gulab khandelwal selected poems

There was a river
In the valley
Of this hill
On whose bank,
In an airy palace,
A little princess lived.
It was she,
Who, wearing a red rose
In her long, flowing tresses
Had called me and asked me to stay.
And I was also tired
Of a full day’s journey,
How could I ignore her .promptings?
But there is neither river,
Nor palace, nor the princess now.
Did I see a dream?