#Indians #IndianWriters #NobelPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury
In the night of weariness let me give myself up to sleep wit… resting my trust upon thee. Let me not force my flagging spiri… It is thou who drawest the veil of…
You came to my door in the dawn an… You came in the noon and asked for… You came in the evening with your… You seemed to me like a terror and… Now in the midnight I sit alone i…
If it is not my portion to meet th… then let me ever feel that I have… ——let me not forget for a moment, let me carry the pangs of this sor… and in my wakeful hours.
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…
11 SOME unseen fingers, like idle b… are playing upon my heart the musi… 12 ‘WHAT language is thine, O sea?’
Bless this little heart, this whit… heaven for our earth. He loves the light of the sun, he… mother’s face. He has not learned to despise the…
We both live in the same village a… The yellow bird sings in their tre… Her pair of pet lambs come to graz… If they stray into our barley fiel… The name of our village is Khanju…
Let your work be, bride. Listen,… Do you hear, he is gently shaking… See that your anklets make no loud… Let your work be, bride, the guest… No, it is not the ghostly wind, br…
“Come and hire me,” I cried, whil… Sword in hand, the King came in h… He held my hand and said, “I will… But his power counted for nought,… In the heat of the midday the hous…
The day was when I did not keep m… and entering my heart unbidden eve… unknown to me, my king, thou didst… many a fleeting moment of my life. And today when by chance I light…
In one salutation to thee, my God… let all my senses spread out and t… Like a rain—cloud of July hung low with its burden of unshed… let all my mind bend down at thy d…
Amidst the rush and roar of life,… Great Time sits enamoured at your… “Speak, speak to me, my love; spea… But your speech is shut up in ston…
In the morning I cast my net into… I dragged up from the dark abyss t… When with the day’s burden I went… I hesitated for a moment, and then… She glanced at them and said, “Wh…
Why do you speak so softly, Death… Creep upon me, watch me so stealth… This is not how a lover should beh… When evening flowers droop upon th… Stems, when cattle are brought in…
Lips’ language to lips’ ears. Two drinking each other’s heart, i… Two roving loves who have left hom… pilgrims to the confluence of lips… Two waves rise by the law of love