Rabindranath Tagore Poems (364 Poems)
Ungrateful Sorrow (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
At dawn shey(1) departedMy mind tried to console me -” Everything is Maya(2)”.Angrily I replied:“Here’s this sewing box on the table,that flower-pot on the terrace,this monogrammed hand-fan on the bed—all these are real.” My mind said: “Yet, think again.”I rejoined: … Continue reading
The End (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
It is time for me to go, mother; I am going. When in the paling darkness of the lonely dawn you stretch outyour arms for your baby in the bed, I shall say, “Baby is nothere!”-mother, I am going. I shall become … Continue reading
Palm Tree (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
Palm-tree: single-legged giant, topping other trees, peering at the firmament -It longs to pierce the black cloud-ceiling and fly away, away, if only it had wings. The tree seems to express its wish in the tossing of its head: its fronds heave and swish -It thinks, Maybe my … Continue reading
Krishnakali (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
In the village they call her the dark girlbut to me she is the flower KrishnakaliOn a cloudy day in a fieldI saw the dark girl’s dark gazelle-eyes.She had no covering on her head,her loose hair had fallen on her … Continue reading
Lover’s Gifts XXII: I Shall Gladly Suffer (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
I shall gladly suffer the pride of culture to die out in my house,if only in some happy future I am born a herd-boy in the Brindaforest. The herd-boy who grazes his cattle sitting under the banyantree, and idly weaves gunja … Continue reading
Religious Obsession — translation from Dharmamoha (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
Who is obsessed by religionHe is blindHe only kills and gets killed.Even an atheist is blessedBecause he doesn’t have the vanity of any faith.Humbly he lights up his reasonDefies the authority of scripturesAnd seeks only the good of men. He … Continue reading
The Golden Boat (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
Clouds rumbling in the sky; teeming rain.I sit on the river bank, sad and alone.The sheaves lie gathered, harvest has ended,The river is swollen and fierce in its flow.As we cut the paddy it started to rain. One small paddy-field, … Continue reading
Lord Of My Life (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
Thou who art the innermost Spirit of my being,art thou pleased, Lord of my Life?For I give to thee my cup filled with allthe pain and delight that the crushedgrapes of my heart had surrendered,I wove with rhythm of colors … Continue reading
The Rainy Day (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
Sullen clouds are gathering fast over the black fringe of theforest. O child, do not go out! The palm trees in a row by the lake are smiting their headsagainst the dismal sky; the crows with their dragged wings aresilent on the … Continue reading
Vocation (Rabindranath Tagore Poems)
When the gong sounds ten in the morning and I walk to school by ourlane. Every day I meet the hawker crying, “Bangles, crystalbangles!” There is nothing to hurry him on, there is no road he musttake, no place he must go … Continue reading
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