Gitanjali 45

by Rabindranath Tagore Have you not heard his silent steps?He comes, comes, ever comes.Every moment and every age, every day and every night he comes, comes, ever comes.Many a song […]

Life

by PURUSHOTTAM LAL Is a flower of five petals.Love’s the firstWhere a lusting bee settles,quenching thirst. Faith is the second.A drooping treasurewhen reckonedin fastidious measure. Hope’s a third.Brooding breastWhere a […]