“Akela”

Ek ersa jo, mene tanha bitaya

Jisme na tu, na tera saya

Jagmati rato ke andhero me,

Suraj ki bejaan baho me,

Hazaro logo ki raho me.

                                    Jo mene sir thoda uthaya,

                                    Chehra apna samne aya, jab khud ko has mod par akela bus akela paya

Ab ji chaha, sare bandhan tod du,

Dil mera bhi sabke samne khol du,

Phoolo ki khusboo odh kar,

Panchiyo ke ghar-ghar bol du,

Ab dastak dene me bhi aya.

                                   Jo darwaje ke piche khud ko paya,

                                   To har ghar me bhi khud ko akela bus akela paya.

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

“COME BACK”

For all these nights I strive,

Sometimes in pain, sometimes in pleasure

That you might come to ask,

These sufferings are over now, then

The moment will stop, the sun will give us the light to shine

And under the darkles night, the sky will cover us,

When your hands will touch me,

I will rejoice with all these, memoroies

That I had suffered , In your absence.

Albeit, the world has billion of beautiful faces but,

I see the light of my happiness in you

This will transform my inner being.

And when the world will, stop these.

I had nothing to care for.

Now the reason for my living is been accomplish

And, now if death come it is welcome,

I have tasted by then, the miseries, the sorrow, the happiness of world.

Only the dark sleep is not tasted by me.

“All I need is you to come back again and light me up with fire of love”

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

Saksham Shrivastava Writings: “Akela”Ek ersa jo, menetanha bitayaJisme na tu, na...

Saksham Shrivastava Writings: “Akela”Ek ersa jo, menetanha bitayaJisme na tu, na...: “Akela” Ek ersa jo, mene tanha bitaya Jisme na tu, na tera saya Jagmati rato ke andhero me, Suraj ki bejaan baho me, Hazaro logo...

“Akela”

Ek ersa jo, mene tanha bitaya

Jisme na tu, na tera saya

Jagmati rato ke andhero me,

Suraj ki bejaan baho me,

Hazaro logo ki raho me.

                                    Jo mene sir thoda uthaya,

                                    Chehra apna samne aya, jab khud ko has mod par akela bus akela paya

Ab ji chaha, sare bandhan tod du,

Dil mera bhi sabke samne khol du,

Phoolo ki khusboo odh kar,

Panchiyo ke ghar-ghar bol du,

Ab dastak dene me bhi aya.

                                   Jo darwaje ke piche khud ko paya,

                                   To har ghar me bhi khud ko akela bus akela paya.

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

Article (Dream)

12:38 am, 7/12/2014
I am running to enter my class of computer, all my hairs are disturbed by the wonderful match, I’ve just played in badminton coat. This is my first day in school, 11th ‘B’ a new class, with a new section. Some faces were known to me and some are new and glaring each and everyone to judge whom would become my friend in this new class. Some are really looking serious as if they are not meant for friendship , some are naughty and kind of “bad boys”. But I’m not of them, I’m simple and little career conscious boy. I start my search for a new friend and looking boys for friendship, but what I am seeing, who is shining on the last second bench of middle row. I can’t see her full face only some parts of her face are visible to me.
When I make eye contact with her,
Everything start changing, my universe is entering into new dimension, a new path, a new heaven of what so called “LOVE”. Hard words for me but the fact is I am falling in love with each passing millisecond, the world has stopped spinning for both of us and surely we are not in this earth anymore. We are going or coming from so far. It is feeling that, yeah you are the one for whom I was searching for so long? Where have you been to? My soulmate. My beloved, how are you living without me? I am here to satisfy you, come to me, just merge with my soul and come back home again.
And she continues her talking with her friends, but for me that one second is life , I live in that second. I am fulfilled now. What more I want in my life? I have seen the most beautiful gift from this universe. For no reason I start smiling and thinking without thoughts.
7’o clock of morning and my alarm embark in low tone.
What I saw was a dream? I didn’t think so? It was not dream, it was me living in other dimension. It was me who had seen the beauty of nature, it was me who will forever feel fresh and will die in this freshness.
Time to start, a new day.

