Tomb Of Tear
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Neela Nath Das
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Tear condensed here,
just dropping from a
loving heart, we know all.
The white wonder of world,
made of marble-Taj Mahal.
How deep was his grief,
or was love fathomless?
To immortalize her memory,
in time's ruthless pace,
he kept his timeless art,
beyond time, space, mortality,
to throb their loving heart?
Wonder-stuck, I stood,
and imagined Emperor
Shah Jahan, there alone,
watching the Tomb of Tear! !
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