A Dive Into Poet’s Mind


The day I started writing poetry
I stopped reading books
As after that I started reading
Many other things
Like a person, birds and animals
Sometimes I read trees,
Sometimes a lake,
Sometimes the whole nature
My games have also changed
Earlier I used to jump in the swimming pool
Now I jump into the ocean of imagination
I swim in it
And dive deep
I found precious pearls of verses and poetry
Who is a poet?
With closed eyes he sees light more shinier than the sun
With no book readings, he can write eternal songs
He has competition with none
My poetry is not a big banyan tree, but a seed
When you will read it first
It will seem as tiny as a seed
But if you keep in your heart
It will grow like a big banyan tree
I am modern but my poetry is ancient
One reader mailed me
I got stoned after reading your poems
I said be careful
Few poems are more intoxicating than marijuana
I am a lie
But my poetry is truth

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Lokendra Singh hails from holy city Ajmer. He is, an aspiring writer and a poet, a postgraduate in English Literature and a central Government employee, a spiritual seeker and an ardent reader, currently based in Lucknow. He had been in Bangalore from 2009 to 2014. He loves reading novels of Amitav Ghosh, Jhumpa Lahiri, Mahesh Dattani, Girish Karnad, and Manju Kapur and his favorite poets are Sri Aurobindo, Rabindra Nath Tagore, Swami Vivekananda, John Keats, William Wordsworth, A.K. Ramanujan, Arundhati Subramaniam, Tishani Doshi and Chandrama Deshmukh. He was inspired by poetess Arundhati Subramaniam to write a poetry. His poems and write-ups also published in several print and online publications, including websites like WWW.POEMHUNTER.COM, WWW.POETRYSOUP.COM, WWW.FORWARDPOETRY.CO.UK and magazines like Inspiration Unlimited" and "Nachiketanjali". One is the number one inspirational magazine and another is one among the top twenty spiritual magazine of India, according to speaking tree. Besides that he is having a personal blog- www.svlokendrasingh.blogspot.com and also writes blogs in speaking tree. He has done his schooling from an Arya Samaj school- Dayananda Bal Niketan Sr. Sec. School, Ajmer. His father's name is Ranveer Singh, who is a government employee in Agricultural department and his mother Prem Kanwar is a homemaker. His mother has a wonderful talent of composing devotional songs. His brother is Yogendra Singh, who is an aspiring entrepreneur, a writer, a mind trainer, a yoga practitioner and a memory guru. He also has a best selling book entitled 'Awaken The Great Potential Of Memory And Will Power' to his credit. He is a prolific writer. Her Sister Kusum Rathore presently lives in Oman. He loves his family a lot. He gets support from his family aw well for writing. He wed locked with Poonam Shekhawat on 08, May,2014. She is also a postgraduate in English Literature. She is also a blog-writer. Her Blog is- www.poonamshekhawat.blogspot.com and www.poonamdakshina.blogspot.com. She also inspires his husband to write a poetry. She also helps him in editing and rewording his poems and write-ups.
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