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

Struggling to be me:

6/12/2014, 12:04am. Usually people sleep this time, here in India, after a long day work and travelling in pollutionous environment. Today I would like to let you know about the purpose of inner being, what actually is it wanting?
                                                               It always want just to be, yeah to be a human in outer world for which we are designed, to be the very being which we seen in dreams, we have already become that person in our universal mind and it always forces us to be the one which we met in our universal world. Let me give you an example of this moment. It’s midnight and still while I’m writing , every second I’m imagining that, does it make impression on my readers? Would I become a writer who will transform the thoughts of world?
                                                               I am fine in studies and maybe good in my speeches but the thing is I am best in writing in my dreams in my universal mind, The thoughts I’ve been seeing are different from everyone, simply because we all are different but the end result is we all have same universal mind, the same feeling and power of experiencing.
                                                              We are made of universe and it is infinite, it is everlasting and unpredictable and the genes running in our blood is not simply biological atoms in RBCS or WBCS but the star dust, the magic of celestial bodies, in the red wine running in our nerves their are trillion of magic dust particles, only the fact is we have to remove the social dust from our mind and just think for a while what is that one thing we really want? What is the thing we see in our dreams? And once you find the answer, this universe, this magic will help you to reach the end. To be the person, who you designed to be.
                                                                This giant and vastness of universe always remind us about the powers it had given to us. We are here to experience, we are here to explore, we are here to be not to become. We have already become the person we dreamt about in our universal world.

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

Article: Friendship

It is true that we are busy, yes I understand the meaning of these words but instead of our busy schedule we somehow manage either in a month or in a week or everyday to meet a person whom we care for, whom we like, whom we love, we call them friends 
In friendship a strong mental bond arises between mentality of two different people (or group), this bond which connects and put two different people together is what we call “friendship”. It is scientifically prove that the two friends lives a kind of similar life or they have some similar habit or dream. What makes us to stay connected to that person is the mind set we share together
Another scientifically proved theory of connectivity implies that, the two persons(or group) happy together is because of their same DNA’S somehow. DNA of friends are somehow same according to some scientist. This might be one of the biggest reason , why two friends like the same things or a person.
Some of us where lucky to have the same friends from their childhood to adolescence, but most of the time, friends also vary with situation. The reason behind the change is the change in mind set, yeah as grow we changed a lot and in the process of changing ourselves our vibrations also changes. Our vibrations are rays emitting from our body, let me give you an example when I was in college , I want to become statistical officer or bank provision officer but after an year my interest shifted towards writing and I decide to be writer . This decision not only change my inner or outer being but also the friends circle I had. That time I had more than 15 friends who were close to me but now only two of them care for me and we met in a month or  in a week.
So don’t feel insecure while your friends or family say that you are changing , It happens because your dreams are changing and the vibrations you possess are changing. Stay forever with those who remains with you forever. 

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

Random Article

For those who are under the darkness and slavery of mind, for you who is striving under the deep region of what so called "CORPORATE", I had a plane to escape this slavery and jump into the world of freedom, where all you have to do is to live as much as possible, live each moment from your heart and in the process of following heart new dimensions will be seen by you. So what is the way to escape? The answer would be simple follow your passion, follow your heart. money can buy thing but not happiness , deep satisfaction in the brightest corner of heart. It can only be done by allowing your heart to move. Listen to the unknown voice of your heart. It is always calling you to be limitless and become an artist in your dimension. You can give new hope , new world, new dimensions to this old concept of life and living.

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

Bawara man(Edited)

Bawara man dekhne chala ek sapna,
bawre se bol koi, bawri si baat ho,
Bawri khamoshiyo me, humdum tera hi sath ho,
bawre ye sath chahe, bawre zamane ki, bawri raho me khona.......
Bawra man dekhne chala ek sapna

bawra se pero par kyu na bawri si taal ho,
gungunati dhoop tak, chaav tere sath ho,
bawra ye man chahe, bawri si jhilo me, bawre se neel me behna.........
Bawra man dekhne chala ek sapna

Bawra sa ho andhera,bawri si rat ho
Bawri tanhai me bus, hatho me tera hath ho
bawra mera man chahe . bawri si nindo ke bawre se sapno me Khona......
Bawra man dekhne chala ek sapna

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

Me FIR JINE NIKLA

Khwahisho ke sitare asmaan par jane kyu chamakne nikale hai,
Ab na andheri rat ka, na din ke ujale ka dar hai,
Sote hue bhi inhe aag ke dhadhakne ka ehsaas hai,
Jalte hue, jagmagate hue fir bole hum me abhi bhhi saans hai,
Sabhi ek dusre se badkar, sab me kuch to khaas hai,
apne hunar ka jamawara, meri bhi kalam se khub nikla,
Zindgi ka hath thamkar me fir jine nikla. :)

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"I'm in love with you"

Someday soon, I'll be gone
As I've came with empty hands
Though they love, only once in their life,
I can never see those meaningless sight.

