"Whence Gonneth Those Days?"::::::::::::::::::::: A PoemSaturday, September 5, 2009 Views: 40
Sep 07, 2009 3:38 am "Whence Gonneth Those Days?"::::::::::::::::::::: A PoemSaturday, September 5, 2009 #
Manohar Bhatia This poem is my real experience when I was in my teens.Feedback and editing wanted by Jack,Diane and others.Thanks.
"Whence Gonneth Those Days?"............A Poem
When we were young,energetic,full of life,
On Sunday mornings,we were at Colaba,
At our granny's house,with uncles,aunts,nieces,
Stretching ourselves at the secluded beaches,
Swimming in the backbay waters,
Eating mangoes,basking in the sun,
Playing with shells,pebbles,gun,
Sometimes burying ourselves in the sand,
Remaining there for a long time,
With only our heads popping out for fun!
Noontime,there were afternoon siestas,
Dead tired after watching on telly some fiestas,
Now, when clock strikes 5.00 p.m.
We have hot cups of tea,
With spicy cutlets,crispy nuggets,
To pamper our villianous pallets.
By evenings,we get ready
To trot to Eros Theatre steady,
Screening Marx Bros,Laurel&Hardy,
Or slapstick comedy of Dean Martin & Jerry Lewis,
A laugh riot of our lives,
Till tear fall off our eyes!
At nightfalls,we had wooden cots,
Laid out under pipal trees,flower pots,
With the cool evening breeze blowing,
Hearing fairy tales from Granny at bedtime,
And falling asleep like a log!
Oh! Those were the days,
Waking up one fine morning,
From a soft bed into luminious sunlight,
Feeling warm,well fed,well loved,
well cared for a longing
peace,silence,stillness, bliss!
Will those days ever commeth?
____ The End_____
copyright@ManoharBhatia
Saturday, January 2, 2010
A Poem on::::::: "Rain"
A Poem: "On Rain"Monday, December 29, 2008 Views: 19
Sep 21, 2009 8:29 am A Poem: "On Rain"Monday, December 29, 2008 #
Manohar Bhatia A POEM ON "RAIN"(INSPIRED FROM FILMS LAGAN & GUIDE)
As I sit on the vast field in summer,
AND see people huddled to-gather and murmur,
Once this fertile land,now scorched and crusty,
Waiting for rains to make it cool and misty.
To quench up their thirsts,
Feed those hungry stomachs,
Again allow farmers to plough their fields,
And fill up cracks developed due to heat and then shield.
A noble soul sits in a cave,
Fasting unto death for a village to save,
Praying for the rains,
Noble dies, but his soul survives.
Rain falls in a trickle,
Tiny droplets of water on faces dribble,
Gathering momemtum by the distant tornado,
Building into a mammoth crescendo.
Villagers,rejoicing,dancing,celebrating,
Their faces brimming with happiness, smiles,
Henceforth, this village is transfomed,
Into a Heaven, not seen by man!
----The End---
Note: The above poem was read at--------
Shah's Farm,
Bhivpuri Road,
Karjat (Maharashtra)
Date & Time: 27th July,2008 at 9.00 a.m.onwards.
copyright@ManoharBhatia
Sep 21, 2009 8:29 am A Poem: "On Rain"Monday, December 29, 2008 #
Manohar Bhatia A POEM ON "RAIN"(INSPIRED FROM FILMS LAGAN & GUIDE)
As I sit on the vast field in summer,
AND see people huddled to-gather and murmur,
Once this fertile land,now scorched and crusty,
Waiting for rains to make it cool and misty.
To quench up their thirsts,
Feed those hungry stomachs,
Again allow farmers to plough their fields,
And fill up cracks developed due to heat and then shield.
A noble soul sits in a cave,
Fasting unto death for a village to save,
Praying for the rains,
Noble dies, but his soul survives.
