39.Daughter's are a Delight

 Daughters are a delight
They make a Dorris day bright
Filling the house with their mirth
Right from the day of their birth.
Blessed we feel with a daughter in our life
Her presence makes us swell with pride.

By Binita jha

38.Rise Mates Rise

Sickle in hand they searched each home and lane
Stopping only to kill and brutally slain.
Thinking themselves to be the Guardian's of the Nation
They were on a spree to wipe out God's Creation.

Soon the tears and moans were stifled
On Earth the blood of innocent trickled.
Who were the victims matters no more
The ground was strewn with corpse in scores.

No one lived to come outdoor
Life was silenced even indoor.
Their tears had dried up,they were brave
Alone they fought tooth and nail till their grave.

Rise Mates Rise ,don't just shed crocodile tears
Join hands, before you become a victim Dear
Rise and act ,throw away your fears
Or else, there will be no one to wipe your tears.


By Binita Jha

37.दहलीज़

यादों के मंदिर में बसर करने वाले
जब तक यादें रहेंगी जिंदगी आबाद रहेगी
जिस दिन यादों ने दहलीज़ पार कर ली
समझ लेना न हम रहेंगे न यादें मेरी.

36.भटकती रहती हूँ चौखट पर तेरे

भटकती रहती हूँ चौखट पर तेरे
मन में  विश्वास का ज्योत लिये
कि  कुछ तू  बोलेगा बन्दों से तेरे
जब की जानती हु तू है महज़ मंदिर का एक मूरत
और ख़ामोशी ही है तेरी फिदरत

संवेदना अगर होती तुझ में
 तो क्या तू मूक रह पता इस  युग में 
गलती शायद तेरी भी नहीं है
 मुघ्ध हो गया है तू  भी
 पाखंडियो की  भक्ति नाच देख के ..

पर अब जाग , देर न कर
नेत्र  खोल , मूरत से  निकल
 चौखट नांघ, घमंड न कर
वरना खुदा हो के  भी तू पछतायेगा
दुष्टों की दुष्टता से तू भी न बच पायेगा।

बिनीता झा 

35.Voice Within Me

A voice within me speaks with utter tenderness.
As I traverse through life's wilderness.
It's somberness enchants me undaunted
I chase it as if I am haunted.
I know not where it originates
Yet I am happily chained by its dictum and dictates.
When turmoils and doubts knife's my calm
The desert of my life is shaded by it's palm.
I lean on it perpetually
It is my dean virtually.

By Binita Jha

34.Journey

Each day of the journey, with pleasure unfolds

Sailing on a boat with a story untold.

Life has had many stoppages and crossroad

Yet each day starts on a new threshold.

Kindling Fait fantasia for some more

Tranquilizing upheals,without which life would be a bore.

Accolades and abjections are my teachers' of  life

Guiding me forward despite all strife.

Leaving behind experiences to quote
The journey of my life continues in this boat.


By Binita Jha

33.Who is that....................

Who is that on the rope??

Balancing life full of hope.

Miling crowd beats the heat,

As life walks above the street.



Will no one ever care to know??

How life manages all the show??



Grit and calm rules the face,

Completing the walk with a grace.



People clap to cheer the act,

No one cares is a fact.



Yet playing rendezvous with time,

Life trudges on rope for a few dime.


By Binita Jha

32.Meets are Treat

Meets are treat
Rejuvenating life in lost streets
Spreading warmth and mirth
Right from the time of its birth.

Wait subjugates into pain
Leading emotions to drain
Making man insane
Straining the mind in vain.


Partings saturate
Blaming the fate
Hearts separate
Life becomes desperate.

By Binita Jha

31. Beautiful Rain

Beautiful Rain, splashing the earth
Quenches the thirst with her birth.
Parched emotions sigh in relief
touching each life with her leaf.

Thundering cloud clap their way
Lightning segues the skyline in May
Phobes hides as cloud perforate
Penury of life whiffles when rain percolates.

Young and old swing and sway
With anathemas of life, cast at bay.
Rain beautiful Rain
Tranqualizing life again and again.

By Binita Jha

30.Tree

A tree she was tall and sturdy
Touching our lives with love so steady.

Never can we forget the respect that she commanded
She gave in abundance even when not demanded.

Under her boughs we flourished strong
She was always there when things went wrong.

Nurturing her seedlings with total care
Sparing the rod even when we played dare.

Today our tree is no more
Her saplings yet must soar.

She has taught us how to grow
Knitting a new world under our brow.

29.She

Poised in elegance,She stands her ground
Unperturbed by failure or success found

Promising herself never to bow down
She fights her battles without a frown

Challenging the adversities, she leads her way
Carving her niche to her enemies dismay

Her thoughts are clear ,Her mind knows no fear
She smiles at friends and foes with equal cheer

For she knows that this life is too short
And before rest ,she has miles to trot .

By Binita Jha