Rock-Built Temples Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Rock-Built Temples



The rock-built temples standing as a witness to time,
Time which came it and went away,
But they are still erect and un-corroded,
But we know it not,
Who made them,
Ho much time did it take in making,
Who had been the architects and sculptors?

The rock-built, I just see them
And think about their making,
The plan of work and construction,
The material it is made of?

O stupendous, stupendous,
Stupendous are those rock-built, cliff-hewn temples,
How did they drill in the hills,
Choosing one tall standing rock
As for cutting deep inside,
Holing in for a penetration?

The rock-built temples,
The rock-built temples of the past,
Telling of our ancient heritage,
Skill and engineering talk I,
Their architectural excellence
My thing of deliberation.


The windows are not,
Just one entrance, one door,
One narrow entry
Through which one enters into and exits from.

The rock-built temples,
Only rock-built
From the large chunks of rocks
Or the cliffs,
How to hew the images cut to size
Through art and architecture
And masonry?




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