This moment when I see your shining face,
I took a deep sigh in amaze and afraid,
If, you're gone too, who will ever love you,
Like, the way I'm in love with you.

Your hairs are dry but look so great.
Beauty of your body glittering in pink,
But if you're gone from this temple of heart.
Their's no one who can feel you,
Like, the way I'm in love with you.

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"WITHOUT ME"

Don’t let the sky turn without me.
Don’t let the Moon shine without me.
Don’t let the Earth spin without me.
Don’t let the days pass without me.

Moonlight reveals the sky’s bright face.
I am the light, you are the Moon—
Don’t rise without me.
The thorn is protected by the rose!
You are the rose, I am the thorn—
Don’t show your beauty without me.

O joyous companion of the King,
Don’t drink without me.
O watchman on the rooftop,
Don’t stay up without me.
Woe to those who travel alone. . . .
You know every sign,
You’ve walked upon every path—
Don’t go without me.
Some call you love,
I call you the King of Love.
You are beyond all imaginings,
taking me places
I can’t even dream of.
O Ruler of my Heart,
wherever you go . . .
Don’t go without me.

TUTION TEACHER

Mrs. James you must focus on Steffy’s education, her marks are gradually decreasing, said the principal of Holy Cross Public School. I suggest you to teach her regularly at home and if you do not have time to teach, I know some private home tutors who can help you. He added at last. Steffy with her mother came back to home. Steffy is neither good in studies nor she wants any home tutor. Could you make me a cup of tea sweetie, said Steffy’s mother. Mother is not looking well, thought Steffy and walk to kitchen for her duty. Her mother still remembers those ugly days of her childhood when……..

Mr. Suri came to teach Anamika (Steffy’s mother) at home when she was studying in 7^th standard. . Anamika was not good in studies and her principal had advised her mother to hire a private tutor to teach her personally. Anamika was around 10 years old that time, Mr. Suri a tall, broad shoulder and fair guy of around 25, He used to wear jeans and t-shirts with different patterns on it. They study in steffy’s room where no one can enter without permission. Mr. Suri was a genius in Mathematics and could solve any problem of her book. Anamika was improving in every subject by each passing day. Mr. Suri decided to take test on every Saturday, and she was told that if she scored good marks, she would be rewarded. First he took test of mathematics and after a long silence of 30 minutes Anamika handed him her answer sheet, Mr Suri check all answers meticulously and she scored above 70% in her first test. Mr Suri ordered her to come forward and took her reward. Anamika did, now close your eyes and do not open them for 10 minutes said Mr Suri. He hold Anamika a ten year old, innocent and sweet girl into his arms and kissed on her lips until blood came out from them. She astounded of what had happened. She saw in some movies that girl and boy kiss but her mother always turned the channel when such scene comes. She was mourning in pain, her lips were bleeding and Mr. Suri sucks them every time she groan. After few minutes situation was under control and Mr. Suri had packed his bag and ordered her to prepare for her next test which was of science. Next day when Anamika handed him her answer sheet, he hold her again into his arms and sucking her baby lips so roughly that her tears were running. His hands were slowly moving into her pants and scratching her lower body. Mr. Suri came daily and took test on every Saturday. He had destroy her pure and so called god’s body.

Mommy tea is ready, you can come upstairs and join me, said Steffy.

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

SAVIOUR AT 21 A BLOCK

Mumbai, a dense and crowed city. Hotter than lamp in summer and in rain it is far from imagination to live without getting drench. 21 A block was residence of Mr Ramnath Vyas., a well educated man and president at Human Welfare Department. His aura made other aware of their work at office, a tall dark and fat virtually 40 year old man proves to be the best president yet at human welfare department. He dwelled with his wife and two sons, both studied at university. His wife a fat, unfathomable and swarthy body, used to treat servants like cattle, they had more than 4 servants at a time. And among them, one was my father. Rajesh Singh, I can still feel his aura around me, the way he patted me, his hard hands revealing the hard work he did for me. I still remember that day, my 14^th birthday on which he brought a chocolate cake loaded with 14 candles. That was my first birthday cake and we both enjoyed and savoured it. He had brought that cake from his overtime salary. He worked that month more than 16 hours just to make my birthday superfluous. I had lived in a place which is perfect for me, I’ve learnt life in those rooms which gloom even at daytime. My eyes waited all day for my father to come and we had supper before sleep. I had studied at government school and college. My father had fulfilled my every little dream but once I became mature I understood those circumstances and started working in hotels  and bars as dishwasher. My father wanted me to complete my graduation and focus more on my IAS exams. Two years ago, on the night of 19^th September, rain was falling with its high pace. People were running towards their home, streets were filled with all kinds of species and the man at the gate of 21 A Block is striving and shivering with fever and there is no hope from the master to call him inside or provide him safe place to rest. It was my father, who was suffering from fever and was seriously ill that time. He faint there at this very gate, where we are standing now. He died after 3 days, doctors reveal that he had suffered from plague and was seriously ill by the time of work........

