POETRY
Poems- Poetry- Hindi - English Life never rhymes, but poetry does. It soothes our hearts. Sometimes medicine and sometimes a meditation; poetry never fails to impress. This segment comprises of poetry by Ramta Jogi. It deals with Hindi and English languages Check out my other pages
My works on the website:- Quotes- Poetry- Book Review- Stories - Best Content Creator
YouTube Channel:- Aakash Joshi
Facebook Page:- Ramta Jogi
Instagram Page:- Login • Instagram
-
The Love We Hate | Love Poetry
The Love We Hate | Love Poetry
With Life,
We began,
Between Family And friends,
We ran,
With happiness and sadness we were surrounded,
In this small world of ours we were grounded,
Love, than was not even in the air,
Neither did we knew, nor did we cared
But not too soon , nor too late,
Love too entered my fate,
With a sweet smile, innocent face,
She came in my life by God’s grace,
Chat’s and talks,
Moved to long walks,
Feeling arose, love came,
Whatever it was ,we never blamed.
Days were good, days were going,
It was the time we were enjoying,
Her lovely looks, her childish talks ,
In that i was totally lost.
We were good ,we were great ,
Life was at its best stage
But ,
Time was Odd
And was our fate
We left once, and never mate.
Season changed , people changed,
For whatever happened,whom to blame?
Whom to blame , for the love that lost?
Whom to blame for the feel that frost?
No one was guilty, none did the theft
It was only the love, THE LOVE that left.
And so ,
The Love we Had ,
Is now “The Love We Hate”
——————–ramta jogi
The Love We Hate | Love Poetry
**************************
Connect to us @
For more work, visit us @ Ramta Jogi
-
A girl in a foreign land | Poetry
A girl in a foreign land | Poetry | Life
All in new shoes,
Away from her own sand,
A girl in foreign land.
She beings her day,
Where she left the other day,
Goes to earn
Than to learn
Finds it hard
And difficult,to have fun
She cooks her bread
Makes her bed
Lies on it,
To take a long nap,
But in no time again,
Finds herself awake,
To move out with her name,
To repeat the work again, to do the same
……….
It was not the same then,
She was in the east and not in west, back when
Her laugh was different, her cry was different
The sparkle in her eye was different
Her face expressed ,
Her smile impressed
In the kingdom of her own,
She was her very mistress
A carefree bird,
She danced in her thoughts
With the people closed to her ,
She explored the very roads,
Her soul shined with light
Aura cleansed people’s guilt,
Her nature compiled everyone to one,
Life was something more than what she lived.
She was desire in her name,
But had no desire to be a part of any game
………….
Now Its a all new land there,
Away from somewhere to nowhere
Still she tries,
Tries to be the same,
To live in a new world,
But with the old heart frame,
In search of life, her day begun’s,
And in Searching herself, It ENDS
Connect us @
SUBSCRIBE us on Youtube
For more poetry, @ Ramta Jogi Poetry
-
In Pursuit of Dream | Poetry
In Pursuit of Dream | Poetry
*Many times harsh,
Many times mean
Rarely understood by others,
Even rarely seen
But believe in it, Pursue it,
Because it is your Dream.
* It made you who you are,
It’s the one thing which will take you far,
Will give you happiness and peace,
Make your life better with ease,
Will make you see, how a better world can be seen
So go out, and pursue your dream
*Your dream will never leave you alone,
Even when the world will turn you down, It will still be your own
It was there, even when you never felt,
Will be there, even when your soul will be left,
It is in you,
Shouting; to understand what it mean
So Go out, and pursue you Dream
*It was something, because of which many times you never slept,
It was something because of which many a times you even wept
It was opposed by people, brutally crushed
But you always nurtured it and always had in it,your Trust
It is something what defines your being,
So Go out and pursue your dream
*Nobody cared when you were born,
Neither will care when you will die,
But the dream will remain a dream,
If it is not fulfilled by
So break the bondage with the world,
Stop thinking what the world will think,
*Everything will end one day,
That day will come in just a eye’s blink,
So rush out, go, cry and scream,
Whatever it takes, pursue your dream
SUBSCRIBE us on Youtube
For more poetry, @ Ramta Jogi Poetry
In Pursuit of Dream | Poetry
-
Hindi Video Poetry | Kamra | Brother Sister bond | Youtube
Hindi Poetry | Kamra | Brother-Sister bond | Video Poetry Hindi Video Poetry Kamra
Your bond with your sister starts from the day you are born. From sharing the same room with parents to sharing all secrets, this relation just beautifies with time. On the same Brother-Sister bond is the poem KAMRA; the emotions you feel when your sister is about to get married and leave you.
Connect to us @
SUBSCRIBE us on Youtube
For more poetry, @ Ramta Jogi Poetry
Background Music: iMovie
-
The dialect of my country: Do we have a voice against the government?
The dialect of my country: Poetry: Do we have a voice against the government? is a take on our voices in the present scenario. #dialect :- a particular form of a language which is peculiar to a specific region or social group.
It’s easy to listen,
Hard to believe,
Difficult to decipher
It used to vary;
With each human,
Like salt in Soup;
According to their taste
,But lately no options whatsoever,
The wavelength of the tone is set,
And frequency is monitored,
Not by you, not by me,
But someone know as masses !
Who are they ?
You don’t know them,
They don’t know you
But they know,
That you believe,
That they exist,
Yes they do !
The country comes to a consensus.
But the individuals are confused ?
Who brought this consensus ?
They are still amused
Unity in diversity we stand for,
Diversity in this unity, we abhor.
We no longer have a voice,
The diversity of states, color , religion and culture has been ceased.
In the society where melody in cacophony would have pleased our ears,
We are left to be just a similar noise
A noise, which is,
Difficult to listen,
Hard to believe,
Easy to decipher
And it never varies,
I don’t know
Whether it is good or bad,
I just don’t understand the same dialect of my country..
Do visit our Book Reviews segment for reviews on latest books.
For regular updates on Facebook, visit us @ramtajogi20
The dialect of my country: Poetry: Do we have a voice against the government?
