In a quaint old village nestled amongst the hills, Where time moved gently, and life danced at will, There dwelled a man, a figure of repute,
By Subhash Chaudhari9 months ago in Poets
In realms of ancient poetry, a tale I now unfold, A story of devotion and love, so wondrous to behold. Come, journey with me to realms divine,
By Subhash Chaudhari10 months ago in Poets
In a field of gold, where the wild winds blow, Stands a mighty structure, spinning in a row. With graceful arms reaching for the sky,
In the land of colors, where the monsoon meets the earth, India dances with joy as raindrops give birth. From the parched, sun-baked soil to the rivers that flow,