63.Hunger For Change

Showers from heaven joins the Brook
Gurgling on its way
As it gallops through the woods

Hungering to meet the River in its flight
It keeps travelling non stop
Through the days and night

The river winds it way through fields and dwelling 

Settling perhaps to meets the Ocean in the plains.

Yet their hunger is unsatisfied.

Soon we find them in the clouds

Pouring down as rain 

To join the brook again.

And this Hunger

For Change remains

Be it a Brook

Or Life in any lane.

62.****आतंक का अंत**** -----21.11.12---- उतपाती कसाब

नाश कर सबका

 तू क्या पछतायेगा

फिर वही तांडव 

अगर छोड़  दिया जायेगा

जिस दिन से आया तू 

कयामत आ गयी

जिसको भी चाहा संभाल कर रखना

तुने उसे  मार गिराया 

ना तेरा आतंक घटा है 

ना घट पायेगा कभी 

छुट गया जो कैद से

तू फिर गज़ब ढाएगा

क्या करते भरोसा तुझ पर

तू तो जेल  में  भी था  उतपाती  बड़ा

तुझ से बेहतर तो है चुहा कैद में

कम से कम उत्पात कर  है सहमा पड़ा 
तुझ जैसे कभी ना  सुधरे है 
ना  सुधर पायेंगे उतपाती  कसाब 
फांसी पर चढ़ा कर आज तुझे 
यह देश तेरे  गुनाहों  से मुक्त  हो पाया है ।


बिनीता झा 

61.Why does this Nation Celebrate Children's Day ?

As I wish my Children

Happy Children's Day,

My mind is filled with Questions

Answers to which I search Each Day.

Pacing Up and Down

On the floor of my Room

I am lost in the Maze

Of Unanswered  Questions.............

Why are Children Homeless?

Why do they Sleep Hungry ?

Do they have Parents?

Are they Orphans?

Are they Abandoned?

Why is fate so Cruel,

For the most Innocent?

Faced with Child Abuse

How will they Survive?

How many Children,

How long will we Sacrifice?

These Questions rob my Peace

I am Crippled..........................

Why does this Nation Celebrate Children's Day ?

When still such Pathetic conditions Prevail!!!

By Binita Jha.

60.Smile

Captivated and enchanted
I am drawn towards my baby,
She smiles back at me
Erasing the troubles of the Day.

The innocence in her eyes 
Charms me no end.
She Warms my heart
By enlivening my spirits.

Her Smile and laughter
Fills me with happiness and content.
I hold her in my arms 
Knowing well I am charmed.

By Binita Jha

59.आँसूओं से क्या डरना

आँसूओं  से क्या डरना 

ये तो मोती है दामन के

जब कभी कुचलती  है दुनिया

बन जाते  है यह अनमोल  गहने

इनकी  आगोश में  सुकून खोजता मनु 

पर सुकून के पास भी अब वक़्त कहा

एक दरिया सी  है जिंदगी

हर शकस  को है बहना यहाँ

अगर बहा सको तो बहा लो आँसु ख़ुशी के

इस दुनिया में और किसी की पूछ  कहाँ ।

बिनीता झा 

58.दीप कही था कही थी बाती

एक ऐसी शाम निराली
दीप कही था
कही थी बाती 

तरस रहे थे 

मिलन को दोनों 

पर किस्मत उस दिन 

उनकी  थी  खाली 

आग लगी थी 

दिल में  उनके 

धधक रहे थे 

सुलग रहे थे 

बिछड़   के दोनों 

सिसक रहे थे 

मन ही मन में 

समझ गये थे

वो बात सुहानी 

एक दूजे बिन

उनकी कोई नहीं कहानी ।

ek aisi shaam nirali 

deep kahi tha

kahi thi baati

taras rahae thae

milan ko dono

par kismat us din

unki  thi khalee

aag lagi th

 dil mai unkae

dhadak rahae thae

sulag rahae thae

bichar k  dono

seesak rahae thae

maan hi maan mai

samajh gayae tha

wo ek baat suhani 

 ek dujae bin

unki koi nahi  kahanai

बिनीता झा 

57.CANDLE of HOPE

Pack Up!!
The Gongs of Destiny Announced.
Forcing them to Flee
At Midnight Hour.
Thinking the phase would pass Soon,
They took refuge in a Hotel's Room.
Fate had other Plans
Normalcy in the Valley
Was not meant for its Clan.
Resources Dwindled,
Poverty Swindled,
Hardship and Hopelessness Reigned
Refugees they were called in their New Domain.
A little Girl of fourteen than, knew it Well,
She had to bring her Family out of this Hell.
CANDLE of HOPE burnt strong in her Heart.
Armed with just a High School Mark Sheet,
She Challenged Life at every Meet.
Night and Day She burnt the Midnight oil
For Completing her lessons, She did toil.
Traversing on Foot 
She crossed several Miles
Managing to earn Enough
To Improve her Plight.
Now She and her family are Well Placed
Having Successfully Crossed
The Barricade of Troubled Days.
And even Today  She Spreads
Warmth in the Air wherever She Treads
Teaching Us never to  Despair
Reminding Us Nothing Stays.
Rekindling the Burnt out Fire in our Heart
Like a true CANDLE She Lights our Path.

By Binita Jha