आईना झूठ नहीं बोलता,

हमारी बंद गिरहें खोलता,

दिखाता हमें हमारा सच,

जिससे हम नहीं सकते बच ,

आईने में खुद को देखना जानना ज़रूरी है,

क्यों भागें खुद से, ऐसी भी क्या मजबूरी है?

सच से भाग कर जाएँगे भी कहाँ,

जब लौटेंगे तो यहीं मिलेगा खड़ा,

क्यों न अभी उससे साक्षात्कार कर लें,

अभी दो दो चार कर लें,

अभी देखें ग़र उसकी आँखों में आँखें डाल,

तो शायद समझ पाएँ अपना हाल,

बेंध पाएँ स्वरचित भ्रमजाल,

जी पाएँ कुछ सार्थक घड़ियाँ,

जोड़ पाएँ रचनात्मक कड़ियाँ,

ले पाएँ सुख की साँस,

क्योंकि, माने या न मानें, असत्य है तो अंतत: गले की फाँस!

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अपने लहू से लिखी जिन्होंने अपने मुल्क की कहानी,

खून में थी जिनके निराले जोश की रवानी,

देश के लिए था प्यार जिनका सर चढ़ कर बोलता,

किसी निजी स्वार्थ को ले जिनका मन कभी न डोलता,

ऐसे जाँबाज़ शहीदों के उऋण रहेंगे सदा,

शब्द थे जिनके तलवार और लेखनी जिनकी गदा,

उन मतवालों के सदके आज़ादी का वट वृक्ष आज फल फूल से है लदा,

इसीलिए हमारी आने वाली नस्लें उन्हें देती रहेंगी सदा,

अपना सब कुछ लुटा कर उन्होंने बचाई माँ की लाज,

इसी लिए यह रणबाँकुरे बने रहेंगे क़ौम के सरताज,

केसरी रंग से जिन्होंने इस धरा को था सजाया,

साम्राज्यवादी ताक़तों की ईंट से ईंट को बजाया,

आज न सिर्फ़ उनकी याद को सलाम करें,

ले उनसे उनसे कुछ सीख, अपनी जननी के लिए कुछ काम करें,

देश दुनिया के लिए कुछ कर मिटने को हो जाएँ ग़र तैयार,

तो गौरवान्वित हो जीवन, सारे जहां का पाएँ प्यार!

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होली का त्योहार,

सुंदर हो व्यवहार!

सुंदर हो व्यवहार,

रंगों से सब को नहलायें,

प्रेम का जामा ओढ़ कर

सब को गले लगाएँ!

सब को गले लगाएँ,

यही कहती होली की रीत,

बिसार दें उस बात को

जो कब की गयी है बीत!

जो कब की गयी है बीत,

उसे छोड़ बढ़ें अब आगे,

जीवन है नित नया,

नयी उसकी बुनती, नए उसके धागे!

नयी उसकी बुनती, नए उसके धागे,

यही है जीवन का सार,

फिर क्यों वैमनस्य और अलगाव का

हम ढोते फिरते भार!

आओ इस होली पर

मानें सब को अपना मीत,

यही हमारी शोभा, यही हमारी जीत,

यही हैं सच्चे इस उत्सव के रंग,

आओ खेलें होरी सब को लेकर संग!

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The hordes of flowers to the rhythm of the spring dance,

So coyly do they sideways glance,

The weather at its glorious best

Wakes up creatures from their winter rest,

It makes them get up on their feet and move

As to its glorious medley they groove,

As chirpy colourful birds after each other dart,

You can hardly find in this sesaon any wart,

As squirrels with lightening speed up and down trees form a train,

As they so swiftly nibble at every bit of grain,

You feel like feeding them from your hands

So that around your fingers they can wave their magic wands,

As some birds crazily at their reflection in your window peck,

Even they can not the beauty of the moment wreck,

The discordant notes are so few and far between in this season

That its sheer gladness seeps into your pores without much reason!

Arun Bhagat

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Our inner demons do us chase,

Well! the can they raise!

In the shadows can you find them lurking,

They make you frown and leave you sulking!