Rain falls in a trickle,
Tiny droplets of water on faces dribble,
Gathering momemtum by the distant tornado,
Building into a mammoth crescendo.
Villagers,rejoicing,dancing,celebrating,
Their faces brimming with happiness, smiles,
Henceforth, this village is transfomed,
Into a Heaven, not seen by man!
----The End---
Note: The above poem was read at--------
Shah's Farm,
Bhivpuri Road,
Karjat (Maharashtra)
Date & Time: 27th July,2008 at 9.00 a.m.onwards.
copyright@ManoharBhatia
"So Long As......................" ******** APoem. Views: 1
Nov 09, 2009 8:51 am "So Long As......................" ******** APoem.
Manohar Bhatia Hello,
I was reading an article in a newspaper,which started as:::::So Long As..... and then this poem came to me.
So long as the Sun,Moon,Stars shine,
So long as This,and This gives light to thine.
So long as,the heart beats everlastingly,
So long This,and This gives us retreat continiously.
So long as Love in the Universe permeates,
So long This,and This helps earthlings to procreate.
So long as Man & Woman love each other
So lond This,and This keeps Family to-gather.
So long as children play games without ashtrays,
So long This,and This keeps them away from cigarettes!
So long as Father & Son with each other are bonded,
So long This,and This will keep them grounded.
So long as the rivers are gently flowing,
So long This,and This helps crops slowly growing.
So long as M-Law & D-Law are united in understanding
So long This,and This will goad them to become M & D notwithstanding.
So long as there is thruthfulness in thought,word,deed,
So long as This, and This is the ideal life we need!
So long as your kite is flying in the air,
So long This,and This is your glider at the Fair!
So long as there are Poets in this world,
So long as This,and This is where Poetry will be created in this world.
So long as Death is at your door-step,
So long This,and This is your moment of truth for your last stop!
Manohar Bhatia
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"Tango And Tonga"..................... A Poem Views: 64
Oct 30, 2009 9:02 am "Tango And Tonga"..................... A Poem #
Manohar Bhatia Hello,
This poem was inspired from an indian classic film shot in 1960 named: "Naya Daur"It had a living legendary star Dilip Kumar and a vivacious beautiful actress,Vijayantimala as the lead stars.One day,both of them go to a temple to pray in a Tonga(A single horse carriage),owned by the hero of the film.Then,whilst returning,a beautiful Hindi song is picturized on the two in this Tonga.At this point, the poem hit me and I immediately wrote it down.
When Dilip Kumar asks his lady love,what did she ask God,the actress breaks into this classic song......"Mang ke saat tumara,mene, mang liya sansar.........etc" i.e "If I have your support,I will have the world......etc"(Translated).Feedback wanted by Diane,Jack,others.
Tango And Tonga.........A Poem.
It takes two to Tango
Ultimately becoming one for bingo!
A beautiful dance taking poetic form
Where grace & style are the norm.
Tango was born in working city halls,
by passionate dancers,Carlos Gardel
in alive cities of Buenos Aires,Montivideo
in South American city of Argentina.
Tango can accelerate your well-being
Bringing elixir of life to a new high
of excitement,health,joy,happiness,
for you to experience again and again.
Dance steps are hectic,fast,furious
leaving the onlookers in a rush
of emotions,romantic passions,faster heart-beats
in an excitment movements of their bodies.
Tango is a single dance form
where two dancers move to horn,
Man and Woman,merging,fusing,melting
into a Tonga-driven single horse-carriage!
---- The End--------
Manohar Bhatia
Nov 09, 2009 8:51 am "So Long As......................" ******** APoem.
Manohar Bhatia Hello,
I was reading an article in a newspaper,which started as:::::So Long As..... and then this poem came to me.
So long as the Sun,Moon,Stars shine,
So long as This,and This gives light to thine.
So long as,the heart beats everlastingly,
So long This,and This gives us retreat continiously.
So long as Love in the Universe permeates,
So long This,and This helps earthlings to procreate.
