#Indians #IndianWriters #NobelPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury
I often wonder where lie hidden the boun… Through what primal paradise in a remote… Those marks of their constant tread have… Yet suddenly in some wordless music the… It seems that the two friends meet maske…
Would you put your wreath of fresh flowe… But you must know that the one wreath th… It is too late to ask my heart in return… There was a time when my life was like a… Now it is squandered far and wide.
That I want thee, only thee——let my hea… All desires that distract me, day and ni… are false and empty to the core. As the night keeps hidden in its gloom t… even thus in the depth of my unconscious…
It was mid-day when you went away. The sun was strong in the sky. I had done my work and sat alone on my b… Fitful gusts came winnowing through the… The doves cooed tireless in the shade, a…
When the lamp went out by my bed I woke… I sat at my open window with a fresh wre… The young traveller came along the road… A pearl chain was on his neck, and the s… For very shame I could not say, “She is…
If thou speakest not I will fill my hea… I will keep still and wait like the nigh… and its head bent low with patience. The morning will surely come, the darkne… and thy voice pour down in golden stream…
When the creation was new and all the st… splendor, the gods held their assembly i… `Oh, the picture of perfection! the joy… But one cried of a sudden ——`It seems that somewhere there is a br…
Day after day he comes and goes away. Go, and give him a flower from my hair,… If he asks who was it that sent it, I e… He sits on the dust under the tree. Spread there a seat with flowers and lea…
I asked nothing, only stood at the edge… Languor was still upon the eyes of the d… The lazy smell of the damp grass hung in… Under the banyan tree you were milking t… And I was standing still.
I remember a day in my childhood I floa… It was a wet day of July; I was alone a… I floated my paper boat in the ditch. Suddenly the storm clouds thickened, win… Rills of muddy water rushed and swelled…
We both live in the same village and tha… The yellow bird sings in their tree and… Her pair of pet lambs come to graze near… If they stray into our barley field I t… The name of our village is Khanjuna, an…
Tired of waiting, you burst your bonds,… the winter had gone. Glimpses of the uns… wayside watch, and you rushed out runnin… jasmines, troops of riotous roses. You were the first to march to the breac…
To the guests that must go bid God's sp… Take to your bosom with a smile what is… To-day is the festival of phantoms that… Let your laughter be but a meaningless m… Let your life lightly dance on the edges…
Are you a mere picture, and not as true… this dust? They throb with the pulse of… immensely aloof in your stillness, paint… The day was when you walked with me, you… limbs singing of life. My world found it…
The evening was lonely for me, and I wa… heart became dry, and it seemed to me th… fashioned by the traders in words. Tired… snuffed the candle. In a moment the room… moonlight.