Thursday, January 1, 2004

Meditations Of A Hindu Prince Comments

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ALL the world over, I wonder, in lands that I never have trod,
Are the people eternally seeking for the signs and steps of a God?
Westward across the ocean, and Northward across the snow,
Do they all stand gazing, as ever, and what do the wisest know?
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Alfred Comyn Lyall
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Uche Nwanze 04 September 2019

Creativity at its best, deserving of poem of the day.

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Edward Kofi Louis 04 September 2019

Tha dark unspeakable feasts! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Anil Kumar Panda 04 September 2019

Wonderful poetry. Each stanza has been composed and adorned with words beautifully. Loved it.

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Malabika Ray Choudhury 04 September 2019

This is a poem by someone from the West who spent a lot of time in India, working for the government. But obviously, he was a poet trying to grasp and understand Hindu philosophy of God, Worshipping and Death. He was honored for many of his writings. Brilliant Poem by an outstanding writer!

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Kumarmani Mahakul 04 September 2019

This is a beautiful poem on Meditations of a Hindu Prince by Alfred Comyn Lyb.

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Liza Sudina 04 September 2019

the gods are not dumb.

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Uche NWANZE 04 September 2019

A brilliant piece with so much creativity and class.

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Aniruddha Pathak 04 September 2019

Indic philosophy on god, worship, death and the like the way a Western Mind can grasp, but portrayed well in a poem.

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Prabir Gayen 04 September 2019

Very nice poem....great thought....sweet lines ///

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