So long as Man & Woman love each other
So lond This,and This keeps Family to-gather.
So long as children play games without ashtrays,
So long This,and This keeps them away from cigarettes!
So long as Father & Son with each other are bonded,
So long This,and This will keep them grounded.
So long as the rivers are gently flowing,
So long This,and This helps crops slowly growing.
So long as M-Law & D-Law are united in understanding
So long This,and This will goad them to become M & D notwithstanding.
So long as there is thruthfulness in thought,word,deed,
So long as This, and This is the ideal life we need!
So long as your kite is flying in the air,
So long This,and This is your glider at the Fair!
So long as there are Poets in this world,
So long as This,and This is where Poetry will be created in this world.
So long as Death is at your door-step,
So long This,and This is your moment of truth for your last stop!
Manohar Bhatia
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"Tango And Tonga"..................... A Poem Views: 64
Oct 30, 2009 9:02 am "Tango And Tonga"..................... A Poem #
Manohar Bhatia Hello,
This poem was inspired from an indian classic film shot in 1960 named: "Naya Daur"It had a living legendary star Dilip Kumar and a vivacious beautiful actress,Vijayantimala as the lead stars.One day,both of them go to a temple to pray in a Tonga(A single horse carriage),owned by the hero of the film.Then,whilst returning,a beautiful Hindi song is picturized on the two in this Tonga.At this point, the poem hit me and I immediately wrote it down.
When Dilip Kumar asks his lady love,what did she ask God,the actress breaks into this classic song......"Mang ke saat tumara,mene, mang liya sansar.........etc" i.e "If I have your support,I will have the world......etc"(Translated).Feedback wanted by Diane,Jack,others.
Tango And Tonga.........A Poem.
It takes two to Tango
Ultimately becoming one for bingo!
A beautiful dance taking poetic form
Where grace & style are the norm.
Tango was born in working city halls,
by passionate dancers,Carlos Gardel
in alive cities of Buenos Aires,Montivideo
in South American city of Argentina.
Tango can accelerate your well-being
Bringing elixir of life to a new high
of excitement,health,joy,happiness,
for you to experience again and again.
Dance steps are hectic,fast,furious
leaving the onlookers in a rush
of emotions,romantic passions,faster heart-beats
in an excitment movements of their bodies.
Tango is a single dance form
where two dancers move to horn,
Man and Woman,merging,fusing,melting
into a Tonga-driven single horse-carriage!
---- The End--------
Manohar Bhatia
"Tick, Tick, Tick"::::::::::::::::::::: A Poem
A Poem:::::::::::::::::::::: "Tick, Tick, Tick..............." Views: 33
Nov 16, 2009 7:49 am A Poem:::::::::::::::::::::: "Tick, Tick, Tick..............." #
Manohar Bhatia Hello,
This fictional poem was written a long time back,when my late wife was alive,but I thought it was time to share it with my members.
For those of you,who might be interested in knowing my wife,Shoba Bhatia,please click on my friends'list on Shoba Bhatia and read her profile.She was a former member of ryze for some years.Thanks.
I see my clock on the wall
Saying tick,tick,tick,
You talk or don't talk,
My clock is ticking,
Tick, Tick, Tick.
Far, far, away,
In the deep oceans,
There are mighty tides,
Just as a small tide,
in my affairs.
My clock has no emotions,
but gives powerful message
of time we spent to-gather
in pursuit of love,friendships
courtships,events,happenings.
I know I have done wrong,
whence your anger knows no bounds,
only tell me the reason
of your hounding,bypassing,ignoring,
and not talking to me.
Oh! my beloved,
we can always sit calmly,
and talk things over,
to forgive,forget, and
turnover new life,of trust,love,care.
Life is far too short
to brood over,sulk,sink,
into mental turmoil,pain,depression,
'cause,my clock is ticking,
tick, tick, tick!
I kneel before you,cautioning,
You, me, everything
will be consumed
by the sound of
tick, tick, tick!
Only my clock,
will remain on the wall,
Deaf,dumb,muted,and balanced
but, still warning, sounding,
Tick! Tick! Tick!
---The End----
Manohar Bhatia
Nov 16, 2009 7:49 am A Poem:::::::::::::::::::::: "Tick, Tick, Tick..............." #
Manohar Bhatia Hello,
This fictional poem was written a long time back,when my late wife was alive,but I thought it was time to share it with my members.
For those of you,who might be interested in knowing my wife,Shoba Bhatia,please click on my friends'list on Shoba Bhatia and read her profile.She was a former member of ryze for some years.Thanks.
I see my clock on the wall
Saying tick,tick,tick,
You talk or don't talk,
My clock is ticking,
Tick, Tick, Tick.
Far, far, away,
In the deep oceans,
There are mighty tides,
Just as a small tide,
in my affairs.
My clock has no emotions,
but gives powerful message
of time we spent to-gather
in pursuit of love,friendships
courtships,events,happenings.
I know I have done wrong,
whence your anger knows no bounds,
only tell me the reason
of your hounding,bypassing,ignoring,
and not talking to me.
Oh! my beloved,
we can always sit calmly,
and talk things over,
to forgive,forget, and
turnover new life,of trust,love,care.
Life is far too short
to brood over,sulk,sink,
into mental turmoil,pain,depression,
'cause,my clock is ticking,
tick, tick, tick!
I kneel before you,cautioning,
You, me, everything
will be consumed
by the sound of
tick, tick, tick!
Only my clock,
will remain on the wall,
Deaf,dumb,muted,and balanced
but, still warning, sounding,
Tick! Tick! Tick!
---The End----
Manohar Bhatia
"Ban On Cigarettes":::::::::::::::::::: A Poem
"Ban On Cigarettes."::::::::::::: A Poem Views: 1
Dec 21, 2009 6:38 am "Ban On Cigarettes."::::::::::::: A Poem
Manohar Bhatia Members,
This time's poetry is an attempt on::
F.O.R.M. Monchielle
Courtesy: Jack Huber.
When I wnet to buy pack
I was lost in a maze
I asked them to let me soke
to be told to look
at hording banning smoke!
When I went to buy pack
I saw people running
I asked what's happening
in the city of Mumbai
Its cops chasing men puffing!
When I went to buy pack
from vendor selling cigs
he saw me up and down
to study my face
and questioned about my go-down!
When I went to buy pack
I saw driver zooming
with cigar in his mouth
smoking away to glory
not looking at his jaw down south!
----The End----
copyright@Manohar Bhatia
Dec 21, 2009 6:38 am "Ban On Cigarettes."::::::::::::: A Poem
Manohar Bhatia Members,
This time's poetry is an attempt on::
F.O.R.M. Monchielle
Courtesy: Jack Huber.
When I wnet to buy pack
I was lost in a maze
I asked them to let me soke
to be told to look
at hording banning smoke!
When I went to buy pack
I saw people running
I asked what's happening
in the city of Mumbai
Its cops chasing men puffing!
When I went to buy pack
from vendor selling cigs
he saw me up and down
to study my face
and questioned about my go-down!
When I went to buy pack
I saw driver zooming
with cigar in his mouth
smoking away to glory
not looking at his jaw down south!
----The End----
copyright@Manohar Bhatia
"Colours Of Vibgyor":::::::::::::::::A Poem
"Colours Of Vibgyor.":::::::::::::: A poetic thought. Views: 39
Dec 01, 2009 12:58 am "Colours Of Vibgyor.":::::::::::::: A poetic thought. #
Manohar Bhatia
"Colours Of Vibgyor."::::A Poetic Thought.
[If I win a Lottery
V [I will paint my wash-room voilet
[so as to enter a marked toilet.
[If I win a Lottery
I [I will paint my canvas indigo
[so that my painting has a go!
