Voice of Youth (Poems) Poems for Youth |
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Author:
| Prakash, Satya |
ISBN: | 978-1-4935-4591-9 |
Publication Date: | Oct 2013 |
Publisher: | CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
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Book Format: | Paperback |
List Price: | USD $5.00 |
Book Description:
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Poetry should be for common man, for naive person and for every individual who prefers to live a happy life and should be such that it attacks directly on the psyche and heart. Reading of poetry starts from the age of child when they learn to speak. The nursery rhymes are taught to the children who merely start speaking without any idea of writing of the alphabets. They even cannot hold properly the pen but will recite whole the rhymes at one go without any stop. Likewise, the youth...
More DescriptionPoetry should be for common man, for naive person and for every individual who prefers to live a happy life and should be such that it attacks directly on the psyche and heart. Reading of poetry starts from the age of child when they learn to speak. The nursery rhymes are taught to the children who merely start speaking without any idea of writing of the alphabets. They even cannot hold properly the pen but will recite whole the rhymes at one go without any stop. Likewise, the youth should be encouraged to read poetry at the regular curriculum level for personal development, for culture of mind, for increasing creativity and for enjoying life. Before going for the deeper, spiritual meaning as suggested by great the poets like Dante or William Blake, the meaning of the poetry at first glance should be as simple as music to enjoy as everyone is fond of enjoying good music. Everyone, especially the youngsters, can enjoy the music whether they are going to understand the lyrics or not it does not matter. I bought two tiny-sweets from the man,For rupee one; fifty paise each,Not for me, of interest of eating,Not for daughter, of love for giving,But for the daughter of the man, Who was carrying with him,In the local train compartment in the crowd,In his lap while selling the same,Without any hesitation on the face, Or any burden on the mind,No lines of tens***********Will you listen to the heart?See, it says something else, Movement of the heartbeatTries to take you in unknown place,Someone in the core of the heartIs waiting for yearsTo explore in the world.She endures your all the unkind didWith only a small fancy,*****************I know not pain,I live in the railways station big,That is my dream palace, So large house is mine,Many people come and go,But I remain here forever,They are guest and I the prince,Of the mainstay house,I can play throughout,The endless big house of mineRun on the steps,Play on the windows,With my fellow friendsWho live in my fort,************We turn into the bondage of need,But think only to dwell in air indeed.In the office, in the house we confined,The life we inhale should be for all, we mind.Encircled to the limited, make us perplexed,Horizon of thought is trimmed from multiplexed.**************I search for life here and there, In the meadow, in the flow of river,In the love and languishment park, On the wavy grass beside the tiny waterfall, I simply dreamt to have love with a lass,To travel a lot, to park, to merriment, and To the amusement place alone,There will be she and me, and none,Nothing else, and no one else,She will think of me, and I will think of her, We will be together for whole the day and All the night, our love will grow like climber,We will be living happily with greater dreams,***************Exalted from withinTo come out The confined of darkInto the world-brightest To move in space of desire,Thrust felt in the heart.Impart pressure immense,Explode a volcano,Spread the fire of Burning desireTo take a breath