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рджिрд╡ाрдХрд░ рдкोрдЦрд░िрдпाрд▓ рдХी рдХрд╡िрддाрдПँ

рджिрд╡ाрдХрд░ рдкोрдЦрд░िрдпाрд▓

рд╕рд░рд╣рдж рди рдЦींрдЪो

рджो рджिрд▓ो рдХे рдмीрдЪ,
рдХрднी рдирдл़рд░рдд рди рд╕ींрдЪों,
рджो рджेрд╢ों рд╕े рдмीрдЪ,
рдХрднी рд╕рд░рд╣рдж рди рдЦीँрдЪो,

рд╢рдм्рджों рдХे рдмрдиा рддीрд░,
рдХрднी рдЦूрди рди рдмрд╣ाрдУ,
рдордЬ़ाрдХ рдХा рдмрдиा рд╕ाрдоाрди,
рдпूँ рджрд░्рдж рди рдмрдв़ाрдУ,

рдЪीрд░ рдХे рджिрд▓ों рдХो,
рдХрднी рдорд╣рд▓ рди рдмрдиाрдУ,
рд╡рдХ़्рдд рдХी рд▓ाрдаी рдмेрдЖрд╡ाрдЬ़,
рджिрдоाрдЧ़ рдоे рдЬ़рд╣рд░ рди рдЬрдЧाрдУ,

рдирди्рд╣े рд╕рдкрдиो рдХो,
рдкैрд░ो рддрд▓े рд░ौंрдж рди рдЬाрдУ,
рддाрд░े рдиा рдкाрдУ рдмेрд╢ाрдХ़,
рдкрд░, рдЖрд╣! рднी рди рдкाрдУ,

рджो рджिрд▓ो рдХे рдмीрдЪ,
рдХрднी рдирдл़рд░рдд рди рд╕ींрдЪों,
рджो рджेрд╢ों рдХे рдмीрдЪ,
рдХрднी рд╕рд░рд╣рдж рди рдЦींрдЪो।

рд╕рдкрдиे

рд╕рдоुंрдж्рд░ рдХी рд╕िрд╕рдХिрдпों рдХो,
рдХрднी рдЧौрд░ рд╕े рд╕ुрдиो,
рдлूрд▓ों рдФрд░ рдХाँрдЯों рдХे рдмीрдЪ,
рдХрднी рдХांрдЯें рддो рдЪुрдиो,

рдЦुрд╢िрдпाँ рджрд░ рдкрд░ рдоेрд░े,
рдЖ рдЬाрддी рд╣ै рдЕрдХ्рд╕рд░,
рд▓рд▓рдЪाрдХрд░ рдмрдЪ्рдЪो рд╕ा,
рдЯाрд▓ рдЬाрддी рд╣ै рд╣ंрд╕рдХрд░,

рд╣рд░ рдкрд▓ рдХुрдЫ рдмрддрд▓ाрддा,
рдкрд╣рдЪाрди рд╕рдХो рдЧрд░,
рд╣рд░ рдШрд░ рд╣ै рдЬрдЧрдордЧाрддा,
рдиिрдХाрд▓ рд╕рдХो рдЬो рдбрд░,

рдЗंрдж्рд░рдзрдиुрд╖ рд╕ी рджुрдиिрдпा,
рдХैрд╕ी рд░ंрдЧрд╣ीрди рджिрдЦрддी?
рдЬो рдЬाрдЧрддी рдЗंрд╕ाрдиिрдпрдд,
рдЦुрд╢िрдпाँ рдХैрд╕े рдмिрдХрддी?

рдмрд╕ рдвूँрдврдиे рдиिрдХрд▓े рд╣рдо,
рдХुрдЫ рдмिрдЦрд░े рд╕े рдоोрддी,
рд╕ोрддा рд╣ै рдЗрди्рд╕ा рд╣рд░ рд░ाрдд,
рдЬ़िंрджрдЧी рдирд╣ी рд╕ोрддी,

рд╕рдордп рдХे рдШोрдб़ो рд╕ी,
рдмрд╕ рджौрдб़рддी рд░рд╣рддी рд╣ै,
рдЬ़िंрджрдЧी рдХा рдЦेрд▓ рдиिрд░ाрд▓ा,
рдХрднी рд╕рдкрдиें рддो рдмुрдиो।

Two poems by Diwakar Pokhriyal

Dr. Diwakar Pokhriyal

Distance

Distance between the hearts,
At time exceeds the galaxies,
Shining venom plays wild,
Love gets covered by fallacies,

Shattered into pieces instantly,
The relationships so close,
Egoistic glasses covers the mind,
No matter whosoever chose,

All the twinkling star of pasts,
Burns instantaneously,
Flowers of the spring dies,
Anger fills the heart copiously,

In just a matter of seconds,
The whole life goes for a toss,
Win-win situation ceases to exist,
In the fight of ‘Who’s the Boss?”

Like an invisible demon of time,
Distance plays an important role,
Interest, infatuation and lust,
None of these comforts the soul.

In the end

The place of freedom,
Lies somewhere close,
Where no-one shouts,
No one needs a dose,

The place so ideal,
Without discrimination,
No signal of pain,
No unwanted sensation,

The place of fires,
Where desires reside,
Where truth evolved,
Where tragedy, died,

The place full of colors,
Beautiful rainbow house,
Everything so perfect,
Nothing to denounce

The place full of love,
Sprouting emotions,
Forget pulling down,
Just all and all promotions,

Such place do exist,
It’s not just a dream,
Takes just the longer route,
It revives – ‘In the End’


Diwakar Pokhriyal

Dr. Diwakar Pokhriyal is a writer by passion. He has written 11 poetry books and 1 short story collection. He has been a part of 87 poetry anthologies/magazines with writers around the world. He has won "Aagaman Young Talent - 2015" award. He has won “Poiesis Award for Excellence in Literature-2014” for his short story. His works are also included in various websites. He is also a part of "Limca Book of Records - 2015" as he participated in "Synthesis - The First book on duet poetry". With a touch of music in him, he is also a rhythm guitarist and songwriter. The songs can be enjoyed on YouTube channel of Diwakar.

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