[If I win a Lottery
B [I will colour my bike blue
[so that I pick up a clue!
[If I win a Lotery
G [I will paint Nature green
[so it reflects everywhere its sheen.
[If I win a Lottery
Y [I would paint Bollywood yellow
[to show that it is hollow.
[If I win a Lottery
O [I will dye my wife's maxi orange
[so that she has maximum range.
[If I win a Lottery
R [I will paint the town red
[to call people out of their bed!
----The End---
Manohar Bhatia
Dec 01, 2009 12:58 am "Colours Of Vibgyor.":::::::::::::: A poetic thought. #
Manohar Bhatia
"Colours Of Vibgyor."::::A Poetic Thought.
[If I win a Lottery
V [I will paint my wash-room voilet
[so as to enter a marked toilet.
[If I win a Lottery
I [I will paint my canvas indigo
[so that my painting has a go!
[If I win a Lottery
B [I will colour my bike blue
[so that I pick up a clue!
[If I win a Lotery
G [I will paint Nature green
[so it reflects everywhere its sheen.
[If I win a Lottery
Y [I would paint Bollywood yellow
[to show that it is hollow.
[If I win a Lottery
O [I will dye my wife's maxi orange
[so that she has maximum range.
[If I win a Lottery
R [I will paint the town red
[to call people out of their bed!
----The End---
Manohar Bhatia
A Poem on::::::::::::: "What is this..............."
A Poem On::::::::: "What Is This....................." Views: 24
Dec 14, 2009 3:26 am A Poem On::::::::: "What Is This....................." #
Manohar Bhatia My poem for this Monday::::::::::
What is this meeting for
When you do not
give me your time
for a quiet sitting?
You come,you go!
What are these tears for
on your beloveod's cheeks
which do not remind you
of her mental pain,agony?
You are no true lover!
What is this friendship for
which looks fake
or does not come
in need at difficult times?
You are no true friend!
What is this song for
although well-composed
that does not
melt the hardest heart?
Your song is not a song!
What is that author for
who does not write
a book which goes on
to become a best-seller?
This author is one of many!
What is that singer for
who doesn't mesmerize
and who does not melt
the hardest rock asunder?
That singer can only be Tansen!
What is this food for
which does not give
you bodily,mental,spiritual
strength for your well-being?
This food is junk food!
What is this acting for
that knows only imitation
and does not touch
your heart for laughs,tears,emotions?
This acting is only for yourself!
What is your death for
that has not understood
that game of life & death
are 2 faces of same coin?
Celebrate your death as glorified life!
-----The End----
copyright@Manohar Bhatia
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Dec 14, 2009 3:50 am re: A Poem On::::::::: "What Is This....................." #
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Dec 14, 2009 3:26 am A Poem On::::::::: "What Is This....................." #
Manohar Bhatia My poem for this Monday::::::::::
What is this meeting for
When you do not
give me your time
for a quiet sitting?
You come,you go!
What are these tears for
on your beloveod's cheeks
which do not remind you
of her mental pain,agony?
You are no true lover!
What is this friendship for
which looks fake
or does not come
in need at difficult times?
You are no true friend!
What is this song for
although well-composed
that does not
melt the hardest heart?
Your song is not a song!
What is that author for
who does not write
a book which goes on
to become a best-seller?
This author is one of many!
What is that singer for
who doesn't mesmerize
and who does not melt
the hardest rock asunder?
That singer can only be Tansen!
What is this food for
which does not give
you bodily,mental,spiritual
strength for your well-being?
This food is junk food!
What is this acting for
that knows only imitation
and does not touch
your heart for laughs,tears,emotions?
This acting is only for yourself!
What is your death for
that has not understood
that game of life & death
are 2 faces of same coin?
Celebrate your death as glorified life!
-----The End----
copyright@Manohar Bhatia
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Dec 14, 2009 3:50 am re: A Poem On::::::::: "What Is This....................." #
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