O P Bhatnagar is just about the most leading voices of Indian English poetry whose collections Thought Poems (1976), Feeling Fossils (1977), Angels of Retreat (undated), The Audible Landscape, Oneric Visions, Shadows in Floodlight (1984) and Cooling Flames of Darkness (2001) bespeak of political consciousness with the poet. As it is clear fact that Indian English poetry will never stay away in the socio-political atmosphere of India and poets that do not write within single formula but instead start a dialogue between ‘man and man’ so Bhatnagar too works with a amount of issues of our own society and politics. Dr. A.N. Dwivedi comments:

“Bhatnagar’s poetry comprehends a terrific variety of themes which directly pinpoint the long ness of his experience plus the solemnity of his involvement within the affairs of life.” (CIE217)

Bhatnagar’s tackling of political theme is a bit more firm and greater than any other Indian English poet for she has touched most of the aspects of political scenario. Dr.V.K.Singh observes:
“We see in Bhatnagar a frank analysis on the facts of recent life. Bhatnagar descants upon myriad areas of political life as existing currently. No salient feature escapes his keenly discerning eye. Bhatnagar rips open the bosom of varied political riddles. He mirrors before us what’s what of political problems.” (152)

Themes like election, bribery, corruption, criminalization of politics, rampant bribery on the list of leaders degrading character of national leaders, division of society by communalism, castism, linguism, and regionalism etc along with the utter decrease in values in politics are touched from the poet inside a remarkably sensitive and superbly sarcastic way which can be still not being surpassed by any poet of Indian English Poetry. His assertion that ‘Indian Poetry in English must be Indian’ can not be overlooked as we aspire to promote Indian Literature. Merely copying and handling the English and English Literature is insufficient because Indian sensibility isn’t suffering while using penury of thoughts, emotions and sensibility and also, since it has its own foundation vitality and voice of potentiality. Dr. R.C. Sharma is appropriate when he admits that:

“The reason Bhatnagar advocates making Indian Poetry in English is beset with conflicts and concerns; these conflicts and concerns are simply Indian. Bhatnagar is conscious with the milieu when the Indian poet in English lives as well as in the duty that your Indian poet in English should perform.”(79)

O.P.Bhatnagar has dealt with numerous themes like social consciousness, political awareness, love, nature, philosophy and Indianness. According to Dr. A. N. Dwivedi:

Bhatnagar’s poetry comprehends an incredible variety of themes, which directly pinpoint the largeness of his experienceand the solemnityof his involvement from the affairs of his life. (CIE,217)

In in this way Bhatnagar understands the tempo and temperature of his times and accordingly orchestrates his poetry. Bhatnagar’s handling the theme of politics is myriad and real. The various social points that agitate the conscience of human are the subjects of his poetry and hubby tries to throw a large amount of light on these. S.C.Bose observes:

“The poetry of O.P.Bhatnagar containing indeed many dimensions can also be significant as poetry of political consciousness.” (V. V., 29)

The frank analysis from the fact of latest life, and also the picturesque delineation make his poetry vibrant and appealing. According to Bhatnagar:

“Most with the vital areas with the life today are governed because of the quality of political life and atmosphere are creating and living. Politics today has replaced our religious mode of life. We are fast-becoming concerned with a sort of nationalism which will define our role and responsibilities within the making with the destiny of the Nation from now on.” (RC, ‘Introduction’, 8)

According to Bhatnagar:

Indian poetry in English should primarily concern to social and political life on the people of India plus it, ‘must democratize its concerns and relations to society and produce it an origin of shared expectations…it requires to throw light for the degeneration and corruption corroding identities. It must speak from the total lose of moral values, the gloom plus the frustrations pervading the National scene.” (RC, ‘Introduction’9)

Poetry for Bhatnagar can be a constant search as well as to symbolize for the better socio-political life .to him, it can be ‘a nervous craft shaped and reshaped by constant practice-refined and retouched by way from the vision. Like life itself, it can be the work of the gardener who after removing all weeds cultivates it to final growth and flowering. As such there isn’t a influence from a particular psychology on his poetry. It is entirely his own- a private experiment inspired by surroundings, ages, times and more importantly by human predicament.

The first assortment of Bhatnagar Thought Poems (1976) has great deal of poems of political consciousness. The poems abundant in thought content lack in emotion like this of romantic poets even so the first poem on the collection realizes this the process of poetic creation. Bhatnagar writes:

“Poetry’s meaning
Like a deity in enshrined
Words upon words, the edifice build.” (T.P, 5)

Bhatnagar throws ample light about the question concerning God who can not be resolved outside in going across the temple through the worshipper. God can be a meaning and deity enshrined in words of poem, the artist alone can expound and seek Him out:

“We might have to go round and throughout the temple
Yet do not be around God.
We might have to go round and rand an idea
Yet not be around a perception.” (ibid. 5)

In certainly one of his poems, he predicts the near future as gloomy as being the present:

“The future looks faded
Like the blossoms of cacti after dawn
The saints from bars, brothels and night clubs
Tasting of casinos and underworld
Turn morals, values and virtues to ice-cream
Licked by fun loving childness in cones.” (T.P, 10)

In the poem ‘The new Scale’ Bhatnagar efforts to strike balance between one man’s meat is an additional man’s poison. The poet finds the dictum worn out from the modern context ‘a basic and honest man measures life in value spoons as they finds dishonesty for being the meanest means of life’. The stark reality of life is visible as:

“A simple, honest man
In a broken down mode
May still himself find
Measuring life in value spoons
Bribery, corruption and forgery

For him, a bitter poison be.” (T.P., 12)

Bhatnagar needs to opine the one’s who amass wealth would be the little nervous about the interest because of their fellow beings, nor will they feel any immorality in acting quite up against the code of conduct. In another poem ‘A Woe of Wonder’, Bhatnagar expresses our sentiments and helpless attitude. The poet regrets the diversity, disintegration the country possesses today. The emphasis on the poet are few things but Nationality, one sentiment the other attitude. This idea is penned through the poet as:

“Our is really a multiheaded country
Looking in no particular direction
Trimurti is a brand inclusive vision
From here to eternity risen
Telling the tale of our own frivolity.” (T.P., 14)

Similarly inside poem ‘The Bonds of Country Care’ the poet comments around the loyalty and patriotism of such Indians who had been amassing vanity, wealth and arrogance by their services on the countries this agreement they have immigrated. These so named loyal citizens and tireless patriots visit India for own cause:

“Loyal citizens satisfied with patriots
Never ignore the care with their country
And fly back from time for you to time
Either to pick a bride just like a prince
Or buy of ones country a jewel of any land
Placing their kingdom inside a safety of bands
Sealed using the loyal assurance that has a wink
That while they don’t remain in this country
It sure is assigned to their empire.” (T. P., 15)

The second collection Feeling Fossils in addition has some poems of political interest. Bhatnagar despite treating the politics inside an indirect manner hardly ceases to pin point very uncommon phenomena that somehow remain hidden from your eye of even whoever has specialized inside game of politics. ‘Crossing The Bar’ is realistic poem that lashes within the modern politicians. His comment for the modern politicians may be valued at quoting:

“Morals as dense
As thick forests
Let no light in;
The game is weird
Hunting loyalties
For romance.” (F.F, 16)

Another notable poem ‘The No Man’s Land’ expresses the concept freedom has taken no racial change inside the life in the people who will be still living the dark dungeon of poverty, illiteracy and justice. The movement of liberation was raised because of the masses but only few privileged men came to control. And when the efforts and sacrifices with the masses resulted success those privileged few captured thrown with the country and continued ruling within the nation in the garb of democracy. So the poet feels right:

“Before the British came
The land had not been ours:
After they left,
It had not been ours too
The land belongs
To people who rule;
The others merely inherit
The no man’s land.” (F.F., 19)

The third collection Angles of Retreat has several thought provoking poems the place that the poet explores this is of time out of the box evaluated on the events emerging from your cave of materialism wedded to hypocrisy. The tone with the poet in this particular collection is satiric and ironical. In the poem ‘History is A Sorry go round’ the poet needs to propound how the historians often overlook the importance from the people as a whole and they often magnify the deeds of an few privileged men. The political sycophants haven’t any other technique of reaching all pages of History. The historians feel that their labor in recording titles and tortures serve the explanation for National unity and security and they also are helped by political sycophants:

“Political sycophants are their aides
On whose beguiling predictions
They fire eat and perform
The Japanese fire-walk shows
To dazzle the already dazed.” (A.R, 40)

However political leaders and sycophants forget which the tyrants and blood suckers need to face a fall:

“Too much suppression and a lot of politicking
Ferments its very own defeat
Forcing the masses to forge
In the smithy with their conscience
The invisible weapons in their conscience
The invisible weapons of the fall
Crowning shame for the foreheads of tyrants
And nailing bitter truths
On the crossroads times.” (A.R.41)

‘Beggars can Be Choosers’ is often a remarkable poem the location where the poet extends his sympathy with the poor, homeless deceased and propounds that begging will not be an evil as the ones that are harbored by shallow careerists, dare devil smugglers and cheating blackmarketeers. The beggars are away on the ailment of tension, alienation and decrease in identity plus the poet concludes:

“All my humanitarian approach
Seemed a snarl to me
And my reformist fervor a celluloid zeal
Little realizing that beggars is also choosers
And little less apprehending
The way you can misread one another
To keep our irrational forms going
That in endless deceit
End the shapes of our own destiny.” (A.R, 43)

