H C Singh

To My Love

If you were not there

I might have been nowhere

I loved you a lot

But lost you at last

For no fault of mine

I consider it an act divine

We loved without lust

We didn’t grumble about it much

We learned

How love rises ambition

How loves teaches submission

How love ennobles

How divine light kindles.

Had you not come in my life

I would have been half dead

I would have been half alive

I would have no courage

I would have no face for this life

I wouldn’t have known how to accept defeat

I wouldn’t have known how to accept beatings

Yet keep my head high

Yet strive, in storms of misfortune

Yet live to remain alive

For all the failure that came in my way

I felt the destination is far away

I felt the destination is far away

Love taught me sacrifice

Not possession at any price

Not possession at any price.

April 29, 2012 Posted by | Uncategorized | , | 1 Comment

Guru Nanak – The True Apostle

If you need a Guru to guide you through
He should be like Nanak Guru
Who used to mind buffaloes in childhood
Worked as honest retailer during his boyhood
Thereafter he walked thousands of miles
With Bala and Mardana on both sides
To preach oneness of God
He walked upto Kashi, Tibet and Mecca
When Babar invaded Hindustan,
Killing and torturing all who did not embrace Islam
Even saints like Baba Nanak were not spared
Guru Nanak too was imprisoned
He complained to the God
The protecter of all
Why the almighty allowed Babar to torture us all
Put children and their mother to sword
Who dishonoured and enslaved thousands of women
Sent many to Gazni for auction
Though Baba despised Babar
For acting as Barbarian
He considered Hindus and Muslims alike
Those who did good deeds were divine

Thus
Guru Nanak was worshiped by all as a saint
As he had seen the light divine
He would not say his word of God
Instead Nanak called himself servant of God—-
Nanak Das or Nanak Gharib
Not wearing silk clothes that sparkle

To such a Guru ‘Chan’ bows with humility
Applies on his forehead sacred dust of his feet
So as to try to lead life of piety

January 13, 2012 Posted by | Poems, Sikhism | , , , , | Leave a comment

Genocide Of Sikhs and Forgiveness

Genocide of Sikhs was allowed after Indira’s murder
When thousands of Sikhs were tortured to death
Atrocities on Sikhs went on for years
But not a single criminal was punished
Though commission after commission investigated
Yet time has come to forgive and forget
As valiant Sikhs do forgive and forget
By recalling: the suffering and torture of Guru Arjun
Remember how Guru Teg Bahadur was martyred
On order of Aurangzeb
How cruelly two young sons of Guru Gobind Singh
Were bricked alive
Yet valiant Sikhs have to forget
Attack on Golden Temple and genocide of Sikhs
Just as they have forgotten
Partition riots of 1947
In 47 lakhs of Sikhs perished
In 84 tens of thousand perished
But tragedy is that in 47 Sikhs were victims
Of British conspiracy instigating Muslims
But in 84 they were killed
By their own army in their own land

August 28, 2009 Posted by | Indian History, Poems, Sikhism | , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment