Khajuraho: Magic in Stone

For centuries hidden in remote confines
Unknown to the World the marvels lost in time  
The temples lay desolate and untended
Many in crumbling ruins some desecrated
Discovered by chance a heritage was excavated
A treasure worthy an artistic delight most appreciated     

Descendants of Moon God the Chandelas
Mighty rulers the Rajputs of Bundela
The creators bold the dynasty personified 
Magic in stone the carvings as described
A magnificent creation of the art inclined
Sensuous forms of damsels divine
Of nymphs celestial & beasts intertwined
Of erotica in imagery the taboo eulogized  

The ancient temples of Khajuraho
An esoteric narrative of royal creation
On stones interlocked to perfection
In sculptures depicting sensual recreation
The impressive objects of art and veneration

Of divinity and Kama essential
An eternal truth existential
Reveal Tantrik sex in the treatise
Of procreation through pleasure one derives
With the chisel and the knife
The angelic figures have come to life

 Poem Copy Right Uday Patel
Photo Credit: Nandita Amin

The Indian Rail - A Travelers Poem

It is a carrier of the masses

For the rich poor and middle classes

Travel in luxury or third class

If without reservation

Board the crowded general coach

Get crushed and trampled

And travel with reproach


The Indian Rail is a long line of cars

Shackled with one other and always at war

Often blue sometimes red and green

A dreary spectacle without any sheen


The sleeper coach has fans for comfort

A seat big enough for you to sleep

AC coach is with climate control

Offers bit of ambiance and is secure

For luxury lighten your wallet

It is for those living in chalets

The sleeper is affordable

Sometimes cramped and chaotic

Basic in comfort but bearable

As the train moves along

Din and chaos it carries along

A big metal object that's the way it is bound to be

Frequently stops at railway stations

Sometimes stops for long without hesitation

Unscheduled break journeys augur frustration

On platforms busy with frantic travelers

some somber some revelers

Late often but reaches its destination

Keeps its promise as a transportation

Romantic Indian Train Journey

It is a journey through the hinterlands

It is a magical treat of panoramic excellence

A romantic passage of days and nights

An unforgettable experience that stirs the mind

Every remembrance will draw a sigh

As nostalgia grasps one on the high

As Indian Train chugs along

Through the diverse furlong

On the rails with iron wheels

A blissful thrill is what one feels

Tooting horn all the way

The mighty engine does not sway

It keeps to ground and hugs the rail

Completes the journey without fail

As Indian Train chugs along

Through the breezy wind with aplomb

A kaleidoscope of vivid colors unfold

At sunrise and sunset from blue to gold

Keep your breath on the hold and fix your eyes on the fold

It is an exotic visual delight

It extols the nature's  creative might

Of hills desert and rivers serene

The rail journey is colorful indeed

See the towering Himalayas rise

A lofty abode of sages wise

Feel the flow of mighty Ganges on the train

Through the upheaval of tortured plains

Along the banks with holy cities

Past green fields and hamlets busy

Through the rolling meadows and forests green

Marvelous scapes on the journey seen

A rail journey is not only a visual delight

It garners lots of spiritual insights