Tag: English Poetry

Rainbows Don’t Last Forever, unless… by Sandeep Silas

Hi friends, announcing the publication and launch of “Rainbows Don’t Last Forever, unless…” my book of poetry/lyrics in English, in Europe on 30-07-2022 !

ISBN-13: 978-613-9-42258-6

ISBN-10: 6139422582

EAN: 9786139422586

Book language: English

Blurb/Short text: “Rainbows Don’t Last Forever, unless…”, I must confess was mostly written at a time of great turmoil in my life. As the winds grew harsh and biting, the storm following with fearsome intent, I stood strong like a tree in the Fall, releasing more colour and spreading more joy. In a phrase, I must say—I lived the season. I know that all these songs in this book will one day touch the soul of the people in the world and music composers will delight in them, with them. These are the songs of the people. You and I live similar lives, in more or small measure; with stronger or lesser intensity; with suppressed desires and hopes; and with stars shining in the darkness of the night. It is one thing to see a star and another to hold on to its twinkle. Find your star and let its soft light raise a glow in your life. I have just done that in “Rainbows Don’t Last Forever, unless…”.

Publishing house: JustFiction Edition

Website: https://www.justfiction-edition.com

By (author): Sandeep Silas

Number of pages: 80

Published on: 2022-07-30

Stock: Available

Category: Other languages / other literatures

Price: 24.90 €

Keywords: poems, rainbow, collection of poems, songs

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Borough in the Mist, revealed… by Sandeep Silas

Hi friends, announcing  the  publication  and launch of  my  book  of  poetry  in  English “Borough in the Mist, revealed…” in  Europe on 30-07-2022!

ISBN-13: 978-613-9-42262-3

ISBN-10: 6139422620

EAN: 9786139422623

Book language: English

Blurb/Short text: The autumn leaves have started falling. Yellowed. Aged or matured? They have lived their puny lives on the tree. Like the sunlight they drank in everyday, they have become—the colour of the sun. In their freedom from life on the tree, is grace. They will rest in the grass, melt into the soil of collective consciousness and this energy will rise on another tree sometime in the future. So are my poems in this collection. They grew within. Each taking a different shape, a structure as definite and free as the thought, each speaking of the time it saw and soaked. They filled me up, as long as they grew on me. They ate of my flesh and drank of my blood. These are my creations. Eventually, they had to meet the earth on which I stand. New leaves must replace the earlier ones. Yet, they would belong to me in the sense the air, earth, water, fire, light and darkness belong to me. The endless cycle of ideas and words falling in composition the time ordains must go on. Like many others of my ilk, I love painting with words. But, the mere picture is not enough. I must see that it reflects, the seen and unseen. I must, like a seeker, seek the world of my dreams.

Publishing house: JustFiction Edition

Website: https://www.justfiction-edition.com

By (author) : Sandeep Silas

Number of pages: 88

Published on: 2022-06-30

Stock: Available

Category: Other languages / other literatures

Price: 24.90 €

Keywords: literature, poems, poet, poems collections

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सफ़्हा SAFHA by Sandeep Silas “deep”

Hi friends, announcing my latest book of poetry in Hindi-Urdu (Devanagari script)  containing ghazals, nazams, geet and muktak’s published on Amazon Kindle on 14th February 2021!

Safha, meaning page/annals !

Link:

https://www.amazon.com/%E0%A4%B8%E0%A4%AB%E0%A4%BC%E0%A5%8D%E0%A4%B9%E0%A4%BE-Safha-Hindi-Sandeep-Silas-ebook/dp/B08WKP9LYS/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&qid=1613735549&refinements=p_27%3ASANDEEP+SILAS&s=digital-text&sr=1-1

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वक़्त का तुम… Waqt Ka Tum… by संदीप साइलस “दीप”

वक़्त का तुम…
संदीप साइलस “दीप”

वक़्त का तुम दम भरते हो, वक़्त किसका है
इंतिज़ार करते रहते हो, की ख़त किसका है।

मौसम-ए-बहार की रोज़ तुम राह तकते हो
दरख़्तों से बातें करते हो, परिंदा किसका है।

मन में लिए इख़्लास, क्या-क्या सम्भाले हो
तन्हाइयों में डूबे रहते हो, आसरा किसका है