They are not our companionable fellow walkers,

They are stalkers of pesky stalkers!

Are we by their presence amused?

No, they leave us stupefied and bemused!

O Boy! It does take some courage to them confront,

To look them in the eye and face them upfront!

But this ferocious bull by the horns we need to catch,

Its diabolical strength with our valour do we need to match!

They will raise din and be distractedly uproarious,

But we have it in us to put them on the mat and be victorious!

Arun Bhagat

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‘ I am a mere mortal’,

So did he chortle,

When it is going to be dust unto dust,

Why should I let falsehood my conscience rust?

When nothing is at stake,

Why should I things fake?

When nothing is the end,

Why let trickery my soul sear and rend?

When life is just a flash in the pan,

Why let sheer chicanery make me pale and wan?

Why not through this life travel light,

Why not stick to what I feel to be right,

Since in the cosmic scheme I am not even a speck,

Why should I let any delusions my peace wreck?

Why even bother to leave my footprints on the sands of time,

When all it matters is to be in sync with the cosmic rhythm and rhyme ?

‘ I am a mere mortal.’,

So did he chortle,

And went his natural way,

Light of spirit, buoyant and gay!

Arun Bhagat

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A nip in the air,

Oh! how you love such weather fair!

The lazy caress of a spring morning breeze,

Oh! how you love emerging unscathed from the winter freeze!

Flowers after gay flowers to you opening their arms,

The ethereal sight really the cockles of your heart warms!

As you rush out to embrace rejuvenated nature with in your step a spring,

Doesn’t the transience of it all your heart wring?

But then take it or leave it, this is life,

With ever passing images it is rife!

Only this moment is there for you to grasp,

Only the now is there for you to savour and clasp,

Tugging at your heart, this of life is the story,

It is ironically the truth eternal and hoary!

Only this moment is yours to live,

To this glorious season all that you have give!

Arun Bhagat

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Every day is a Women’ Day,

They are the ones who keep much negativity at bay,

They are the ones who this world drive,

Because of them we come into this world and thrive,

We have every need to be beholden

To their monumental courage and heart golden,

None can a child like a mother nurture,

She guards it against every lurking vulture,

In a so-called man’s world, men have been spoilt silly,

So you see them cause destruction and mayhem willy nilly,

Their macho delusions will not let them rest,

So many times they behave like a pest,

Women need to flower and hold the centre stage

If we want more peace and love and less violence and rage,

They need to come to the fore,

Wave their magic wands,

And display their well-meaning strength by a show of hands,

If we wish for more of tranquil progress and less of gore!

Arun Bhagat

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Those who wish to sing

Always find a song,

Those who stick to the right path,

Seldom go wrong,

Those who reach out to the stars

Will transcend all petty wars,

Those who wish to win hearts

Will of their own outgrow all warts,

Those who wish to justly scale new heights,

Will always be mindful of others’ rights,

Those who are all for peace

Are the ones who will give the life of humanity a new lease,

Those who are for the right ready to suffer,

Will always be between good and bad a buffer,

Those, who believe in moving,

Will always be to the rhythm of life grooving,

Those, who do not to timidity yield,

Will, regardless of the price, always take the field,

Those who every moment of life savour

Will live it up and win everyone’s favour,

Whatever in its pot life may brew,

What you will yourself to do comes true,

Your good intent and will are in your crown the jewel,

They are the ones which the engine of your life fuel!

Arun Bhagat

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Whatever your age,

Against the passage of time do not rage,

Do not imprison yourself into any mental cage!

Do not be dull, cynical and dry,

Let your dreams to ever new heights fly,

Drink the nectar of life to your heart’s fill,

To do ever new things your mind will,

Get set to climb new hills,

Be in step with life’s rigorous drills,

Life with open arms embrace,

To live well invoke God’s grace,

With beautiful colours the canvas of your life paint,

Remember that in living a full life there is no taint,

Let your free spirit take charge,

Into new adventures with renewed vigour barge,

Write something inspiring and memorable on every page,

Whatever your age!

Arun Bhagat

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