To India - My Native Land by Henry Louis Vivian Derozio My country! in thy day of glory past A beauteous halo circled r…

Poet, Lover, Birdwatcher by Nissim Ezekiel To force the pace and never to be still Is not the way of those who study bi…

The Soul’s Prayer by Sarojini Naidu In childhood’s pride I said to Thee: ‘O Thou, who mad’st me of Thy breath, Speak, M…

Sonnet To The Moon by Henry Louis Vivian Derozio Lonely thou wander'st through wide heaven, like one  That has some…

Indian women by Shiv K Kumar In this triple-baked continent women don’t etch angry eyebrows on mud walls. Patiently the…

Postcard from Kashmir by Agha Shahid Ali Kashmir shrinks into my mailbox, my home a neat four by six inches. I always…

Silent Steps by Rabindranath Tagore Have you not heard his silent steps? He comes, comes, ever comes. Every moment and…