He supported me every time, he inspired me, if there is anything I have learnt from this universe that is, never ever try to give up, it’s not only you who is working towards your dreams but it comprise of all those who are supporting you to make your dream a reality. Today shifting my stuffs to my new apartment as President of Human Welfare Department is not only my dream,  but it had been seen by my father at this very gate. He was the man who saves me, who made me. He was the saviour at 21 A Block.

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

“WAGER”

I never knew, that wager would change my life. Come on Abhinav we’ve to leave now, this is going to be the best Annual function, said Rajat. We both reach school within ten minutes. Program has already started and that beautiful girl in black saree is announcing, that our next performance is of Miss Anamika Bhaweja. My heart beats briskly and is going back to those moments…..

Virendra and I had wager to get the most beautiful girl of our school. First turn was mine and I had groomed myself in showing my faux perpetual love to her, by watching her coming and going from school, walking through her house, tried to start conversation, but never gather courage to had one. It was just a wager for Virendra but change was running through my veins and my heart, by each passing day, it seems inevitable to stop myself from enchanting towards her soul. Yeah, a 16 young lad was now learning the language of soul and was searching his soulmate. I started loving her intensely and the more days pass the more I falter confidence that whether one day I would be capable of showing my perpetual and fondle love to her. Finally one fine morning I dare to write a letter expressing my feelings for her and put in my pocket. That day I request her to meet me at canteen of our school and she did. We met as decided and before I started to speak, she impetuously advised me to check my science notebook, there were plenty of mistakes. It helped me to lose my confidence and I nodded on every question asked by her but It was like a reverie, how did she know about my science notebook, I started to mumble but she was gone by then. I followed her and without any word gave that letter to Anamika. We both had come to join next lecture of science by Miss Rashmita. I was not in mood to study, while rewinding few minutes back memory, I remembered that Anamika had told me to check my science notebook, I meticulously glance on every page, and what I had found was a white sheet of paper. That paper I opened underneath my desk, so that no one could notice. There was something written on it, with pink glittering ink that had changed my life and those words are “I lOVE YOU”……….

Today watching her on stage, seems like my whole universe constituted in this universal magic.

“Do believe in magic, and it will happen”  

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

CIRCUMNAVIGATE

Hurry up everyone, we are getting late, said Umesh dada. He has been taking care of us for 2 years. For us he is our whole family. We are orphans of SMILE CHILD TRUST. Today Umesh dada has brought us to this new zoo, near our town. I am Ram, ten years old swarthy boy. This is the first outing of my life, I’ve never been any place before. Today I saw thousands of species, sometime I soar, sometime aghast. Zoo is filled with peoples of every age group. I saw a group of lads and went forward to join them. But we are not allow to play or talk with them. This is the first time I’m getting envy with those lads, who have come with their parents. They ‘re eating Ice-cream and playing different games. I didn’t know what they’re playing but it fascinated me. Our folk is now moving to exit gate and I somehow manage myself to stay and submerge with those lads and play their frantic games, abruptly a man with long hair and dark moustache comes near to me and haul me from the crowd. He accuses me, of stealing their playing boards and food. They start beating me, but no one listen to my sob. I echo Umesh dada’s name and then……….

He comes as my savior and till then I faint. I don’t know how I get here again in the orphan’s bed but I feel relax of being at safe place again. I need some fresh air to rejoice my soul which had embittered by those games. I walk through the garden, and rain starts with its full pace. I sat under a shed and contemplate about how rich people and those who have parents live? How beautiful games they play, they needn’t have to worry about their dirty clothes and they can eat anything as much they want. My contemplation devastates by a voice coming from my back. How are you feeling now? Says Umesh dada. feeling better, I reply. He can see my tears running from my cheeks, my heart soaring for those frantic rather expensive games and my mumble as I’m fighting with god. He took a paper from his pocket and gives it to me. It is a ship, a ship of paper. What should I suppose to do with this? I ask. Join your fellows they are waiting for you at backyard, he insist. They’re playing with their ships and ask me to join. It fascinates me more than those frantic games. I indulge myself in the games. After a long period of time. All have gone to sleep except me. Umesh dada has  come see to me, its too late Ram you must sleep now, he suggests. I ask him to join, I circumnavigate with ships. He pat me softly and gone to sleep.

“Happiness is not in what others can afford, but in what we can manage”

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

RAM MUST STEAL

His eyes were puffy and ram is not in mood to wake up now, it’s too early to get up almost 4 of morning. He pours his bottle with water and start walking to find solitude. He had sat under a tree and excremented, while walking back to tent he remember how last night he was trembling from hunger and there is only one small piece of bread left for three members. His father had lost his legs in early childhood and ram along with his father begs in Indore, finally he reached home and hauled his father because his mother was not inhaling and exhaling air. His father checked her breath and a loud sob filled the tent with sorrow, two hearts were crying one who had lost his mother and other who had lost his wife because of hunger. They didn’t have money for cremation and mother remains there for two full days. His father had lost all his senses in grief, poor people know the true meaning of love because their love is unconditional, ram went to beg and returned with nothing he had accustom to sleep without food. He woke up early as always and while returning from farms(solitude) he was contemplating why and why god chose his mother? And went back to his tent without any answer. He saw his father was not well he had been suffering from hunger for past two days and his mother’s dead body was still there for him to feel guilt which results in severe panic in his heart and stomach. Ram knew that if today he came with open hand, he will surely loose his father too. He begged and had nothing as usual and he also was not feeling physically well.

Rashmita a tall, fair, innocent girl who had just got her results of high school. And was returning to his home town today which is 200 miles away from the city. His father wants to know the reasons for her failure in high school and talk to her in intonation. Rashmita needs money for her ticket and as we know withdrawing money becomes too easy. There are ATM machines everywhere. Rashmita is feeling bless and withdraw 500 rupee for her ticket. Meanwhile RAM is sitting on pavement and watching Rashmita and he noticed all events happened few minutes before. He was taught in school that stealing money or anything is sin and a sinner goes to hell after death, but what important for him is to safe his father who was suffering from hunger. He gather dare to step forward and grab Rashmita’s bag. He is running with full efforts and Rashmita is following her, after 15 minutes of marathon she stop and regretting about how careless she is, she is walking towards her apartment and blaming herself for this stupidity, she stops and ran towards a boy sitting outside a tent. Yes that is Ram, Rashmita starts slapping him, and he manage to rescue himself and hide in his tent, she enters without any hesitation and stop, she saw a sleeping man, stinking body of a dead women and a boy shivering from fear, she has lost all her senses and speak nothing, total silence because there is no way to help or to punish that child for his mistake. She take out money from her bag without counting, and put in Ram’s hand. She left and start moving towards her apartment. Sometimes silence is the best way to answer, she doesn’t know who that boy was, what has happened to his family, but hope that, that money will help that little child to survive more days. Her phone is ringing for more than 3 minutes and she picks it finally, she says that “ I am not coming, papa I have to study for my future exams” and she cuts.

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"Educated Indians"

Before I begin this topic let me ask you to think what education means in your term? Is it all about focusing and sharpening mind? Find your answers after reading this incident,

 Two days before, I have finished reading "Brida" by Paulo Celho and want some more good stuff for my hobby. I woke up early that day and manage to get myself at book shop at 9 in morning. That day was perfect all were looking neat and greeting one another, i always have a slight crush on that girl at reception but, sometime things look more perfect if you let go. I greet her and ask her to help me to find "Aleph" by Mr. Paulo again and she did as always and now i am more excited about the heap of papers in my hand than anything else. I pay its bill and greet her to have a nice day. I pull the main gate and start moving towards my bike, i am the only one with bike, others where using their car to get here. i walk some more steps and a sublime fear, storm passes through my veins. When.......

I saw intense scarlet eyes, maybe they have been weeping for more than 2 days and now seems like they are tired of being in bloodred state. He was a man, typical Indian beggar, whom we ignore at railway station, bus stand, outside hotels. I manage to move on pavement to fetch my bike, and I stopped again, because their is something wrong. He is sitting next to women, maybe her partner who was sitting in a position of touching head to thigh. I thought maybe they haven't eaten for days and if I gave some money which cost almost nothing but a pack of cigarette for anyone, so finally, I went to them and ask what had happened? Do they need something to eat? my words are not even finished now and that man began to sob. His sobbing made the women awake from her fainted state. And all hell broke loose when I saw an infant sleeping on her thighs. I ask him what do you want, he told nothing and the women in saree full of holes joined him in intonation. His partner starts, that they hadn't had eaten for past 3 days. I got to a conclusion that because she had not eaten for couple of days which results in no nutrition in her body to develop milk in herself for her infant. I stop thinking and wish the infant was alive, but it wasn't. Her mother was moaning in grief and father was numb. Is there any way to help them? Money or food is of no use to remove their grief. But I do not want to loose any other human being, it is not humble duty to feed them, it is human nature to help one another.

There were thousand of people passing through that book shop or pavement, but none of them really just once had decide to go and ask for their sorrow, How could it be possible they are buying books and most of them are regular customers and went there to fetch either books or newspaper. What education are they getting or got? Do poor people don't have right to live or love their new born baby? while I feed them with some typical Indian stuff, I was watching to beast and animals passing through the book shop, they don't deserve to be called a human being. Human beings are not like that, we want to help each other not to enjoy watching others sufferings. Education means learning, learning science, arts, humanity, socialism, justice etc. Education may come from anywhere even from a good novel. When an animal turns into a man by practicing certain rituals then it is "EDUCATION"

                       

                                                              SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

“Humanism”

(1)

We were created million years ago,

Not accidentally, not occasionally.

For a purpose to enjoy and cherish our supreme lord

He has neither physically appearance nor scientific approach

He is alive and around us in all earthy things

He is natural, He is nature. He is supreme of all.

(2)

He has the power to create,

He has the power to destroy,

He is the creator of all,

He is the destructor of all.

We live in him and die in him.

We are same and he is in all.

(3)

Neither He gives authority nor He takes pleasure,

From human species, we are under his shelter,

Neither any human god exist nor will any.

We all should praise and serve him.

(4)

We are not alone in darkness of heaven,

Many were created before us, many will create after us

All with the purpose to experience life

Almighty has no comparison, he has neither positive side nor negative

He creates man not to judge but to belive and trust in him for his gifts.

(5)

He creates all with same purpose, with same heart

Mind is very precious and should have open before dark(end of experience)

Death is not for his creators, love, kindness, hate and all feelings never dies.

He creates heaven with species fill with feelings.

(6)

The only true man who serve almighty,

Is the one who loves himself, the love for oneself bring love for others,

Loving oneself is the only prayer to thank him,

He is always with us in all our activities,

He guides us through heart, he knows language of heart.

(7)

Community of human species one by one

Understand and become aware of Almighty,

Then Earth will become a place exactly for what it is designed for,

When only one religion is praised by all when all become humanist

Then from that day humanism will be the only religion.

(8)

Words of almighty can never be express,

We have no words for infinite feelings,

Human beings were created to feel almighty,

Loving oneself and others is the gateway to feel him.

(9)

Nothing is bad nothing is good,

If someone is hurting by you,

You are doing bad deeds,

If someone is happy by you,

You are doing good deeds.

                                                            SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

Human beings are lost

Once upon a time,

There lived a strange species,

Some call them “Human beings”

They are too silly to understand,

And too lunatic,as they love each other,

They belive as they are The Universe,

Ancestors claim, they are wandering as ghost,

We are so lucky now human beings are lost.

We fight for glory and defeat and destroy,

I don’t have even words for this discreet crowd,

We think too much and feel almost nothing,

We cut and even eat those,

Who have little heart willing to palpitate ,

We don’t know how human beings get lost?

But, feel so lucky now human beings are lost .

                                        SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"HAKUNAMATATA"

The only time you need her love,

The only time she leaves you alone,

When you don't have any feelings for all,

You come to have a cup of cheers,

You might have looked at the waitress there,

She looks exactly as your previous lover,

She cue you to join her in a date,

Don't ever think to cancel this date,

Say good bye to your old memories

With a big smile and a ta-ta,

Time to live in HAKUNAMATATA.

    

                                                            SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA 

"WE NEVER SLEEP"

Another night has just begun,
We were feeling to have loved one,
Forcing our eyes to meet them in dreams,
Pretending as we are strong and mischief,
We are in love and we never sleep, we never sleep.

