51.Politics

Politics and Truth are parallel lines
With no chance of a meet ever in time.

Toughest job is to camouflage one's emotions
Surprisingly the politicians do it without a commotion.

Thriving diligently on public relation
Maneuvering life is their required ration.

Public Funds are their healthy appetizer
Counter Allegations act as their synthesizer .

Changing before the wink of an eye
From lies they can never shy.

Killing their conscious politicians shine
The Game of Politics is their Holy Shrine.

By Binita Jha

50.हमराज

रिश्तों  की  बेड़ियों  मे जीता है तू 

तू खुश नहीं इसका अह्सास है मुझको 

हर किसी को खुश करने की चाहत है तुझमें 

पर खुद घुट- घुट के  जीता  है लगता मुझको 

तेरे  लबों पर मुसकान  तो  है बिखरी 

पर आंखें सूनी सूनी दिखती है मुझको 

लाखों  जख्म तू ने  छुपाये है  दिल मे  

तेरे  चहरे पे साफ नज़र आता  है मुझको 

ना  कहना यह  महज  है मेरा वहम 

अगर जाना जरा सा भी है  तुने मुझको 

तेरी खुशियाँ  है सिर्फ चाहत मेरी 

क्या बना सकता है हमराज तू अपना मुझको??

बिनीता झा 

49.Oblivious

Lying on the folded sheet 
Brings back the memories.
The memories are rich 
It is all she has or will ever have.
No magic wand has the power
To fade her memories.
She lies lost deep in thoughts
With a smile on her lips.
Entangled with her memories 
Oblivious to the world around.

By Binita Jha

48.Peace Prize!!!!

Awards and medals were not his need,

Independence for his Nation was his only greed.

Marching ahead he achieved his mission,

One by one he drove out British Commission.

He was the Masiha of Peace,

Violence was never his niche.

Clad in dhoti he gave us Freedom,

Democratic India is no longer part of any Kingdom.

The world has acknowledged all his sacrifice,

How silly then not to give him the Peace Prize!!!!

47.बापू / Bapu

खो गये  गाँधी और हम देखते रहे।
ना  उफ़ किया ना  प्रहार
बस ओझल होते संस्कार
हम देखते रहे।

चाहा  था मैने भी गाँधी बन जाउ
निस्वार्थ अर्पण करू जीवन देश हित में
पर चल कर जब देख उस पथ पर
समझ गयी कितना दुर्गम है वो मार्ग ।

जहाँ होसले टूटते, डग डग पर
वो अडीग खरे, देते रहे बलिदान।
देकर आज़ादी अनमोल
चले गये वो करते राम राम ।

शपथ है बिनी का तुझसे बापू
 वो ना खोने  देगी तेरी शान
अहिंसा के पथ पर चल कर
वो सदा करेगी तेरा सम्मान ।

kho gaya Gandhi aur hum dekhtae rahae.
na uff kiya na prahar,
bas ojhal hotae sanskar
 hum dekhtae rahae.

cha ha tha mainae bhi Gandhi ban jau
niswarth arpan karu jewan desh hith mai.
par chal kar jab dekha us paath par
samajh gaye kitna durgam hai wo marg.

jahan hoslae tut tae dag dag par
wo adeeg kharae detae rahae balidan
dae kar azadee anmol
chalae gayae wo kartae Ram Ram.

shapath hai bini ka tujhsa Bapu
wo na khone degi teri shaan
Ahimsa ka path par chal
wo sada karegi tera smman


बिनीता झा

46. Rudimentary Wants

                                    21st Century 

                              Rudimentary wants.

                            Society Seeks Beauty

                  Matrimonial Columns shout their need

            Tall, Fair and Beautiful Girl is their demand.

    Strangely We allow ourselves to be treated as a commodity.

                Unknown faces label Us as Dark or Fair

                       Yet not even a handful rebel.

                            Crest fallen We move 

                      Thinking it to be our destiny.

                              Barbaric truth it is

          This Nation still has a poor definition of Beauty.

By Binita Jha
            

45.Beautiful Moon

Beautiful  moon rolls romantically
With the dark clouds
Concealing her Maiden Beauty
When all at once a Gust of Wind
Blows over to reveal
Sparkling white beams.
Joy ripples over me
I shiver with excitement
As I look up at the sky
And Glimpse at Her beauty.


By Binita Jha

44.The Lad

Confidence and exuberance was writ on his face
Energetically  he moved around Delhi with grace.
Charmed by his demeanor,I had him seated beside
He stole glances at his watch as if to decide.

Perturbed by his discomfort,I had him talk.
The story he told me had me shocked.

Seeking medication all by himself at AIMS
He had traveled from his village to Delhi's street with an aim.
Dressed in an attire as people of his age
He spoke with an innocence missed at this stage.

Fear and tear were far from his name.
Neither did he crib nor did he blame
Hitching a ride to be on time,
He braved Tumor even before his prime.

A mere lad,scarcely Twelve,  captured my mind.
Teaching me  lessons of life which are hard to find.

His sweet memories untouched unfolds
As I sit and look at the vacant seat beside
In the crowded bus, in the peak hour rush
My lips fervently move in prayer for the lad.

By Binita Jha

43.मिल जाये अगर वो

हर  किसी को आशियाने  की तलाश 
हर कोई चाहे  जीवन  में  साथी खास 
ज़िंदगी  के  डगर पर मिल जाये  अगर वो अनायाश 
क्यों  ना  खिले  फिर  मन  के बगिया  में  अनेको  पलाश 
उसके मिलने पर होता है  सुखद  अहसास 
उसको  पा कर मन कभी ना होता उदास
ना  मिले  वो  तो सिर्फ  तलाश और  अनबुझी  प्यास 
मुसकुराये  वो तो मक्का  मदीना  पास 

Har kisi ko ek ashiyana ki talash

Har koi chahae  jivan mai  saathi khas
 Zindgi k dagar par  mil jaya agar wo anayas
kyu na khilae phir man k bagiya mai aneko palash 

Uskae milnae par hota hai sukhad ehsas 

usko paa kar maan kabhi na hota udas
Na milae wo toh sirf talash aur anbujhi pyas

Muskuraya  wo toh mecca madina pass.

 By Binita Jha

42.Targeted by Targets

A Degree, A Job,
A Car, A Position,
A Spouse , A House.........
Ah! The list is long.
Targets keep growing
Fulfillment of one,
Leads to the Birth of another.
Ensconced by our cosmetic needs,
We easily venture into unfamiliar territory unfazed.
Impervious to the ones depending on us.
Making emphatic assertions of joy,
At each Target achieved.
Fooling our self We move ahead
Lost in the effervescence of unrealistic excitement.
Consumed by Materialistic Gains
Haven't we Maimed our Lives???
Engulfed by Selfish Wants,
Haven't we long Forgotten our Duties???
Blinded by our Ambitions,
We have locked the door to our real self.
Crippled We stand Today,
Targeted by Targets.

By Binita Jha

41.Friends on Facebook

Friends on Facebook multiply in scores

You can delete them if you finds them a bore.

Age ,sex, caste here are no bar
Long friend list can make you feel like a star.

Rarely we know who our friends really are
Yet we chat with them at all odd hours.

Timeline with pictures and words highlight special moments
Togetherness  is shown through-Shares,Likes and Comments.

Friendship here has taken a new dimension
Strangers act together for a cause without tension.

Elderly  take friendship here too seriously
Young people befriend  ever one casually.


My wildest dreams kept me unprepared  for a friendship of this kind
Where online daily I meet a few friend with like mind.

40.Moments

Life is filled with instances

Enriching us every moment

Each moment is single

All experiences are unique

None can be repeated

Nor will it be replicated 

What is gone is lost forever

Foolery it would be

To trade any moment

Time moves on relentlessly

Carrying each moment away

To be stored in capricious memory.

By Binita Jha