Symbol of Love

a poem by Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

She cries in the morning-
Taj Mahal takes pinkish hue.
She sobs in the evening-
Taj Mahal becomes milky white.
She weeps at moon-lit night-
Taj Mahal turns golden.

She was deprived of real love-
So an ever darkness prevails inside Taj Mahal.