Somehow, if these eyes were close,
They are waiting for you at the door,
Of love, of heaven, of dreams,
Pretending as we are careless and mean
but, we are in love and we never sleep, we never sleep.

                                             SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

Earth Angel 

 I saw a little girl, who want to fly
Who sings pretty well, but little shy
Her picture subdue to all mankind,
It's time to replace Monalisa's trait(Portrait)
She might be that earth angel, earth angel.

I think she'd know me for long,
I read about her in school time,
lord has created some special kind,
Who serve and rejoice human life,
She might be that earth angel, earth angel.

                                                  SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

Get Up

Again the night has come,
That often makes you feel humdrum,
When you lose hope, you lose heart,
When you lose heart, you fall in love,
When you fall in love, you miss the chance.
So buck up, get up, show up.

Again they are pulling you back,
To those bitter memories,
When you pulled up, you lose fortune
When you lose fortune, you destroy talent,
When you destroy talent, you diminish peace.
So buck up, get up, show up.
             

                                                   SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"Ye Teri Duniya To Nai"

 Me nai janta tu hai ya nai,
 Me nai manta ye teri, inayat to nai,
 Kahi ghar, kai beghar inpar teri rehmat q nai?
 Me bus itna janta hu, ye teri duniya to nai.

 Bhook se bhik mangte wo dil,
 Tapti dhoop me, kampati dhand me, guzaarish krte hi sai
 Jine ki chaah me nikale hai ye bhi,
 Eerade inke bhi bure to nai,
 Me bus itna janta hu, ye teri duniya to nai.

                                              SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"ALL IN YOU"

Your eyes like sea , I want to be
The one who can go deep, deeply,
But, your creepy family wishing hardly,
That, I never come out the deep sea.

Your smile like autumn, makes me feel awesome,
I wish to fly kites in this lovely season,
But, your creepy family wishing hardly,
That, I to flown with wind warmly.

Your heart like God, makes me thought,
This is the perfect time for pilgrimage,
But, your creepy family wishing hardly,
That, God meet me directly at the above sea.

                                                                    SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"Mene ghar nai jana"

Aaj bahut ehum din hai,

Mere bhai ka janamdin hai,

Shoot krake aya hai,

Gaddi ki lagake laya hai,

Party ka plan banaya hai,

Beer hi sahi, par kuch to pilane laya hai,

Hangover ke bad, bole sab tata, bye bye, or ana

Bhai, ab kuch bhi ho jaye mene ghar to nai jana. :) :)

 

                                                                  SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"You where"

You where in this beautiful world,

I miss you here,

I need you here,

I want to show you my beautiful world,

But, you where in this beautiful world.

Don't look so sad,

why looking fade,

Just hold my hands and make a big smile,

You where in this beautiful world.

 

                                                                SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"Tik Tik Tok"

Waking up at 6 o'clock,
Let's get ready for my new job,
Brushing, bathing, washing all hard,
Time on the wall, that make me shock,
It's running like, tik tik tok, tik tik tok

Working till 7 o'clock,
O yeah I've to meet her now,
Bucking, stretching, wishing all hard,
Time in my hand, that make me shock,
It's running like, tik tik tok, tik tik tok.

                                                       SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"Magical Moment"

One fine morning, when things were going right.
I took a deep breath to say those few lines,
The lines which I prepare for her,
So, I could make her smile
That smile which make my life,
I collect the dare to look into her eyes,
I call her name, she came out from the tunnel
I love you, Do you love me Son.l?
                 
(Answer never come)

                                                   SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"Me ab sota nai"

Bachpan ke galiyaro me, nind ke chaubaro me,
Zinda tha shayad lekin sapna chota hi sai,
Dhadhakti resham se low ne sikhaya, q mera kuch vajood hota nai
Din se apna hissa cheen kar, ab rato me bhi me sota nai.

Age badne ki chah me, khawab bunne ki raah me,
Apne naam ki firaq me, bite pal me khota nai
Chahe me jhoota hi sai, lekin har koi SAKSHAM hota nai
Din se apna hissa cheen kr ab rato me bhi me sota nai.

                                                               SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"Where are you"

Time has stopped, whenever I thought
Moments of our old school class,
You subdue me, after a cue
I imbibe your heart and want for a few,
It is still waiting where are you?

