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 ...
Take back your coins, King's Councillor. I am of those women yousent to the forest shrine to decoy the young ...
O mad, superbly drunk; If you kick open your doors andplay the fool in public; If you empty your bag in a ...
None lives for ever, brother, andnothing lasts for long. Keep that inmind and rejoice. Our life is not the one old ...
If baby only wanted to, he could fly up to heaven this moment. It is not for nothing that he does ...
You left me and went on your way. I thought I should mourn for youand set your solitary image in myheart ...
11SOME unseen fingers, like idle breeze,are playing upon my heart the music of the ripples.12"WHAT language is thine, O sea?" "The ...
I travelled the old road every day, I took my fruits to the market,my cattle to the meadows, I ferried ...
In the beginning of time, there rose from the churning of God'sdream two women. One is the dancer at the ...
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held highWhere knowledge is freeWhere the world has not been ...
I travelled the old road every day, I took my fruits to the market, my cattle to the meadows, I ...
None lives for ever, brother, and nothing lasts for long. Keep that in mind and rejoice. Our life is not ...
O mad, superbly drunk; If you kick open your doors and play the fool in public; If you empty your ...
You left me and went on your way. I thought I should mourn for you and set your solitary image ...
Mother, the light has grown grey in the sky; I do not know what the time is. There is no ...
If baby only wanted to, he could fly up to heaven this moment. It is not for nothing that he ...
In the beginning of time, there rose from the churning of God's dream two women. One is the dancer at ...
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