Ode To Tajmahal Poem by Rijan Britanicus Acharya

You immensely reform that incantation
and each period excavates a more of you
reassuring evenly grandeur to surpass a sensation
as parallel as the sighs, the spectators grew:
amid the elements compiled in the abode
or among souls that had been craved
or through the reasoned imprint of lord
that passed in a run-on oracle, engraved;
yet all commenced impression dying, generating
spares nerve of passion in a sole word
that may enchant above all romances, known and saved
as it may extend with splendid visions-unfolding.

A magnificence of thought prevails to excite
the stress of grace folded beyond;
and you piled in finest of unused art
in abundance keep the dedications, quite
interwoven in exceptions or several fond
much enigmatic with much of older heart;
and you personify thoroughly in reflective chest
the crossing chambers and waving minarets
those pass between stretched roots of lilies,
jerks through lotuses with splashing crest;
and you rarely cast impatience on reducing breeze
impressed of variation what few differences creates.

You, a glorious ego of dying patient
his crave and ease; his existing pledge
infused a sublime chronic achieved intensely—
and the conserved intuitions of least spiritual bent
he owed, perished out all cast of weaker days
and maintained a loose sympathy
while excused infidelity marked around the lavish cage,
did reserved the sighs of harmony!
And there you dissolved caressing or intent
for a devotion he fenced for an age;
but you live in continuity of his claim,
so, staged in being invented grandeur and fame.

As you ease in divined marks of grief
consoled of the felicity mirrored from a season
the ambitiously mystified garden flourish;
the winged heralds distracts and creatures in relief
submerge around lavished turfs and upon
the abundant nectar clustering like celestial piece;
but as the moment from desired play ceases
the deforming, leaves through the sadder corner
shrilling from below the strength of elegance
and the walls softens to loose the minute phase
with burden out weighing a breast of mourner
that fluctuates the spirit of magnificence.