I burn the lamp of fire
In the old skull of time
With the light of new civilization
I write the chapters divine.
...
In a land covered with blooming flowers,
I was born in the past as grass.
I heard that time also,
The sound of your flute made of brass.
...
To Dissolve in You
I wish to hold you not with arms,
but with the gravity of silence—
...
You may ask me
to know you completely.
To name you.
To hold you.
...
Let no man gild the cannon's mouth with praise,
Nor call the smoke of ruin noble breath;
For war is but the art of ending days,
A patient architect in league with death.
...
Harish Yadav is a poet and writer He has authored several books, including 'Yugdristha, ' which is a collection of Hindi poems, 'Garden of Bliss, ' which is a collection of his poetry; and 'Kham-e-Misga, ' which is a collection of his Urdu Shayari. His book 'I' has the record of the smallest title book in the India Book of Records.)
I Can
I burn the lamp of fire
In the old skull of time
With the light of new civilization
I write the chapters divine.
Again and again I write my name
On the forehead of time
And sing new songs
In the laps of flame and shine.
I broke the rocks of traditions
With the hammer of new thoughts
I change the way of storm
With the words i brought.
And i can change the era of world
Not only the human on earth
I can change the universe
I can replace the mountains
I can pull the earth
I can change the history
I can make the heaven.