Born in a holy moment poet keeps interest in writing varieties of literature pieces and keeps interest in research. Being a social activist serves the society from very early teenage. He is a graduate in Pharmacy and post graduate in Business Administration. Pintu Mahakul is currently doing research in management. Not only poet looks forward for better development of human resources but also tries for establishment of peace. Author cum poet has got international recognition for his creative works and his many research articles are published in world reputed international journals. He has received award, titles and honours from various organizations. more »
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Pintu Mahakul Poems
Who Am I?
'Who am I? Why am I so shy? Why do I want to know? why do I look upon sky? From where have I come? Where have I to go? Oh dear beloved travellers in temples why do you bow? '
I Fall in Your Lap
Some feel happy some do clap, It is true mom I fall in your lap. I fall in your lap with little hope Due to past actions you cope.
While we travel in a bus in journey of night, We wait for early morning to see ray of light. Crossing far distance of hundreds of miles, With hope and pleasure a sleepy man smiles.
Hi mom, how are you? How far you there? I am so far from you now, kindly take care. I am thinking of you daily but unable to go I am so busy in lonely street of alone so.
You Are Ever Sweet
Oh dear sweet soul where do you really go? Come on soon oh dear, your face you show. You are ever sweet please come and meet, List your sweetness in timely yellow sheet.
Ever Hike in Hope
Life is a game and you are the person Decide whether to play impact reason. Compete and win, sit down or do run, Count stars in sky look at moon and sun.
The weak can never forgive for wrong. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong If we commit mistakes, we ask to forgive There is nothing wrong, Earth does give.
Dance of Love in Childhood
For us childhood is temporary and not long, Full of mystery it is full of also right wrong. Lots of love flows towards child like river, A child runs after mother and forgets never.
To be good and to do good for other Is the principle I bear with me ever, I believe in love without attachment, I believe in love without selfishness.
She is my beloved and favoured heavenly mother, She picks up my hand and awakes me to walk further, She writes my future on the green carpets of Earth, Because of her effort I feel preciousness of my birth.
I am a Fearless Soul
I am a fearless soul; I do fly in wings of mind I am a cheerful soul, I do become forever kind. All are of my known, own; I love them all ever, Although move in time cycle, forget them never.
Inside Dry Leaves
Inside dry leaves still I live with hope, I smile for a while to bring new scope. This is my style in a wonderful picture. I fall down on ground within a structure.
Eternal Wings of Love
Does not die at all love does not fall in down, Love makes lovely life soul prince crown. Eternal time cycle brings us forward brown, For play we do wear, body as costume gown.
Darkness of the Day
Let us move around at morning light, Everywhere we will find people do fight. Let us turn the page of newspaper, In many places we will find news of war.
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Who Am I?
'Who am I? Why am I so shy?
Why do I want to know? why do I look upon sky?
From where have I come? Where have I to go?
Oh dear beloved travellers in temples why do you bow? '
Who are you all? Have you ever asked?
Within the body of soil why have you masked?
Why is your drama fixed on earth?
Why do we feel pain and why do we take birth?
Who can answer? Who am I and who are you all?
Why are some dwarf and why are some tall?
Why do we gather? why do we bother?
Why do we unite and who is a stranger?
Why do we dream? Why do we hold hopes ...