ये कशिश क्या कभी ले आएगी तुम्हारा प्यार
तारों को गिनते रहते हो, आसमाँ किसका है।

उनकी रूह को ताज़ा, रुख़्सार हँसी रखते हो
असास हैं मज़बूत, उन्हें एहसास किसका है।

यूँ बात-बात आब-ए-दीदा होते हो, बेज़ार हो
कौन पोंछेगा बहते अश्क़, रूमाल किसका है।

आँखों में दास्ताँ, शरीर, हरारत लिए फिरते हो
मोहब्बत भरे लब हैं ख़ामोश, जिगर किसका है।

ख़ंजर-ए-इश्क़, लमहा-बा-लमहा धार रखते हो
खुद ही तो लहू-लुहान रहते हो, दिल किसका है।

चलो बयाबान में चलो “दीप”, वतन किसका है
तेरा हुआ तो आएगा, वरना ख़याल किसका है।

(Written: Delhi; 10 April 2020)

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दिल निकाल के… संदीप साइलस “दीप” Dil Nikaal Ke… Sandeep Silas

दिल निकाल के…
संदीप साइलस “दीप”

दिल निकाल के रखता हूँ रोज़ तेरे सामने
मेहर की उम्मीद करता हूँ तुझसे तेरे सामने।

कभी वेद पढ़ता हूँ, तो कभी अज़ान गाता हूँ
कभी कबीर, कभी नानक होते हैं मेरे सामने।

नव-दुर्गा का अदब रखना है मुझे ता ज़िंदगी
इंजील-ए-ईसा को भी लाना है तेरे सामने।

ए इंसाँ तू क्यूँ छोड़ता जा रहा अपनी ज़मीं
तेरी पाकीज़गी को मुझे लाना है तेरे सामने।

ये सियासतें, गर्दिश में ले जा रहीं हैं तुझे हिंद
हज़ारों साल की तहज़ीब, देख है तेरे सामने।

ना सुन बुरा, ना कह बुरा, ना देख तू कुछ बुरा
बापू को भूलने से पहले, ज़रा रख उसे सामने।

नफ़रतें ना लाएँगी, अमन-ओ-चैन की दुनिया
हिट्लर भी गया था, अपनी ही गोली के सामने।

ना झूठ बोल, ना कर फ़रेब, तुझे मिली सल्तनत
कुदरत से ना खेल इंसाँ, पुतला है उसके सामने।

नहीं मानेगा तू, तो वो वापस ले लेगा तेरी साँस
कहते हैं वो मन का “दीप” देखता है अपने सामने।

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प्यास… Thirst by संदीप साइलस “दीप”

प्यास…

संदीप साइलस “दीप”

दूर से प्यास बुझती, तो किसी को कहाँ लगती

पी–पी के अश्क़ तू जी गया, प्यास कहाँ लगती।

वो जिसकी तलब थी, नहीं मिला, तो इश्क़ रहा

मिल गया होता, तो इश्क़ की आग कहाँ लगती।

तँहा ना हुए होते, बाद–ए–सबा, सर्द कहाँ लगती

तसव्वुर में ना आते, जाँना की कशिश कहाँ लगती।

वो ग़र पास हुए होते, दिल–तिशनगी, कहाँ लगती

तीरगी के आलम सिवा, ख़्वाबों में लौ कहाँ लगती।

शब–ए–हिज्र, शुक्रिया, नीम–वा रोशनी कहाँ लगती

मेरी सूखी आँखो को, उनकी नमी कब कहाँ लगती।

वादा–ए–वफ़ा निभाया होता, ये ख़लिश कहाँ लगती

वो जुदा ना हुआ होता, ख़ुदा की आस कहाँ लगती।

ज़ख़्म–ए–दिल लिए फिरता हूँ, अब दवा कहाँ लगती

कुछ रखे ज़माने के लिए, वरना नुमाईशें कहाँ लगती।

अब ना हसरत–ए–शाम, ना ख़्वाहिशों से हमें काम

कोई आए ना आए, अब खामोशी भी कहाँ लगती।

एक बेगाने की आस “दीप” क्यूँ रखते हो अपने दिल

ख़ुदा की बारगाह में आओ, यहाँ प्यास कहाँ लगती।

(Written: Delhi; 30 March 2020)

 

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Peace Anthem for the World by Sandeep Silas

Lyrics: Sandeep Silas; Singer: Pawni Pandey

I had been thinking for a long time that our beautiful world does not have a Peace Anthem, which can be universally accepted by the nations of the world and sung in schools and universities.

