If the day is done,if birds sing no more,if the wind has flagged tired,then draw the veil of darkness thick…
The sleep that flits on baby's eyes-does anybody know from whereit comes? Yes, there is a rumour that it has…
The night was dark when she went away, and the slept.The night is dark now, and I call for her,…
The morning sea of silence broke into ripples of bird songs;and the flowers were all merry by the roadside;and the…
To the guests that must go bidGod's speed and brush away all tracesof their steps.Take to your bosom with a…
No, my friends, I shall never be anascetic, whatever you may say.I shall never be and ascetic if shedoes not…
An unbelieving smile flits on youreyes when I come to you to take myleave.I have done it so often that…
I was walking by the road, I do notknow why, when the noonday was pastand bamboo branches rustled in thewind.The…
Over the green and yellow rice-fieldssweep the shadows of the autumnclouds followed by the swift-chasingsun.The bees forget to sip their…
The fair was on before the temple.It had rained from the early morningand the day came to its end.Brighter than…