Poetry In Stone Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Poetry In Stone



When I see the ancient temples of India
As the best specimens of architectural design
And sculptural beauty,
Cut out in rock design,
Chiselled and hewed out
Of the large chunks of stone
Or hills converted into,
I feel baffled to speak of the written words,
Which the petty poets pride over.

The embroidery work done in stone,
Flowers carved out of stone,
Designed and modelled,
No less than poetry,
As and when we glimpse over
Those temples of grand historical past,
Which time too fails to re-locate,
When were they
And who built them?

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