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