid of sympathy

That is never meant

Gives more grief

As nobody ever understands

I smile and laugh

On my petty self

Before anyone else would know

May be

Giving me the strength to face it all

To always put a brave self

Is not easy, you know

want for an escape

Where I can be myself

Not all smiling faces

Are happy faces, you know

Smiles are always misleading, I guess so!!!!!
©Era Singh

Thanks for reading it😊😊

And do share with me, do you also think, smiles are misleading?

चाह

“मैं बंद पिंजरे में बैठा
हमेशा यही सोचता
क्या जीवन है मेरा
इतनी जंजीरो से बंधा
कैसी होगी वो बाहर की दुनिया
दिनभर बस यही सोचता
मेरे सपने कब होंगे पूरे
कब मैं बाहर आ पाऊंगा
कुछ डर जाता,सहम जाता
जब कोई रास्ता नजर ना आता
पर फिर भी उड़ाने की चाह मैं रखता । “
© ईरा सिंह

मैंने यह कविता बहुत पहले मन में आने वाले अनेकों सवालो के संधर्ब में लिखी थी । कैसे हम आपने सपनो को पूरा करने के लिए हमेशा मेहनत करते है कभी कभी कुछ सपने पूरे होते है कुछ नही पर हमे कभी भी उम्मीद नही छोड़नी चाहिए।

मैनें इस कविता को मेरे लेख क्या कोरोना भगवान का प्रकोप है या मानव उत्तपन आपदा ? में भी प्रयोग किया था परंतु वहां उसका संधर्ब बिल्कुल अलग था ।

मुझे लगा कि ये कविता एक नई पोस्ट में शेयर करनी चाहिए। आशा करती हूं आपको पसंद आई होगी ।

Thank you for reading it !!!!!!!

Stay safe , Stay healthy!!!!!

THAT GIRL….

she is full of illusions
 you will never know about
her charm , her magic
somewhat different from everyone
she is beautiful
yet mad in her own  very ways
she is sunshine with a hint of a moonlight
Her smile has calmness of  the night
she glows in dark like stars
with hope that never dies.
                                        ©Era singh
                                          

ILLUSION or REALITY?

Between all illusions and realities, life happens
Our perceptions and perspectives are all in mind
The shimmering mirage of mysteries
All fears
All regrets, all experiences
All questions still unsolved
All stories still untold inside us
All anecdotes we live in, and
All delusions we live with
Truth is bitter
Difficult to be accepted
The biggest illusion is time itself
Of this fantasy land    
Illusions of past
Illusions of future and, 
A run from the present where reality resides 
The best is yet to come.         

                                           © Era Singh                                 

                           

ISOLATION

It is for THURSDAY POETRY COMPETITION by Penable https://penableme.wordpress.com/2020/05/07/thursday-poetry-competition/

And topic assigned is ISOLATION, here is what I have written

In that big room

Everything was so quiet

Lying on a hospital bed

She was counting her last breath

With no loved one by her side

All alone and isolated

she was crying inside

Her heartache

And she suffered in despair

Felt the emptiness

Fighting a deadly disease

Her life flashed like a movie

Reminding her old days

What she had done

People she had met

all dreams she had seen

Missing her beloved

All her regrets, all her guilt

All her wishes

The blissful time she had

All memories she recollects

Losing herself bit by bit

Succumbing to death slowly

Her spirits were now giving up

Surrounded by machines

Only sound her ears could now hear

Ventilator giving her breathes

That she might survive to live amplest

No human face could be glimpsed

Even doctors and nurses were all concealed

Giving her faith

Keeping her hope

Trying their best to save the precious soul

That was all they could do

Even they felt helplessness

she thought this was not

How she wanted to depart from this world

In isolation and loneliness

She pitied for herself

But satisfied at least her dearest ones were safe

Wishing their happiness always

Then suddenly there was a beep

Flatline on ECG

She vanished

and was consigned to the grave

All alone and isolated

Yet again

Even her loved ones were not able to pay her last rites

And they moaned her death silently

© Era Singh.

Thank you for reading it.

Is social media boon or curse ?

Yet again someone suicide

Mental trauma, gave up his life

Not everybody is that brave

Someone ego might get satisfied

Wrong allegations or unsaid words

How can you judge

Yes, it is another defamation case

Don’t you think it is murder

All thanks to social media

Is it boon or curse?

