Immortal Eve – IV (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
1Her eyes were not of amethyst,Her teeth were not of pearl.Human all over, laughing, crying,Shrewd, simple, just a girl!Cheerful at ...
Manmohan Ghose Poems on Love (25 Poems)
Immortal Eve – III (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
1Peace, clamorous trumpets! Silence, drums!Be breathless all and hush!Let die applause. My lady comes,My lady of the blush.She's bashfuller than ...
Immortal Eve – II (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
1Dear, could the wise creator makeMe, nor imagine you,When from his wisdom's awful breathI came like trembling dew,You under my ...
The Black Swallow-Tail Butterfly (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
Beautiful dancer upon the wind of the life in thy flutteringwings,O mingle of breeze and sunlight, whose glancing gaietysingsOf the ...
A Vision Of Death And Sleep (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
O'er her death-bedWith sobs I hung,Wild, idle sobs, and in my lonely painKiss'd the dead face again and yet again,And ...
Butterfly And Honey-Bee (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
Who painted thy wings for a vision, a pageant of summer,Butterfly gay?Who made thee, thou hovering silence for ever at ...
Raymond And Ida (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
Raymond.earest, that sit'st in dreams, Through the window look, this way.How changed and desolate seemsThe world, Ida, to-day!Heavy and low the ...
The Lover And The Painter (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
O painter bold and true, lord of every flying hue,Whose immortal hand all lovely things implore,Now to thy glory set, ...
April (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
April deliciousYoung, sunny maiden,Arch, gusty, capricious,With fresh flowers laden,After dead winter longThrill us with sweet bird-song,After dry March's drought,Blow from ...
The Yellow Butterfly (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
Of all shy visitants, I loveThat darling butterfly,Whose wings are to the cornfield's waveA hovering reply,Yellow as dancing wheat-ears ripeHe ...
Oak, Pine And Silver Birch (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
IOak, whose mossed antiquity stands leafily ashiver,Oldest oracles, each dawn, in earth's ear to deliver,Prom your whispering world of leaves, ...
Poplar, Beech, And Weeping Willow (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
1Shapely poplar, shivering white, poplar like a maiden,Thinking, musing softly here, so light and so unladen,That with every breath and ...
Myvanwy (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
Oft hast thou heard it, that old true saying,'Tis like and unlike makes the happiest music.Then, gravely smiling, scorn me ...
The Afterglow (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
"She is here! "to my wild heart I murmurI repeat, "It is she, it is she!"But my wild heart, growing ...
“Thou who hast follow’d far with eyes of love” (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
Thou who hast follow'd far with eyes of loveThe shy and virgin sights of Spring to-day,Sad soul, what dost thou ...
The Eternal Infant (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
Lord of the lovely pageant,Maker of night and day,Is this a theme for glory,To give and take away?I am no ...
The Dewdrop (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
In the bliss, they say, of the love that laves the skies andocean and earth,All things hasten to lose, they ...
The Rider On The White Horse (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
How did I lose you, sweet?I hardly know.Roughly the storm did beat,Wild winds did blow.I with my loving armFolded you ...
It Cannot Be (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
It cannot beRose, violet, lily,Their crushed life should retain,Flowers that recall thy sweetness be ensouled,And thou distil to nothing, thou ...
Baby (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
Baby dear! and shall we sever?All your ownMother is, and yours alone.Father goes; he cares not, he;Comes and now from ...
Myvanwy In The Woods (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
Virgin darkness, wet and deep,Where dwells but April, dwells but sleep,What presence clear,Like a beam has entered here?What loved footsteps, ...
London (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
Farewell, sweetest country; out of my heart, you roses,Wayside roses, nodding, the slow traveller to keep.Too long have I drowsed ...
The Lonely Road (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
IFor your blithe step I sighGone on the road before me;For your warm hand I cryOn life's path rough and ...
“‘Tis my twentieth year: dim, now, youth stretches behind me;” (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
'Tis my twentieth year: dim, now, youth stretches behind me; Breaking fresh at my feet, lies, like an ocean, the world. And ...
Lines – II (Manmohan Ghose Poems)
Ah, why so solemn, Memory?Her sacred ashes take,And of adoring sighs and tearsA holy ikon make:My dead love, as she ...