Similarly, in another poem ‘Thoughts on A Election Day’ is an additional poem of political consciousness the place that the poet ridicules and paints an incredibly vivid and realistic picture of ignorant voters and literate officials as follows:

“The ignorant voters of their routine
Queue up day-dreaming
And within a passion of an second
Get rid with their oscitant indecision
Stamping symbols males.
With a small number of literates
Sealing illiterate favours in steel boxes
And recording the proud area of poll
A quite reigns in the polling booths
Like mourners retired off their obsequies.” (A.R., 46)

The wish for new political miracles after such democratic phenomena in every single five year is finely portrayed with the poet who needs to say that Democracy is nothing nevertheless the ugly face oppression and injustice.

The fourth number of verse Oneric Visions indirectly muses above the themes of politics wherein several fragments linked to political consciousness are scattered inside volume. For example within the poem ‘If One Starts Asking Questions like Hamlet’ the poet provides a reference to politics:

“The fanatic erect marbles statues
Of their transient heroes
On the evanescent route of times-
Some whispering revolution
Others proclaiming peace-
Leaving the regular man
To elbow sun with sun-shades.” (O.V. 25)

In ‘Who is Afraid of Fear’ the poet’s idea regarding the magnitude of evils that tell in regards to the nature of politics is expressed through the poet:

“Up rise the ghost of smugglers
Hoarders, hooligans and holy-idlers
In a saucy denial in their treason
And evoke the deformed apparitions
Of the men who wanted to rule
Or the guy who just couldn’t be men
And being a Shikhandi shielded
The shadow of sin

Branding sun complain of gout
Bent having an aging dream
Wiping morals like beauty
Scrapped by actors with cold cream.” (O.V., 35)

The Gandhian thought of non-violence can be quite well expressed inside the poem ‘Non-Niolence and Violence’. Like Gandhi, Bhatnagar feels that even non-violence have their own limits:

“If one strikes you once
I invite him to make it happen again:
If one will be taking off your shirt
Offer him to clear out whatever remains.” (O.V., 35)

But it just isn’t practically non-violence but a dearth of wisdom rather the poet suggests:

“With ideals folded like umbrella
One may keep them for just a rainy day
And enjoy violence for fun
But the wrinkled dialectic of violence
Is a tad too monotonous
Putting the ikebana of horror
Unrelieved and unpossessed
Of for good business of humour
Worth the while.” (O.V., 43)

The collection Shadows in Floodlight has several poems of depth and observation the place that the poet becomes philosophical in addition to analytical. In the poem ‘Of Poverty, Revolutions and Dreams’ the poet upholds rightly:

We cannot value poetry than its contents
Like vice greater than its purity
And frustrations behave a wfore:
For poetry in itself can be a revolution
Undreamt of in dreamt undreams.” (S.F., 17)

But in another poem ‘The Living Scene’ the poet is definitely the picture of recent India saying:

“The living scene within my country
Is worth only for that granite eyes
Insensitive and resilient
For our visions to unfold.” (SF,20)

And he adds:

“it’s a scene where utopia and epic
Are merging in to a palpable chaos
Adventure overrunning freedom
Gangsterism whipping justice,
Politics keeping dignity captive
Inaction to stop thought.” (ibid)

The sixth collection The Audible Landscape has ample poems relevant to political consciousness where the poet vocalizes and reflects the actual scenario on the Nation as well as its people. For example, the initial poem reflects the slavish mentality with the people whorrrre ready to suffer without setting up a sigh. The Nation has grown to be coward along with the malady is beyond all treatment. The poet says:

“The self enslaving slaves are ruled
By glad ghosts.” (AL, 9)

And he adds:

“When slavery is loved being a rhetoric to survive
Rendering both Cervants and Dostoyevsky futile
Conceits of cowards need no therapist
Nor freedom a Marx or maybe a Gandhi to recover.”(p.9)
He mirrors our predicament saying:
“A prisoner is much more free than those
Who don’t have any freedom extending its love to dream.” (ibid)

Almost the exact same tone is continued inside next poem ‘The Walls of Prison house Remain’. Bhatnagar writes:

“We’ve broken the chains of slavery
The walls of prisonhouse remain.” (AL, 10)

The following extract through the poem mirrors the plight with the Indians:

“Our despair is just not because
There is less revolution
But little change.”(ibid)
Or:
“Even now we look for leaders to follow
God to deliver us his grace:
We’re frightened of speaking the truth
And resisting whatever is unjust
Foul and corrupt in your bones.”(ibid)
What a fun they have that we took phrases for reality forgetting all resistance and protest. Bhatnagar says:
“Long caged in slavery
We’ve become like circus lions
Incapable of freedom in emotions
Became each of our prisonwalls.” (.A.L. p.11)

