Tribhawan Kaul
Tribhawan Kaul was born in J & K State of India on 01-01-1946. As a bilingual published writer-poet his poems have been published in How to Prevent Rape & Molestation（2010）, Bhelpuri（2013）, Inklinks（2013）, In Our Own Words（2013）, Acerbic Anthology（2013）, Wordsmiths in Their Verse（2013）, Lamhe（2013）, Poems From Third World（2014）, Safina（2014）, Mandela Tributes（2014）, Intercontinental Anthology of Poetry for Peace（2014）as well as e-magazines besides on various poetic and social websites. He also publishes his works on qpeka.com besides on his own blog. His published works include an anthology of English poems Children of Lost Gods（2013）and three books in Hindi language viz Nane Muno Ke Rupak（1959）, Sab-Rang（2010）, Mann Ki Tarang（2012）.
e-mail:- kaultribhawan@yahoo.co.in
I blog at :- www.kaultribhawan.blogspot.in
LOVE LOVE LOVE
Love is bonding between sisters and brothers
Love is sharing by husbands and wives
Love is caring of parents & children
Love is emotional with everyone else.
Love is potion on the bed
Love is ocean and never dead
Love is in our hearts and in brain
Love is in blood and in our veins.
Love happens, can’t be created
Love is compassion, can’t be rated
Love is smile, makes us laugh
Love is deluge, can’t be hated.
Love is not showing your assets
Love is different from bloody lust
Love is not possessiveness shown
Love is what you give the best.
Love is not in your eyes
Love is not on your lips
Love is never demanding
Love which is true, never dips.
Love makes you to sacrifice
Love makes you to survive
Love can’t be gauged by language
Love makes a dead to revive.
Love knows no frontiers
Love knows no religion
Love has no caste
Love has no region.
Love is passion, love is respect
Love is forgiveness, love is peace
Love is power, love is faith
Love is prayer, love if true never cease.
Love makes you feel wanted
Love makes you get mated
Love makes you feel seduced
Love never makes you subdued.
Love is everlasting relationship
not infatuation
Love is everything
but punctuation.
Love is not give and take
Love is what you do for other’s sake
Love makes you feel stronger
Love is God makes you live longer.
Love is inferno, experience its pangs
Love is jealous within the gangs
Love is life, smooth but coy
Love is rain, indulge and enjoy.
Love is grace, blessing our progeny
Love is exhilarating, ending our agony
Love makes us positive, negating the negatives
Love is symphony bringing the harmony.
The concept of love can never be defined
It is so vast and too refined
Love is eternal and never dies
Love makes human sane and wise.
L’AMOUR, L’AMOUR, L’AMOUR
L'amour est le lien entre frères et sœurs,
L'amour est le partage entre mari et épouse,
L’amour est le soin porté aux parents et aux enfants,
L'amour est une émotion avec toute autre personne.
L'amour est un philtre au lit.
L'amour est un océan qui jamais ne meurt,
L'amour est dans notre cœur et notre esprit,
L'amour est dans notre sang et nos veines.
L’amour arrive tout seul, il ne peut être créé,
L'amour est compassion, il ne peut être évalué,
L'amour est sourire, il nous fait rire,
L'amour est déluge, on ne peut le haïr.
L'amour n’exhibe pas nos richesses,
L'amour est différent de la perverse convoitise,
L'amour n’est pas possession de l’autre,
L'amour est ce que nous donnons de mieux.
L'amour n’est pas dans nos yeux,
L'amour n’est pas sur nos lèvres,
L'amour n’est jamais exigeant,
L’amour vrai jamais ne se perd.
L'amour nous fait nous sacrifier,
L'amour nous fait survivre,
L'amour ne peut être dit avec des mots,
L'amour rend la vie à un mort.
L'amour ne connaît pas de frontières,
L'amour ne connaît pas de religion,
L'amour n'a pas de caste,
L'amour n'a pas de pays.
L'amour est passion, l'amour est respect,
L'amour est pardon, l'amour est paix,
L'amour est pouvoir, l'amour est foi,
L'amour est prière, l'amour vrai ne meurt jamais.
L'amour nous fait nous sentir désiré,
L'amour nous fait vivre l’un avec l’autre,
L'amour nous fait nous sentir séduit,
L'amour n’est jamais soumission.
L'amour est une relation éternelle,
Pas de l'engouement.
L'amour est un tout,
Pas de points de détail.
L'amour n’est pas un je donne, je prends,
L'amour est ce que nous faisons par amour pour l'autre,
L'amour nous fait nous sentir plus fort,
L'amour est un Dieu qui nous fait vivre plus longtemps.
L'amour est enfer, expérience douloureuse,
L'amour est jaloux au sein des groupes,
L'amour est vie, calme et chose farouche,
L'amour est pluie, indulgence et joie.
L'amour est grâce, bénédiction sur nos descendants,
L'amour est exaltation, il met fin à nos affres,
L'amour nous rend positif, il nous fait rejeter le négatif,
L'amour est symphonie faite de pure harmonie.
Le concept de l'amour est indéfinissable,
Il est trop vaste, trop subtil et raffiné,
L'amour est éternel et ne meurt jamais,
L'amour rend l’être humain saint et sage.
Kaul Tribhawan
Translated into French by Athanase Vantchev de Thracy
Poet – Paris – France
A Big Question
Love
bears progeny carrying blood
colour red, only red
without any religion and caste to tow
till initiation.
A life takes shape,
living becomes mandatory
measuring up not to the reality
water starts flowing down the veins
filth fills the brain
actions contrary to religious beliefs
take centre stage
inhuman behaviour with hatred
shatter the peace
bloodsuckers having a ball,
“should there be religions at all ?”
A question raised by sufferings.
Oh! Why a Gandhi, King, Mandela
too take birth in this world insane
facing ups-downs and challenges
living through neither hell nor heaven
proving time and again
‘live and let live’
motto, what the God ordained.
Why are they far and few between ?
Soul searching by peace
Standing before the mirror gazing self
twin one croons,
“history of wars, fights, skirmishes
have already taken toll of you
terrorism of every dimension
now becoming sin number eight
what is to expect now from you ?”
It questions simple and straight.
“Sometimes you are scarred
Sometimes you are battered
Sometimes you are crossed
Sometimes you are martyred.
So
“Are you dead ?
Nay, I dread
you are not yet,”
whispers my mirrored friend.
“eighth sin has no place
war has no grace
let more sunshine be there
for everyone and everywhere
undoing mean human mentality
let darkness not prevail
blinding us till eternity.”
“Rise, rise, rise once again
show your prowess
hold tightly drooping reins
peace, humility and harmony breeds
great civilizations
don’t dump into dustbins
God’s own beautiful creations.”
“Alias love, compassion and brotherhood
you can’t be dead
wake up and change the mindset
for the sake of entire humanity
make violence to shed violence
apartheid to shed bias
states to terminate conflicting ways
with false vanity
and embrace you
with heart and soul
global peace be only your goal.”
Could withstand no more
allowed it to merge in mine
my conscience ready to take on
all the violent ways head on
for peace and harmony.
The Martyr
Lotus blooms only in mud
bleeding wounds do give solace
colour, caste, religion matter not
flag of pride and ownership do.
Nectar and poison drawn
from churning a rouge entity,
for everyone to reap
gruff of a lion is enough for sheep
yet clever is fox in numerous garbs.
Poison of hatred everywhere
drink like Neelkantha*,spare the nectar
for those, who need it the most
heaven is hidden somewhere there
raise the bar there is nothing to fear
your body may be consigned to flames
But not YOU, never ever.
*Hindu religious scriptures (mainly Shiv Puran) say that during the great churning of sea by Gods and
Demons, nectar and poison both were produced. None was prepared to consume poison (Halahal) but that
had to be consumed otherwise that would have made entire sea poisonous. So Lord Shiva took the poison for
the benefit of all but did not swallow it and kept it in his throat making his entire neck bluish. The Lord since
then came to be known as ‘Neel Kantha‘ (having blue coloured throat) also.
A martyr is also like Lord Shiva who gulps down/ embraces the poison of Martyrdom so that people of
his/her land of his/her country remain safe. Enemy country is like a sheep which dares not take on direct
confrontation but send terrorists who come in various disguises. These terrorists sometimes succeed in their
misadventures succeeding in killing brave soldiers fighting for their motherland.
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