So I wrote the song, and many thanks to Akshat Pandey, my friend in Mumbai, who recorded it in the voice of his lovely and talented daughter, Pawni Pandey! Thanks Pawni, for making the Peace Anthem idea a possibility for our world and hearts!

Peace is what we want utmost if we have to preserve the human race on the planet!

PEACE ANTHEM

SANDEEP SILAS

There was a time

When the Earth was tranquil

And peace reigned around

Man lived in Eden

And Eve in his heart

Eve in his heart

The serpent of knowledge

Brought untold destruction

Hearts are now divided, homes are aflame

Lines now define frontiers

The fields are red

Are red with blood

See, now the rivers sigh

And the mountains silently cry

The oceans tremble with fear

Music is drowned, by the roar above

And toys have gone for guns

This is my land, those are my men

No one is equal, anymore

Anymore

We have everything

We have nothing

There are tears in every eye

Angels have also become shy

Children don’t play those innocent games

Ivy rushes up walls no more

Strange darkness follows every man

No one to stop and give a hand

Peace does not live in hearts

Not, live in hearts

So think of everyone

As your dear one

Kindle some warmth to last forever

Share the little you have with love

See, tender flowers bring you a promise every season

And the sky still shows a rainbow after the blinding rain

Spring, bursts from the autumns’ yellow

Green is the hand of the gardener

Look at the wonders of this beautiful world

And feel the magic living around you

Living around you

We have everything

We have nothing

There is so much peace hidden in every heart

The world can become one again

Say, that we’ll not live apart

Come let us wish for the healing rain

Turn the wheel as it must

Bring peace to every troubled heart

Peace to every heart

Peace to every heart

We have everything

We have everything

(Written: April 9, 2011)

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तू लौ ख़ुशनुमा…by संदीप साइलस “दीप” Tu Lau Khushnuma…by Sandeep Silas “deep”

तू लौ ख़ुशनुमा…

संदीप साइलस “दीप”

तू लौ ख़ुशनुमा, मैं पतंगा तेरा

तुझको जियूँ तो, जल जाऊँ मैं ।

ये क्या राबता, कैसा है मेला

तुझको छू लूँ तो, खिल जाऊँ मैं ।

तू मदहोश है, मेरा खोया पिया

तुझको देखूँ तो, भर जाऊँ मैं ।

मेरा दिल तो तेरा, घर बन गया

तुझको पाऊँ तो, बस जाऊँ मैं ।

तेरा चर्चा रहा, वो ज़माना तेरा

गहमा-गहमी हो, तो डर जाऊँ मैं ।

मैं तो आयत तेरी, तू ईसा है मेरा

तुझको मिलने को, ललचाऊँ मैं ।

हर राह तेरी, हर जहां है तेरा

ले चला तू मुझे, कहाँ को जिया ।

ज़ुबान ने मेरी, आज शिकवा किया

ऐसा मिलना हुआ, तो मर जाऊँ मैं ।

तू लौ ख़ुशनुमा, मैं पतंगा तेरा

तुझको जियूँ तो, जल जाऊँ मैं ।

ये क्या राबता, कैसा है मेला

तुझको छू लूँ, तो खिल जाऊँ मैं ।

TU LAU KHUSHNUMA…

Sandeep Silas “deep”

