Fireflies (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
My fancies are fireflies, -Specks of living lighttwinkling in the dark.he voice of wayside pansies,that do not attract the careless ...
My fancies are fireflies, -Specks of living lighttwinkling in the dark.he voice of wayside pansies,that do not attract the careless ...
Pity, in place of love, That pettiest of gifts,Is but a sugar-coating over neglect. Any passerby can make a gift of it To ...
Hands cling to hands and eyes lingeron eyes: thus begins the record of ourhearts. It is the moonlit night of March;the ...
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times.In life after life, in age after age, forever.My spellbound ...
I want to give you something, my child, for we are drifting in thestream of the world. Our lives will be ...
And in Wonder and Amazement I SingThe sky is full of the sun and the starsThe universe is full of ...
Man goes into the noisy crowdto drown his own clamour of silence.~ Man is immortal; therefore he must die endlessly.For life ...
Come to my garden walk, my love. Pass by the fervid flowers thatpress themselves on your sight. Pass them by, ...
Come to my garden walk, my love. Pass by the fervid flowers that press themselves on your sight. Pass them ...
Hands cling to hands and eyes linger on eyes: thus begins the record of our hearts. It is the moonlit ...
I want to give you something, my child, for we are drifting in the stream of the world. Our lives ...
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