#IndianWriters #NobelPrize
They clamour and fight, they doubt… to their wrangling. Let your life come amongst them li… child, unflickering and pure, and… They are cruel in their greed and…
I love you, beloved. Forgive me… Like a bird losing its way I am c… When my heart was shaken it lost i… If you cannot love me, beloved, fo… Do not look askance at me from afa…
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…
Traveller, must you go? The night is still and the darknes… The lamps are bright in our balcon… Is the time for your parting come? Traveller, must you go?
Your days will be full of cares, i… My house by the cross—roads has it… absent, —for I sing. I shall never be made to answer fo… your heart. If I pledge my word t…
She who ever had remained in the d… in the twilight of gleams and of g… she who never opened her veils in… will be my last gift to thee, my G… Words have wooed yet failed to win…
You are the evening cloud floating… I paint you and fashion you ever w… You are my own, my own, Dweller i… Your feet are rosy-red with the gl… Your lips are bitter-sweet with th…
Hands cling to hands and eyes ling… It is the moonlit night of March;… This love between you and me is si… Your veil of the saffron colour ma… The jasmine wreath that you wove m…
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…
The assembly is over and my servants are all gone. Why do you come at this late hour? When you have finished with others, that is my time. I come to ask what remains for your last serva...
On the day when the lotus bloomed,… and I knew it not. My basket was… Only now and again a sadness fell… dream and felt a sweet trace of a… That vague sweetness made my heart…
Mother, your baby is silly! She i… She does not know the difference b… streets and the stars. When we play at eating with pebble… food, and tries to put them into h…
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…
The day is not yet done, the fair… I had feared that my time had been… But no, my brother, I have still… The selling and buying are over. All the dues on both sides have be…
Music is silenced, the dark descen… Has stripped unending skies of all… Weariness grips your limbs and wit… Dumbly ring the bells of hugely ga… Still, O bird, O sightless bird,