Tu lau khushnuma, main patanga tera

Tujhko jiyun to, jal jaun main

Ye kya raabta, kaisa hai mela

Tujhko chhuu lun to, khil jaun main

Tu madhosh hai, mera khoya piya

Tujhko dekhun to, bhar jaun main

Mera dil to tera, ghar ban gaya

Tujhko paun to, bas jaun main

Tera charcha raha, wo zamana tera

Gehma-gehmi ho, to dar jaun main

Main to aayat teri, tu Isaa hai mera

Tujhko milne ko, lalchaun main

Har raah teri, har jahaan hai tera

Le chala tu mujhey, kahan ko jiya

Zubaan ne meri, aaj shikwa kiya

Aisa milna hua to, mar jaun main

Tu lau khushnuma, main patanga tera

Tujhko jiyun to, jal jaun main

Ye kya raabta, kaisa hai mela

Tujhko chhuu lun to, khil jaun main

 

(Written: Delhi; 29 November 2019; 10.10 pm -10.45 pm)

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इतना भी क्या …? ITNA BHI KYA…? WHAT IS SO MUCH…? By Sandeep Silas ‘deep’

इतना भी क्या…? ITNA BHI KYA…?

(WHAT IS SO MUCH…?)

Sandeep Silas ‘deep’

इतना भी क्या की ख़ंजर उठा लिया ?

मुस्कुरा के भी तो जान ले लेते हैं लोग ।

ऐसा भी क्या की प्याला–ए–ज़हर ला दिया?

राज़ छुपाए भी दैर–ओ–हरम चले जाते हैं लोग ।

इतना भी क्या की खुदा को भुला दिया ?

ता ज़िंदगी दुआगो भी तो रह लेते हैं लोग ।

ऐसा भी क्या की कलाम–ओ–ग्रंथ जला दिया ?

आयतों में भी तो सुकून तलाश लेते हैं लोग ।

इतना भी क्या की वादा–ए–वफ़ा से पर्दा किया ?

अदावत को दिल रख के भी रह लेते हैं लोग ।

ऐसा भी क्या की राह–ए–रंजिश ही लिया?

रिश्तों का वज़न भी तो उठा लेते हैं लोग ।

इतना भी क्या की चाँद से बैर ही किया ?

दुश्मनी में भी दिल लगा लेते हैं लोग ।

ऐसा भी क्या की रुख़ पे इबलीस उतार लिया ?

पेशानी पे तो नूर की ख़्वाहिश रखते हैं लोग ।

इतना भी क्या की कोई “दीप” के खून का प्यासा जिया?

लहू पी के भी इंसान बने रहते हैं लोग ।

Itna bhi kya ki khanzar utha liya?

Muskura ke bhi to jaan le lete hain log

(What is so much that you picked up a dagger?

People take a life with a smile too)

Aisa bhi kya ki pyala-e-zahar la diya?

Raaz chhupaye bhi dairo-haram chaley jaatey hain log

(What is that the cup of poison was offered?

People hide secrets and still bow in a temple & mosque)

Itna bhi kya ki Khuda ko bhula diya?

Ta zindagi duago bhi to reh lete hain log

(What is so much that you even forgot the existence of God?

People live their entire lives immersed in prayer too)

Aisa bhi kya ki kalaam-o-granth jala diya?

Aayaton mein bhi to suquun talaash lete hain log

(What is that the Holy Scriptures were burned?

People find their peace in the verses too)

Itna bhi kya ki wada-e-wafa se purdah kiya?

Adaavat ko dil rakh ke bhi reh lete hain log

(What is so much that you forgot the promises made in faith?

People can hide malice in the folds of their hearts and live)

Aisa bhi kya ki raah-e-ranjish hi liya?

Rishton ka wazan bhi to uthaa lete hain log

(What is that you took to the road of enmity?

People carry the burden of relationships too)

Itna bhi kya ki chand se bair hi kiya?

Dushmani mein bhi dil laga lete hain log

(What is so much that you have ill-will for the Moon?

People engage their hearts in hostility too)

Aisa bhi kya ki rukh pe Iblis utaar liya?

Peshani pe to noor ki khwaahish rakhtey hain log

(What is that you fused your face with the Satan’s?

People actually wish for divine light to glow on their face)

Itna bhi kya ki koi “deep” ke khoon ka pyasa jiya?

Lahu pee ke bhi insaan bane rehtey hain log

(What is so much that someone lives thirsty for “deep’s” blood?

