#IndianWriters #NobelPrize
My heart, the bird of the wilderne… They are the cradle of the morning… My songs are lost in their depths. Let me but soar in that sky, in it… Let me but cleave its clouds and s…
I am like a remnant of a cloud of… uselessly roaming in the sky, O my… Thy touch has not yet melted my va… making me one with thy light, and thus I count months and years…
Strong Mercy My desires are many and my cry is… but ever didst thou save me by har… and this strong mercy has been wro… Day by day thou art making me wort…
To the guests that must go bid Go… Take to your bosom with a smile wh… To-day is the festival of phantoms… Let your laughter be but a meaning… Let your life lightly dance on the…
I shall gladly suffer the pride of… if only in some happy future I am… forest. The herd—boy who grazes his cattle… tree, and idly weaves gunja flower…
When I called you in your garden Mango blooms were rich in fragranc… Why did you remain so distant, Keep your doors so tightly fastene… Blossoms grew to ripe fruit—cluste…
11 SOME unseen fingers, like idle b… are playing upon my heart the musi… 12 ‘WHAT language is thine, O sea?’
Where the mind is without fear and… Where knowledge is free; Where the world has not been broke… domestic walls; Where words come out from the dept…
I have got my leave. Bid me farew… I bow to you all and take my depar… Here I give back the keys of my d… ——and I give up all claims to my h… I only ask for last kind words fro…
Free me from the bonds of your sweetness, my love! Nor more of th… wine of kisses. This mist of heavy incense stifles my heart.
VIII Lest I should know you too easily… You blind me with flashes of laugh… I know, I know your art; You never say the word you would.
I found a few old letters of mine carefully hidden in thy box—a few small toys for thy memory to play with. With a timorous heart thou didst try to steal these trifles from the...
O you mad, you superbly drunk! If you kick open your doors and pl… If you empty your bag in a night,… If you walk in curious paths and p… Reck not rhyme or reason;
Tell me if this is all true, my lo… tell me if it is true. When the eyes of me flash their li… dark clouds in your breast make st… Is it then true
I have made You the polar star of… existence; never again can I lose… voyage of life. Wherever I go, You are always the… shower your benefience all around…