R. P. GODBOLE
Taj by night! What a lovely sight!
See it once. It lingers long
In your mind–Vivid, Lucid, day and night.
Taj! to Externity you belong.
A Queen’s beauty, the love of a king,
Epitomized in marble white,
For the world to see, admire and sing
Praises of a love ever-bright.
But the hands that wrought this art Divine
What prompted them? Greed or Art?
Art alone. The monument itself is the sign
What else can express the pangs of Heart?
Taj acclaimed as a wonder of the world
Brings Glory to our Beloved Land.
It’s also the Flag of Honour unfurled
In tribute to the Artist-Hand.
The full moon floods with her Silvery Foam
the Taj. The Jumna ripples along.
How enchanting looks the inviting Dome?
Words can’t tell. Taj is a celestial Song.