Copyright © Year Posted 2014 Short Taj Mahal poem by Mob tries to set ablaze a Taj Mahal I was flying a kite. * Tears swell in the eyes of moon. Paper lamp has come for a sail. * The long night- I was ready to handover my family silver to moon. Satish Verma Copyright © Year Posted 2015 Short Taj Mahal poem by I've seen the Grand Canyon, Cancun, Taj Mahal World Plaza (both phases), Broadway curtain call I watched when Hank Aaron sent that little ball 'cross opposite fence the Babe's record to fall. I've bathed in Bridal Falls Niagara'd 'til day called.