The third poem inside volume ‘Can Facts Be Destroyed By Ideas, highlights the certainty which can’t be destroyed by ideas the what are known as cat politics cannot play the experience of hide and seek for any long time. The poet writes:

“Yesterday these people were the desires tomorrow
Today they are definitely the memories of past-
Villages to switch heaven:

The unsheltered resting in villas:
Morals for being as firm as mountains:
With he hungry feeding with the Taj-
All this really is history now of politics
That enrich country with poverty such long.” (AL, 12)

The poet concludes saying:

“Even poets at the moment are weary of dreams
Readt like Caligula to depart
Let struggle revive to produce up for that loss
In art turn material hostile to art.”(ibid)

In this collection you will discover number of poems like ‘Still Questions’, ‘The New Morality’, ‘The Second Coming’, ‘On Seeing Rashtrapati Bhavan’, ‘Displacement More Spacious’, ‘That Space’ and ‘The Second Conversion’ the location where the poet indicates the foils and foibles of our own character and is definitely the snapshot from the suffering humanity and reveling a naked of contemporary life Bhatnagar efforts to reform the existing scenario and motivates us to combat against injustice and humiliation.
The last collection Cooling Flames of Darkness (2001) has also numerous poems of political interest when the poem ‘The Janus Faced Politician’ is remarkable. The poet starts saying:

“Who says you will need yellow sweat and suffering
To be a leader these fruitful days!
It’s now faience with all of imperfections
To charm the innocent unequals
With more charming handicaps
Way laying day-dreams by faldage
With deceptive drawings of fain hopes.( CFD, 17)

The farcical face of Indian politics as well as the imposters called politicians are sketched through the poet so well. Bhatnagar urges us:

“So, watch a hardcore bandit
A seasoned-green kidnapper
A smart murderer: a high-fi smuggler
A high moving scamster
Talk glib on television
Or dictate his undercover turns
To the twice beleaguered people
Voting him to power with little choice
Democracy forcing its strategy to a farce. (CFD, 18)

The poem ‘Ravaged Children of The Civilized Times’ shows most of the outer conflicts from the world the location where the people with the modern times tend to be indulged in cancerous violence, sins and crimes rather being ‘from the line from the best selling fiction:/ media blow-up on sight on internet’. Politicians resemble Cassius and Shakuni who’re fixing distant designs of personal power-park and therefore are ‘perambulating their nebulous dreams.’ According to him, politicians can never let the world alternation in its earlier glory. He says:

“We’re ravaged of civilized times-
Our limping spirits have their own own vexed truth:

Philosophers, physiologists or politicians aside
All fires end- find their glory in ashes:
And waters emptying themselves out
Through each of the mountain gashes. And
Howsoever much innocence may stand the test
By fire and water:
Violence won’t ever lost its radiance
The woes of innocence their cold surrender.
May function as return on the tenderness of heart
Lies through bestiality, faxed all within the world
The text in the authenticity unchanged.” (CFD,14)

Likewise, in ‘The Primitives of The Age’, the poet imagines greater ghasty mishappenings as well as the overgrowth with the ghost of dirty politics:

“Come one, come all
Come hyenas or wolves
The inlaid roots will force
Their trampled capability to fresh shoots
And survive the grizzly undergrowth
In a whole new grace in their old salons
Tesing the civilized into their

Much biting teeth.” (CFD,16)

In ‘Looking At My Solitude’ the poet attempts to unburden himself through the agonies of your energy but finds solace nowhere and says:

“For the agony of it
Philosophy, music or poetry
May only half-persuade the fine taste
To savour the flavors of solitude
In good taste and trust:
For, the bitter at best can turn
Only less bitten not sweeter still.” (CFD, 36)

Thus, from your above narration it really is revealed that Bhatnagar’s poetry costs nothing from each of the movements of Rightist or Leftist nor it’s got any relation with any particular widely accepted idea or ideology rather with a depiction of reality crystal-clearly and narration of truth in pictorial and vividly. The Religion of Bhatnagar’s poetry is love and peace. His poetic creed is basically human and kind. He seems being a true advocate of simplicity when he states:

“Poetry at its best can be a clear along with a simplified version on the complex along with the confused for there are few things more transcidental after dark creative simplicity of poetry. Poetry wins not by its snobbishness but by its simplicity. Simple poetry could be the poetry of togetherness. If more Indian folks are to read poetry in English then it requires to get common and accessible and related on the living human concerns from the times than mere to words, animals, damsels and sex.” (FD, 122)

Therefore, we are able to say that Bhatnagar has treated the politics as metaphor in their poetry and the poetry has built itself since the clarion call of awakening from the present milieu of political darkness.