jati dharam par phaila hai jo vishad
aakhir kaun hai uncha
aur kaun hai nishad...?

jati-dharam aur kashetrabad
bana dangon ka hai aadhar,
dharti maan ko baant rahe ham
dekho beton ka ye pyar....!!

manav ke khoon ka manav payasa
prem ki samjhe kaun pribhasha,
aakhir kab tak chalega ye sab
chhayi hai chahun ore nirasha...!!

rakat sabhi ka lal hai pyare
phire huye sab aik samaan,
jaat paat ke bhed bhula ke
ban jaa-o kewal insaan....!!

jaat paat ke aadhar par
na karo aapas mein ladayi,
kyon hindi khud ko kahen ham
kyo sikh, aur kyou kahen isayi....!!

chhodo ye sab tum pyare
barbadi ka hai ye rasta,
apni-apni padi hai sab ko
nahin kisi ko kisi se wasta...!!

kaun hindu, kaun muslim kahalata hai
aakhir bhayi bhayi ka apana naata hai
bacho khud bhi, bacha-o raster ko pyare
yahi "sushil" aakhir main batlata hai...!!

Sushil Kumar Patial

Wo bole ek din hum se,
ke ab chalo is watan se.
kya rakha hai is watan me,
sukhe se is chaman me.
Na roti hai na pani hai,
bas pareshani hi pareshani hain.
pardes me hum jayenge,
wahan khoob paise kamayenge.
humne kaha, mana pardes me hai dhan-daulat aapar,
par wahan nahi hai aisa apno ka pyar.
wahan par nahi hai sanskriti
wahan nahi hai sanskar.
wahan nahi hota badon ka aisa aadar satka.
agar hum wahan chale gaye to daulat khoob kamayenge
lekin apni bharat mata ka karz kaise chukayenge
yahin par paida hue, yahin par bade hue
aur ab yahin par hi mar jayenge
lekin apni bharat mata ko chhodne ka
khayal bhi dil me naa layenge

'Women's in my life'

I was born,
a woman was there to hold me.......... my mother

I grew as a child......
a woman was there to care for me, to play with me............my sister

I went to school.....
a woman was there to help me learn....... ....my teacher

I became depress, whenever I lost
a woman was there to offer a shoulder ............ my wife

I became tough......
a woman was there to melt me.......... ..my daughter

I am dying
a woman is there to absorb me in.......... ...my motherland.

I CAN SEE.......

A place where people are free whether they are black, white or yellow
and no one says "Hey look at that strange fellow"!
A place where Mom and Dad stay home at night
And children never see their parents fight
A place where people care about each other
And everyone is treated like a brother
A place where everyone has enough to eat
with enough left over for an occasional treat
A place where the tiniest have the right to be born
And the elderly don't feel rejected and forlorn
A place where laughter can be heard
and people still believe God's word
A place where people still pray each day
And try their best to go the right way

I can see this place
only in my dreams


Let's all work together to make this world a better place to live.

is dharti par paida hokar bhi kyu tum videsho me jaakar bas jaate ho, apne desh ko bhoolkar angrezo ki seva karaate ho, kya isi ko tum sapno ka bharat batate ho.
gandhi,subhash ne dilai azzadi humko fir bhi alexander ko great batate ho, shahjahan ne banaya taj mahal to kyu statue of liberty ko dekhte reh jaate ho, kya isi ko tum sapno ka bharat batate ho.
baal hanuman tha sabse pyaara fir kyu harry porter ko sunder batate ho, angrezi school me padkar hindi bolne se lajjit ho jate ho, kya isi ko tum sapno ka bharat batate ho.
mana desh ke neta chor hai par tum khud ko kyu baimaan banaate ho, kyu tum garibo ko maarkar ameero ke pair chaatte ho, kya isi ko tum sapno ka bharat batate ho.
tum shakespeare ke noble ko shreshth batate ho kya rabrindanath ki kavitao me koi khoth paate ho,jab kayi mahapurush hai hamaare paas to kyu james bond ke gun gaate ho, gandhi,subhash,nehru,bhagat ne dekha tha ek sapna azaad bharat ka to kyu ise partantra banate ho kaun dega fir se kurbani jab tum hi angrezi ke gun gaate ho, kya isi ko tum sapno ka bharat bataate ho.

Stop telling me lies
Stop fluttering your eyes
Before I make you cry

Stop holding me down
Stop pulling my hand
Before I tell on you

Don’t you know that
You're just a fool for me
I should have told you
You weren’t good ‘nough for me.

But times I thought we
We could make it
I was blind
I was a dreamer
But that was then
And this is now

Stop calling my name
Stop professing your love
I’d like to think you cruel

Stop whispering
Sweet words in the air
They don’t mean a thing

Stop calling my friends
Stop blowing my phone
I’ll just like rid of you

Stop with the gifts
Stop your kisses sweet
Coz I’ll like to forget your taste

Stop speaking
Don’t even breathe
Because you affect me so

Stop pretending to exist
Try to make it up
To life for being here

(spoken words)

Start living again
Try to forget my name
Because I’ll soon forget yours.

Wedding Poems