#IndianWriters #NobelPrize
I only said, “When in the evening… entangled among the beaches of tha… catch it?” But dada laughed at me and said, “… child I have ever known. The moon…
Have you not heard his silent step… He comes, comes, ever comes. Every moment and every age, every day and every night he comes… Many a song have I sung in many a…
Thou who art the innermost Spirit… art thou pleased, Lord of my Life… For I give to thee my cup filled… the pain and delight that the crus… grapes of my heart had surrendered…
If baby only wanted to, he could f… It is not for nothing that he does… He loves to rest his head on mothe… bear to lose sight of her. Baby know all manner of wise words…
She dwelt here by the pool with it… an evening she had watched the moo… bamboo leaves, and on many a rainy… had come to her over the young sho… Her pet name is known here among t…
Whey are those tears in your eyes,… How horrid of them to be always sc… You have stained your fingers and… is that why they call you dirty? O, fie! Would they dare to call t…
31 THE trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dum… 32 HIS own mornings are new surprise…
By all means they try to hold me s… But it is otherwise with thy love… and thou keepest me free. Lest I forget them they never ven… But day passes by after day and th…
With a glance of your eyes you cou… But for their praises you have no… You could humble at your feet the… But it is your loved ones, unknown… The perfection of your arms would…
It was mid-day when you went away. The sun was strong in the sky. I had done my work and sat alone o… Fitful gusts came winnowing throug… The doves cooed tireless in the sh…
I wish I could take a quiet corne… own world. I know it has stars that talk to h… down to his face to amuse him with… Those who make believe to be dumb,…
21 THEY throw their shadows before… who carry their lantern on their b… 22 THAT I exist
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…
At midnight the would-be ascetic a… “This is the time to give up my ho… God whispered, “I,” but the ears… With a baby asleep at her breast l… The man said, “Who are ye that ha…
Though the evening comes with slow… Though your companions have gone t… Though fear broods in the dark and… Yet, bird, O my bird, listen to m… That is not the gloom of the leave…