#Indians #IndianWriters #NobelPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury
WHEN I go alone at night to my love—tr… It is my own anklets that grow loud at e… When I sit on my balcony and listen for… It is my own heart that beats wildly —I… When my love comes and sits by my side,…
My love, once upon a time your poet laun… Alas, I was not careful, and it struck… It broke up into scraps of songs and lay… All my cargo of the stories of old wars… You must make this loss good to me, my l…
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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…
When I go alone at night to my love-try… It is my own anklets that grow loud at e… When I sit on my balcony and listen for… It is my own heart that beats wildly—I… When my love comes and sits by my side,…
I know not from what distant time thou art ever coming nearer to meet me. Thy sun and stars can never keep thee hi… In many a morning and eve thy footsteps… and thy messenger has come within my hea…
You walked by the riverside path with th… Why did you swiftly turn your face and p… That gleaming look from the dark came up… It came to me like the bird of the eveni… You are hidden as a star behind the hill…
In the morning I cast my net into the s… I dragged up from the dark abyss things… When with the day’s burden I went home,… I hesitated for a moment, and then place… She glanced at them and said, “What str…
Where the mind is without fear and the h… Where knowledge is free; Where the world has not been broken up i… domestic walls; Where words come out from the depth of t…
Come as you are, tarry not over your toi… If your braiding has come loose, if the… Come as you are, tarry not over your toi… Come with quick steps over the grass. If your feet are pale with the dew, if y…
Why did he choose to come to my door, th… As I come in and out I pass by him ever… I know not if I should speak to him or… The cloudy nights in July are dark; the… He weaves his songs with fresh tunes eve…
I am restless. I am athirst for far-awa… My soul goes out in a longing to touch t… O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy… I forget, I ever forget, that I have no… I am eager and wakeful, I am a stranger…
I only said, “When in the evening the r… entangled among the beaches of that Dada… catch it?” But dada laughed at me and said, “Baby,… child I have ever known. The moon is ev…
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…
In the dusky path of a dream I went to… Her house stood at the end of a desolate… In the evening breeze her pet peacock sa… She set her lamp down by the portal and… She raised her large eyes to my face and…
I hunt for the golden stag. You may smile, my friends, but I pursue… I run across hills and dales, I wander… You come and buy in the market and go ba… I have no care in my heart; all my belon…