A TRIBUTE TO - THE TAJ MAHAL
On the banks of the Yamuna river lies -
An Emperor’s lamenting heart!
His passion and love lies forever crystallized,
In the shape of the radiant Taj!
A poetry which was shaped in white marble
As his suffering heart cried and moaned,
For his beloved queen Mamtaz Mahal!
A marvelous synthesis of Persian, Turkish,
and Islamic art and texture,
All blended to create this unique piece Mogul
Its central dome is flanked by four tapering
And within the dome in a jewel-inlaid cenotaph,
Far removed from our chaotic world of threats! -
Lies in deep slumber a queen, whom the world
The Taj reveals its subtleties under varying light
Radiantly opulent by day, and with its mellowed,
fluorescent soft glow at night!
Its precious stones of rubies, sapphires and
Inlaid in cold marble stones whiter than a dove, -
Reflects the burning passion of an Emperor’s
The universal poet Tagore, had described the Taj, -
‘As a tear dropp on the cheek of time’!
A tear dropp that still glistens and shines, -
On a silent moonlit night, as you stand and behold
And in the light of day with its passing hours,
The Taj stands like a white rose, an undying
A tear dropp that has yet defied, the devouring
quick-sands of time!
A tear dropp that is still wet, a tear dropp
that has never dried! !
- Raj Nandy
29 Nov 08
(AS OF 1983 IS AN UNESCO WORLD HERITAGE SITE.
NOW ONE OF THE 7 WONDERS OF THIS WORLD!
Dedicated to my poet friend-'The Persian Nightingale', who
had sent me his condolence for the Bombay terror killings!)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem