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 ...
Mother, the light has grown grey in the sky; I do not know whatthe time is. There is no fun in ...
Thou who art the innermost Spirit of my being,art thou pleased, Lord of my Life?For I give to thee my ...
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 ...
One day in spring, a woman cameIn my lonely woods,In the lovely form of the Beloved.Came, to give to my ...
XIV I found a few old letters of mine carefully hidden in thy box-a few small toys for thy memory to ...
Your questioning eyes are sad. They seek to know mymeaning as the moon would fathom the sea.I have bared my ...
He it is, the innermost one,who awakens my being with his deep hidden touches.He it is who puts his enchantment ...
There is a looker-on who sits behind my eyes. It seems he has seenthings in ages and worlds beyond memory's ...
Do not keep to yourself the secret ofyour heart, my friend! Say it to me, only to me, in secret. You who ...
Pluck this little flower and take it, delay not! I fear lest itdroop and drop into the dust.I may not ...
I plucked your flower, O world!I pressed it to my heart and thethorn pricked.When the day waned and itdarkened, I ...
Pluck this little flower and take it, delay not! I fear lest it droop and drop into the dust. I ...
He it is, the innermost one, who awakens my being with his deep hidden touches. He it is who puts ...
There is a looker-on who sits behind my eyes. I seems he has seen things in ages and worlds beyond ...
Hands cling to hands and eyes linger on eyes: thus begins the record of our hearts. It is the moonlit ...
Do not keep to yourself the secret of your heart, my friend! Say it to me, only to me, in ...
Your questioning eyes are sad. They seek to know my meaning as the moon would fathom the sea. I have ...
Mother, the light has grown grey in the sky; I do not know what the time is. There is no ...
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