In the shadows of sorrow, where bombs orchestrate death,
A plea rises from the rubble, a cry that draws breath.
Dr. Ashok Kumar’s voice, from Baghpat’s sacred soil,
Echoes across borders, where humanity’s wounds coil.
Stop the fighting, a mantra whispered in pain,
A call to awaken, before the tide turns to stain.
No military solution, just a hollow claim,
When peace is the answer, and love is the aim.
Glands of war tremble, as compassion unfurls,
In every child’s scream, the future whirls.
The bombing must cease, the bloodshed subside,
For nations are brothers, on this fragile globe we ride.
From Bharat’s heartland, where ancient wisdom flows,
Comes the timeless truth, that violence breeds woes.
Dr. Ashok Kumar’s words, a poet’s heartfelt cry,
Urging leaders to pause, and let humanity fly.
Let diplomacy’s torch, illuminate the night,
Let dialogue’s river, wash away the fight.
For in the ashes of war, no victor takes pride,
Only tears and shattered dreams, where peace once resided.
Silence the guns, let the heart speak loud,
In the symphony of peace, every soul is a crowd.
Dr. Ashok Kumar’s plea, a prayer to the skies,
May reason prevail, and love be the surprise.
A Luminary of Light: Dr. Ashok Kumar
Dr. Kumar’s literary contributions include:
