Yamuna flowed quietly behind.
Mosques on either side face
the marbled edifice of timeless grace;
Fronted by minars the proud castle
glistens in the blazing Sun!
Awe-struck eyes idly peruse
the amazing detail of design;
Patterns carved out of sparkling stones
reveal the stunning glory of artifice;
To be told this mind-bending art
is a monument to a mindless monarch
affronts the beauty in human craft.
That spurred me on to remember
Thousands of hands that wore
in selfless zeal over this future wonder!
And the birthpangs of the architect
who bore his genius in a single act
embalming the divinity in Man.
Time withers men, not their vital elan!
My thoughts rang an echo in marbled walls;
Yamuna flowed quietly behind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem