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Rabindranath
Tagore
All of you know Shah Jahan, the great emperor of India. The
poet says, the emperor knew that in the stream of life
everything, including life, youth and wealth would float away.
Shah Jahans only dream was to preserve his hearts pain for
ever. The harsh thunder of imperial power would fade away as
the crimson splendouer of sunset fades. But Shah Jahan
hoped that at least a single eternally heaved sigh would
remain consoling the sky. The glittering of precious stones too
fade away as the glitter of a rainbow vanished just after
making the sky bright for a few minutes. However, the white
gleaming Taj Mahal would remain as a solitary tear on the
cheek of time forever.
Similes of the
Poem
The harsh thunder of imperial power.
Would fade into sleep.
Like a sunsets crimson splendour.
Though emeralds, rubies, pearls is are all.
But as the glitter of a rainbow tricking out
empty air.
And must pass away .