Our Every Sculpture Storyteller

— by Gajanan L. Bhonde
(Personification & Metaphor Tone |

1.
I saw the stone breathe under ancient sky,
With folded hands, it asked me why—
Why we forget the voices it once knew,
Carved in silence, yet forever true.

2.
Each statue holds a heart once whole,
Pulsing with a region’s sacred soul.
Its frozen face may seem so still,
But speaks of love, of time, of will.

3.
Language not written, yet deeply heard,
In every gesture, more than word.
A dancer’s pose, a sage’s eye—
Their meanings live, they never die.

4.
Temples wear their stories proud,
In sculpted hymns, not said aloud.
One glance reveals a thousand years,
Of battles, blessings, joys, and tears.

5.
So hear them speak when silence falls,
These stones are not just temple walls.
They talk in tone the heart can find,
The sculpture speaks — if you stay kind.

Poetic Analysis & Theme:

This version explores Vallu (Value) — the spiritual, cultural, emotional worth embedded in Indian sculpture. The poem's depth comes from recognizing that each sculpture carries:

• A heart (metaphor for meaning and emotion),

• A language (of movement, symbols, and regional heritage),

• A voice (though it doesn’t speak aloud),

• A message (about time, unity, wisdom, and survival).

It uses personification (stone breathing, sculpture speaking), emotional tone, and rhyming structure to reflect how deeply India’s sculptural heritage is tied to human feeling and regional iden

🇮🇳 Souls Panorama – Indian Culture

Simile & Metaphor Tone | Inspired by Marathi Powada Style
Poem by Gajanan L. Bhonde

1.
India stands like a lion carved in flame,
Every soul a banner, none the same.
From saint to soldier, they left their mark,
A torch in the dark, a spark from the spark.

2.
Culture flows like rivers across ancient ground,
Each language a trumpet, each drum a sound.
It roars in dance, in script, in fight,
A rainbow of soul in morning light

3.
Temples rise like mountains that pray,
Each idol carved in truth's own way.
They speak of kings and mothers bold,
In silence they sing — timeless and old.

4.
Bravery walks like wind in the fields,
With swords of wisdom and value as shields.
Not just wars, but minds they won,
Like Bhagat, Basava, Buddha — all in one.

5.
So sing their song in the voice of the land,
With fist of the just and open hand.
This culture is not just history’s dome —
It’s every soul’s panoramic home

Poetic Analysis & Meaning

Summary – Powada Spirit of “Souls Panorama – Indian Culture”

This poem is a modern Powada that celebrates India’s soul as a living battlefield of culture, courage, and unity. It compares India to a lion carved in flame, where every citizen is a distinct yet united banner of heritage. The verses flow like rivers of tradition — languages, dances, and scriptures roaring with life. Temples stand as mountains in prayer, whispering stories of heroes, mothers, and truth. Bravery here is not only about wielding swords but also about conquering ignorance with wisdom, just as Bhagat Singh, Basaveshwara, and Buddha did. The poem calls upon readers to sing the song of the land with both justice and compassion, seeing culture not as a relic of the past but as a panoramic home for every soul.