#IndianWriters #NobelPrize #XIXCentury #XXCentury
He whispered, “My love, raise you… I sharply chid him, and said “Go!… He stood before me and held both m… He brought his face near my ear.… His lips touched my cheek. I tre…
She is near to my heart as the mea… sweet to me as sleep is to tired l… flowing in its fullness, like a ri… serene abandonment. My songs are o… of a stream, that sings with all i…
Come as you are; do not loiter ove… If your braided hair has loosened,… Come as you are; do not loiter ove… Come, with quick steps over the gr… If the raddle come from your feet…
This song of mine will wind its mu… This song of mine will touch your… When you are alone it will sit by… My song will be like a pair of win… It will be like the faithful star…
Over the green and yellow rice fie… The bees forget to sip their honey… None shall go back home, brothers,… We will take the blue sky by storm… Laughters fly floating in the air…
Imagine, mother, that you are to s… into strange lands. Imagine that my boat is ready at t… Now think well, mother, before you… you when I come back.
She dwelt on the hillside by the edge of a maize-field, near the spring that flows in laughing rills through the solemn shadows of ancient trees. The women came there to fill their jar...
If people came to know where my ki… into the air. The walls are of white silver and… The queen lives in a palace with s… wears a jewel that cost all the we…
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…
Take back your coins, King’s Coun… sent to the forest shrine to decoy… seen a women. I failed in your bid… Dimly day was breaking when the he… the stream, his tawny locks crowde…
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…
I ask for a moment’s indulgence to… that I have in hand I will finish… Away from the sight of thy face my… and my work becomes an endless toi… Today the summer has come at my wi…
To the guests that must go bid Go… Take to your bosom with a smile wh… To-day is the festival of phantoms… Let your laughter be but a meaning… Let your life lightly dance on the…
Ah me, why did they build my house… They moor their laden boats near m… They come and go and wander at the… I sit and watch them; my time wear… Turn them away I cannot. And thus…
The fair was on before the temple.… Brighter than all the gladness of… The shrill joy of that whistle flo… An endless throng of people came a… Greater than all the troubles of t…