Conversation Poem – MADHU MALTI

વિરાટની પગલી : સુંદરમ્ : ધાર્મિક ઉત્કટતાનું ગીત : : ભક્તિ કાવ્ય ગીત : :

વિરાટની પગલી : સુંદરમ્ : વિરાટની પગલી : સુંદરમ્ : અર્થ નિર્દેશ આસ્વાદ કાવ્યાર્થ વિચાર વિ જયરાજ પૂણે ઈન્ડિયા પેન્ડિંગ .. .

મળી ન્હોતી જ્યારે — : ઉમાશંકર જોશી : મધુર પ્રણયાનુભૂતિ ના સોનેટ કાવ્ય ગીત. : સખી સૈયર નાં ગીત : :

મળી ન્હોતી જ્યારે — : ઉમાશંકર જોશી : અર્થ નિર્દેશ આસ્વાદ કાવ્યાર્થ વિચાર વિ જયરાજ પૂણે ઈન્ડિયા પેન્ડિંગ .. .

પગરવ : પ્રભુ તારો પગરવ જરી સુણાય : ઉમાશંકર જોશી : પ્રભુ દર્શનની અભીપ્સાનું ગીત : : અમર ભટ્ટ

પગરવ પ્રભુ, તારો પગરવ જરી સુણાય. વનવનવિહંગના કલનાદે, મલયઅનિલના કોમલ સાદે. ઉડુગણ કેરા મૂક વિષાદે ભણકારા વહી જાય. પ્રભુ તારો પગરવ જરી સુણાય. ગિરિનિર્ઝરના નૃત્યઉમંગ, સરિતતણા મૃદુમત તરંગે, ઋતુનતૅકીને અંગેઅંગે મંજુ સુરાવટ વાય, પ્રભુ તારો પગરવ જરી સુણાય. અહોરાત જલસિંધુ ઘૂઘવે, ઝંઝાનિલ મઝધાર સૂસવે, વજ્રધોર ધન ગગન ધૂંધવે. ધ્વનિ ત્યાં તે અથડાય, પ્રભુ તારો પગરવContinue reading “પગરવ : પ્રભુ તારો પગરવ જરી સુણાય : ઉમાશંકર જોશી : પ્રભુ દર્શનની અભીપ્સાનું ગીત : : અમર ભટ્ટ”

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