Every canvas hides a dream,Every poem flows like a stream.When art and words stand side by side,A universe opens wide.
A blank page waits in quiet grace,For dreams the heart wants to trace.With words and colors softly spread,A world of…
मेरा मुझ में कुछ नहीं, जो कुछ है सो तेरा।तेरा तुझकौं सौंपता, क्या लागै है मेरा॥तूँ तूँ करता तूँ भया,…
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held highWhere knowledge is freeWhere the world has not been…
If the day is done,if birds sing no more,if the wind has flagged tired,then draw the veil of darkness thick…
When the gong sounds ten in the morning and I walk to school by ourlane.Every day I meet the hawker…
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times...In life after life, in age after age, forever.My spellbound…