∼ Khushbu Nanavati Hello Friends, I, Khushbu Nanavati, have submitted a lot of poems on this site and fortunately most of them have been published on this site. I have completed writing 100 poems by now and this is a very special occasion for me. I owe my success to 4to40.com because it was the first site that published my poems …

In April Spring has really come, The sky is blue, the air is warm, The daisies are scattered on the ground, And bird-song’s a delightful sound. The birds are busy day and night, Building their nests with all their might, And when at last their work is done, The eggs all hatch out, one by one. Then finally wakes the …

त्रिपुरा के जंगलों में एक शूकरी रहती थी। अपने बच्चों के साथ, शूकरी ख़ुशी – ख़ुशी दिन बिता रही थी। एक दिन जंगल में अपने बच्चों के लिए भोजन ढूंढते हुए, उसने एक बाघ के बच्चे को रोते हुए देखा। जब उसे इस शावक की माँ कहीं नही मिली तो उसने अंदाजा लगाया कि माँ को शिकारियों ने मार डाला होगा। …

Baa, baa, black sheep, Have you any wool? Yes, sir, yes, sir, Three bags full; One for the master, And one for the dame, And one for the little boy Who lives down the lane. ∼ Porter G., Hilda Offen, Pradera, Esme Eve, Alan Jesset, Richard Hooke

∼ Sanjay Ahluwalia

The meadow and the mountain with desire Gazed on each other, till a fierce unrest Surged ‘neath the meadow’s seemingly calm breast, And all the mountain’s fissures ran with fire. A mighty river rolled between them there. What could the mountain do but gaze and burn? What could the meadow do but look and yearn, And gem its bosom to …

Reveal the dragon thro’ the human; coursing swift as fire To the close hall of counsel, where his Angel form renews. In a sweet vale shelter’d with cedars, that eternal stretch Their unmov’d branches, stood the hall; built when the moon shot forth, In that dread night when Urizen call’d the stars round his feet; Then burst the center from …

∼ Sanjay Ahluwalia

∼ Sanjay Ahluwalia

~ मजरूह सुल्तानपुरी