Your glistening face ,like when thousand sun shines,
Lushing beauty which entice, that time it's all mine
We rescue, to watch a better new
I am still alive, where are you?

                                                   SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"My few little dreams"

In this world of lust and dream,

I just wanna be a guy who gleam

Spanish girls, washing my gini

Waiting outside for me and my honey,

Making a call to mama and dad

It's time for them to return from Trinidad,

Weaving some memories before all shrinks,

Ah, it's not time to worry, let's have some drink

Looking back in past after hangover

Kick that shit out dude it's all over.

Sleeping with my buddies to make this night vast,

Preparing to live as if this is my last.

                                                      SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

“My words never die”

Facts are open in the darkness of sky,

We all shine but , one day  it fright,

When nothing last forever, just let me try,

I am telling you, my words will never die.

As the whale never ends, the moon never dull

Sun has no price, so why we buy things not sky?

When, I am going to die,  just let me try

I am telling you , my words will never die .

                                                                               SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"I live to write."

I love to write, maybe I live to write .

They worry for ugly reason, but I have my own sight

I pray for them, but it’s their own fight.

I say to them, Don’t worry just write,

Coz I love to write, maybe I live to write.

Don’t lose faith, why look fade?

Ring out your old bag, and abrade,

Take your paper, and pen. Am ready to fight,

Coz I love to write maybe I live to write.

                                                                    SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

“Morn has come again”

Morn has come again,

With some known pictures of life,

Feelings in which, neither regret nor emptiness survive

Feel the spirit, of colours, they never hide.

Happiness is inkling at your door,

Time is to live broadly, and die proudly,

Are you still waiting for some more?

Feel the spirit in yourself, you’ll never get bore.

                                                                                     SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

"Phir subha ayi hai"

Phir Subhaa aayi hai,
Kuch jani pehchani tasveere layi hai,
Wo ehsaah jisme na dukh hai na tanhayi hai,
Jane kaha se , phir ye subha ayi hai.

Khushiyo ke aane ki phir aahat sunayi hai,
Khul kar jeene ki, hass kar marne ki 
Is khuda ne mujhpar ye kesi rehmat barsayi hai,
Jane kitne dino ke bad phir subha ayi hai

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

What if…..

What if, I lose my heart,

What if, I chose a new path.

What, if I never cease,

What if, I led you on lease.

What if, I marry my school sweetheart,

What if, this time, I don’t lose heart

What if, now you shine like spark,

What if, I don’t care who you are ?

What if never ends …………………

                                                               SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

" Please be mine "

Hey you, the one with lovely words,

You make a scar in my lonely heart

And, that glitter and shine

So, please be mine, please be mine.

Hey you, the one with lovely heart

Am in search of you, from my birth,

And, I got you and strive

So please be mine, please be mine.

                                                

                                                                  Saksham Shrivastava

Before I die

Let me see the beautiful sky, underneath Eiffel tower

And have a mug of café, to become a silence blower

This has to be done, but how could I?

Because there is a lot to do, before I die.

Let me see the ocean, with Caribbean Rum in my glass,

And have a bong in my hand, till 2 am pass

This has to be done, but how could I?

Because there is a lot to do, before I die.

Let me feel the holy, cities of India,

And the dishes in temple make me epicurean

This has to be done, but how could I?

Because there is a lot to do, before I die.

Let me feel the cold, of winters in Russia,

And then the cold make me suffer from aphasia

This has to be done, but how could I?

Because there is a lot to do, before I die.

                                                                                                    SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

Lost but found

When thing goes wrong, I suffer

When I ain't sleep , I glitter

All because of, this night job

I lost my sleep , and something has found.

When I ain't pray to holy god

People look me, as am a ghost,

All because of, these religious fort

I lost my fear, and something has found.

                                                                          SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA

" Please be mine "

Hey you, the one with lovely words,

You make a scar in my lonely heart

And, that glitter and shine

So, please be mine, please be mine.

Hey you, the one with lovely heart

Am in search of you, from my birth,

And, I got you and strive

So please be mine, please be mine.

                                                

                                                                  Saksham Shrivastava

"The Simple Words "

I am a boy with simple words
I have fear in my empty heart
The fear of losing the world at once
Because I've to do for everyone.

They push me , they pull me
But their is always a way
They drag me , they trap me
But I always wanted to go away.

It's not their fault they pull me back
But it's the book written on their empty track,
Let me live, by the way I am
Because am saksham (Prosperous), as I am.

SAKSHAM SHRIVASTAVA