Maithili poems of Raman Kumar Singh – ‘Gulab’ and ‘Kavita Aa Premme Doobal Jinagi’
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Two poems of poet Raman Kumar Singh have been published in Prabhat Khabar Diwali special issue. You can also read both the poems here.
Rose
whether there is a moon or not
Let us all meet in the evening
Here, please keep giving us our roses, Priya.
Okra has been planted
With a thorn in our hearts
Come and wait, it’s okay
Look at the open procession.
Our pain is getting worse
Aa Omhar Ahaank Adhrak Laali
No matter how much pain, torture and deprivation is desired
We want to plant roses!
Kavita Aa Prem Mein Dip Jeengi
poetry lover call thick
apantava invocation thick
Echoes of relatives and friends
air, water, mountains, vegetation
darkness, fog, light, dawn and dusk
Color Number Filled Canvas Thick for Everything
Poetry is good for destroying the banal-banal structure
Poetry creates a new structure
What is not certain in poetry?
Poetry is chaotic and excessive
The poem is filled with freedom and joy.
Poetry creates its own world.
Choose your own reader, your own place
There is no poetry, there is life, there is no bread.
There can be no life without poetry.
Can’t the bread taste good?
The poem itself chooses its own words.
poetry mountain no high come
The oceans are very deep
The relationship between poetry and life is undefined.
poetry will not live
Muda Jingi San Alag Nahi Hoich Kavita
Kakhanahu jinagi san aagu niklai jaichh poem
I will never live, I will leave no trace of poetry.
The poem will come alive, the love of the world will come.
Nothing in the world can remain apart from love.
This love is a good poem and a bridge between life.
love is a very ancient and primitive word thick jingeek
A good poem composed in the new language of Premik Satya.
Jingeek of primordial truth
A good poem written in a new language
New voice and new rhythm
Love poetry in a clear voice, good poetry
primitive truth in poetic light
it is well published
good new light
Kavita aa will live immersed in love
That’s our creative direction
Come let’s go into the fire, come into the water
in dew, in sweat
in the city, in the forest
The snow kept running continuously low in the sky.
Raman Kumar Singh, Contact : G-1305, Officer City-1, Rajnagar Extension, Ghaziabad, Pin-201017, Uttar Pradesh, Mohd. 97112 61789, E-mail: [email protected]
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