Triveni Journal
1927 | 11,233,916 words
Triveni is a journal dedicated to ancient Indian culture, history, philosophy, art, spirituality, music and all sorts of literature. Triveni was founded at Madras in 1927 and since that time various authors have donated their creativity in the form of articles, covering many aspects of public life....
I had known Pleasure from my birth,
Played hide-and-seek with laughing Mirth,
But this shy stranger lost among
Deep shadows, eventide and Song
Had strayed into my home one day
To bless and make a little stay.
Joy dyed the sea a richer blue
And dawn put on a rosier hue:
Sudden beauty filled the air
And harmony was everywhere:
Ugly men were less unkind
And care was banished from the mind.
One night, in neither doubt or dread
I strangled Joy till he was dead:
I was left wondering and alone,
The moon was hid, the stars were gone.
If on that Ancient Day serene
Thy own relentless Law had been,
Compelling even Thee, to mar
Creation which had seemed so fair;
Didst Thou, when Death was born, yet know
The anguish I am feeling now?