The Taj Mahal Poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
The Taj Mahal
Rating: ★5.0
Clad in white cloak from top to bottom,
A picture of beauty and elegance,
But thou art the abode
Of the dead people.
To me,
Thou art nothing but a shroud of
Their wisdom.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems By Mohammad Akmal Nazir
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
9/20/2024 9:29:56 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow! Great and unique thought regarding the Tajmahel. Of course, people such like us think not less than a white shroud of marbles.