HARJEET SINGH - POEMS

Harjeet Singh is an Indian English poet and short story writer.He is a worldwide published author.He earned a Master's degree in English from his district college Hoshiarpur (Punjab).And he earned a bachelor’s degree in mathematics. His father, Principal "Joginder Singh," was a keen lover of the English language and his guidelines have made Harjeet able to grasp some of the fundamentals of this language. His work has appeared in Indian, Canadian & American magazines.Readers can reach him while searching in Google “Harjeet Singh

​“Disputes of He, She, They & You Words”

In Hindi, Punjabi languages,

maybe in other languages

there are disputes of the above mentioned words.

‘He’ & ‘She’ words are used for younger

ones by elderly ones.

‘They’ word is used to show respect for a single person.

On the other hand ‘They’ word is used in plural form in the English language for many ones.

‘They’(in singular form) is used on the behalf of ‘you’ for an aged person to respect him as a third person.

On the other hand in English language ‘You’, ‘He’ & ‘She’ words are used for all and sundry.

But in English language there may be the disputes

of O man! or to call someone without Mister, Mistress, Madam, Sir.

Because there is no escape from the miseries

of life.

Besides, in English ‘He’ and ‘She’ words are used for everyone.

For Supreme Being we use capital ‘H’ everywhere

while writing in third person.

But some civilised people call everyone with

with ‘You’, ‘Aap’, & ‘Tusi’ words in Hindi and Punjabi language.

Grievances and conflicts begin when some gray-haired person is nomenclated with ‘He’ or ‘Tum’ word to downgrade him by younger one.



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All About a Breat

Man’s life has been gauged through
years, months and days
On mundane level.
As we say, his days are numbered now.
But as per spiritual rules,
Our life lessens inchmeal,
With every breath we take through nose
and emanate it outside.
So our life is predicated upon breath’s calendar.
According to an English idiom,
‘To breath one’s last’.
So saints in mystical books tell
the meditation of Providence with every breath

“Owner’s Will"

A nurseryman’s job is to plant the herbs,
And to water them with a verve.
But to adhere the blow and
upshots is the will of Owner.
Does He do that or not
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A Salute

In this narcissistic world, people sempre

salute the aurora or dayspring,

But I always doff my hat

to the sundown, gloaming.

Because every rise has a fall
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​“A creature of one thousand years”

A grieved soul bewailing the death of six
sons right after their birth.
When she gave birth to the seventh child,
She found it better to abandon the baby in the forest.
She had been only too superstitious because of the death sequence.
With dejected heart, she set out to abandon,
She opined, “she is the most unfortunate
creature on the planet”.
She held her ill luck liable for former deaths.
And handed the child over to a hermit in the jungle.
But on seeing him, hermit laughed and
declared “A creature of one thousand years,
Accept it as God’s bestowal”.
Nervously, she came back with the child.
As per the prophecy of hermit,
the child survived.
Before teenage he took “Naam Diksha”(words given for spiritual voyage) from hermit and began to practise spiritualism.
Gradually, he got otherworldly wisdom.
His spirit visited many spiritual regions
He knew the riddle of spiritual truth.
And dwelled in a temporary hut made of wheat straw.
When the sun shone radiantly
from the East side towards his hut,
Then he used a wheat straw sheet to protect
his sitting place from flaming rays,
When the sun shone from the West side,
He again changed the direction of the sheet.
In routine he used to change the location
of the sheet from time to time.
People mocked at him and uttered
You are a creature of a thousand years,
Why you devoted yourself to such cheap tasks,
“Why you believe in artificial life”.
Since your long life had been guaranteed by solitarian(hermit).
Now you should earn scads of money,
And you should situate a permanent grand abode.
But reciprocating, what is to be done with that,
Because I will not survive in perpetuum.

“A widow"

After obsequies the generality
of people would arrive back 
to their kinfolk.
But now she would stick around till 
the end with his flashbacks solus.