People drink blood and yet pretend to be human)

(Written: Delhi; 12 October 2019; 6.00 am to 7.07 a.m.)

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The Creative Mind by Sandeep Silas

THE CREATIVE MIND

I am the creative mind, the Creator’s gift
Do I ever know who I am going to chose

And what I am going to make him write, propound, discover, or invent
Does it unfold on its own
Is it a gift from the heavens?
Or do I dig it from the womb of the earth

Sometimes it falls like the rain
Soaking me through and through
At times it is a boat, taking me on a sail to phantom lands
Some ways are those of a tempest, ripping everything off
Yet maintaining a calm in the eye of the storm
Many times in history it was a cloudburst and all the accumulated burden fell at once upon the paper

I have been doing it in the past
I am at it in the present
I will be in the future
I don’t know whether what I think and ink shall power revolutions or bring peace, or advance scientific discovery
I don’t care whether they will hate me or love me for it
Who writes for awards?
You do it because you have to do it, like you are born with a pen in the mouth
Ha, I miss the silver spoon though

In the gospel it is written, “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God” !
This is the Alpha and the Omega
The creative mind is the mind blessed by God
Power does not flow from the barrel of a gun
It flows from the subtlety of the Word

I became Hobbes, when I told you about the “war of every man against every man”, and asked you to naturally seek peace
I lived in Locke, and wrote the theory of the mind, defined tabula rasa, gave you the concepts of identity and self
I was in the head of Rousseau, when I wrote “Men are born free, yet everywhere are in chains “, gave you the Social Contract, say democracy
I was with Voltaire when I defended freedom of religious and political thought, and handed to you the power of Reason
I was with Newton when I revealed the Laws of Motion
I permeated Pasteur, and advanced the medical sciences
Galileo saw through me the understanding of the World
I became Einstein and defined the theory of relativity
I made Curie discover radiation, Otto Hahn discover nuclear fission
I’ve led you like Aristotle, Faraday and Fleming of the penicillin
I’ve been with you always

Michelangelo celebrated me as he chiseled the Pietà and painted the Sistine Chapel
Mona Lisa smiles because I gave the mystique look to her eyes through Leonardo da Vinci
Van Gogh brought The Starry Night to life and the Sunflowers to bloom as he was captivated by me
Rembrandt created The Night Watch, as I conceptualized
Shakuntala and Hansa Damyanti became immortalized as I held the brush of Raja Ravi Verma
I have given my best to more like Picasso, Monet, Amrita Sher-gil and Husain
Many more have excelled because they nourished me

When I became joyous, I gave Mozart, the ‘Night Music’ symphonies

I rejoiced as a child when Schumann wrote Caranaval music, ‘Scenes from Childhood’
Chopin, made me his angel and got the Sonatas
Haydn, looked up to me and found his ‘Surprise’ and ‘God of Life’
Even when Beethoven became deaf, I blessed him with ‘Allegretto’

It was not the choice of Columbus to discover America
Nor of Vasco da Gama to discover India
Alexander did not come of his own to meet his greatness
Neither did Ashoka renounce war of his own volition
I, the creative mind, was all the time living in their minds
I was with Martin Luther King Jr. and gave him the speech of the Dream
I powered Gandhi’s resolve to make India independent of the colonial yoke

I have triumphed in the writings of the Sufi saints
I was within Bulleh Shah, when he coined “Bulleya ki jaana main kaun” (Bulleya, to me, I am not known)
I lived with Rumi, as he said, “I am like heaven, like the moon, like a candle by your glow; I am all reason, all love, all soul, by your soul”
I celebrated Kahlil Gibran
I powered Montaigne’s works’
I rejoiced in William Shakespeare, Tennyson, Yeats, Byron, Bacon, Wordsworth, Milton, Keats, Browning and Chaucer
Where all I’ve been all through the evolution of the world, the thought, the philosophy and the Word

Where all I will be is my choice and not yours
I will fill the ones who deserve me
Yet, a little bit of me will be given to each one of you
It will be your purity of emotion, passion, and soul to attain me fully
I AM…

(Copyright: Sandeep Silas)

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