We pass the judgment without even thinking once

Are our courts off to vacation

The truth might be different

How do you know

Not even trying once to know it’s veracity

All thanks to social media

Is it boon or curse?

Why life has to be perfect there

With no flaws can ever be found

how quickly we interpret

Oh, he has everything

And I am still struggling

Depression

Insecurities just come in

But it is not what is always seem

Illusion or reality

You don’t know anything

All thanks to social media

Is it boon or curse?

How it is been used to spread fake news

Oh ! Use this medicine

Oh ! Do this or that

Life hacks they say

Social media has a solution for everything

And what can I say on those messages

If not sent to 100 people, bad luck will come in

Increasing hatred

People divide

And truth has a silent cry

All thanks to social media

Is it boon or curse?

© Era Singh

P.S. I just want to say we can use social media in a lot of productive ways. Stop believing in fake news and don’t forward anything without finding out its authenticity because it may take someone’s life or might lead someone to depression. What we saw on social media may not be true so don’t dishearten yourself seeing anyone’s life or success, it might not be true or if it is true, you don’t know how much hard work and struggles he/she might have faced to achieve it. Think wisely, do your work, one day sooner or later, you will achieve all these things.

EVERY DAY IS MOTHER’S DAY ……….

She is my strength

She is my best friend

She is my guide

She is my pride

She burns like a candle to give us light

Her sacrifices , we cannot ever count

Her patience has no bound

She can bear all pains

Just to see that smile on our face

She know me more than me

At times , it totally amaze me

When she is with me , there is a relief

No trouble can than touch me

I have no fears in her lap

I know she held my back

What I am today , is only because of her

I am lucky that she my mother

Thank you for choosing me as your daughter

I love her more than any thing else in this whole world

© Era singh

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY…….

A Very happy mothers day to all the mothers out there . I think single day is not enough for mom , all days start from her , we are are in this world because of her , she is the one who will we there with you always even when no body is there , she will always guide you , she is your biggest criticise because she always want best for you . She will always tell you the truth which every body else afraid to even utter a word . Respect her always .

And one thing , which always bother me , why people left there parents at old age homes , are they not your parents than , how can you do this , you are here because of them , you are dependent on them, they were there even before you are born , so think before you do any thing.

Well , this is all , I want to post today. I hope you like it .

Thank you for reading 😊😊

WAITING ROOM

Waiting rooms

Hold imnumerable stories

Prayers to god

Expectations from doctors

Flood of emotions

Pain that is undefined

That fear of loosing someone close

Flashbacks that are silent for a while

Anxiety what will happen next

Will it be worst or best

That lady side corner who don’t want to accept

don’t want to give up hopes

Will wait till last breath , in ICU

And just somewhere , a new life opens his eyes

That small child wanting his mother back

Who is in OT , fighting to be alive

And , That happy parents whose daughter just recover back

Oh ! There is some sight a relief

Satisfaction has no bounds

Silences and storms

Sorrows or joy

Noises inside head

That keep haunting back

It has hopes

It has despair

As if time has stopped

Life or death

Hospital waiting room hold them all.

© Era Singh

पछतावा

सूरज की किरणें ड़ूब गई

अंधेरा फिर छाया

साथ में काली अंधेरी रात भी लाया

मन सहम गया , कुछ घबराया

हिम्मत टूटने लगी

आत्मविश्वास भी डगमगाया

जब कुछ नज़र ना आया

यह वो रात थी जब चंद भी ना जाने कहाँ छुप गया

रोशनी का कोई साधन नज़र ना आया o

रास्ते खोने लगे , मार्ग भी हर्षाया

मंज़िलें ओर दूर होने लगी

तब समय भी मुस्कुराया

अपनी बेबसी में

मेरे मन में भी आया

हार हो चुकी अब

परिश्रम व्यर्थ बहाया

जब गिरना ही लिखा है किस्मत में

फिर क्यों तू ऊपर आया

हमेशा वो नहीं मिलता जो तुम चाहते हो

पर क्या कौशिश भी नहीं करोगे

बिना परीक्षा दिए

तुम पहले ही परिणाम कैसे जान जायोगे

क्या बिना जाले दीपक रोशनी दे सकता है

क्या बिना साहस के युद्ध जीता जा सकता है

हार मान लेना ही सबसे बड़ी हार है

और फिर पछताना जीवन भर का

क्यों काश का ही रह जाऐगा बस फिर ये फसाना ।

© ईरा सिंह