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 ...
Kasinath the new young singer fills the hall with sound:The seven notes dance in his throat like seven tame birds.His ...
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 ...
Mother, let us imagine we are travelling, and passing through astrange and dangerous country. You are riding in a palanquin and ...
Mother, the light has grown grey in the sky; I do not know whatthe time is. There is no fun in ...
THE tame bird was in a cage, the free bird was in the forest. They met when the time came, it ...
Music is silenced, the dark descending slowlyHas stripped unending skies of all companions.Weariness grips your limbs and within the locked ...
The morning sea of silence broke into ripples of bird songs;and the flowers were all merry by the roadside;and the ...
Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me- "We play from the time we wake till ...
In the village they call her the dark girlbut to me she is the flower KrishnakaliOn a cloudy day in ...
You left me and went on your way. I thought I should mourn for youand set your solitary image in myheart ...
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times.In life after life, in age after age, forever.My spellbound ...
When storm-clouds rumble in the sky and June showers come down. The moist east wind comes marching over the heath to ...
I wonder if I know himIn whose speech is my voice,In whose movement is my being,Whose skill is in my ...
XIV I found a few old letters of mine carefully hidden in thy box-a few small toys for thy memory to ...
Tired of waiting, you burst your bonds, impatient flowers, beforethe winter had gone. Glimpses of the unseen comer reached yourwayside ...
An unbelieving smile flits on youreyes when I come to you to take myleave. I have done it so often that ...
At midnight the would-be asceticannounced: "This is the time to give up myhome and seek for God. Ah, who hasheld me ...
In the beginning of time, there rose from the churning of God'sdream two women. One is the dancer at the ...
No more noisy, loud words from me—-such is my master's will.Henceforth I deal in whispers.The speech of my heart will ...
The song that I came to sing remains unsung to this day.I have spent my days in stringing and in ...
Early in the day it was whispered that we should sail in a boat,only thou and I, and never a ...
Why did he choose to come to mydoor, the wandering youth, when theday dawned? As I come in and out I ...
My love, once upon a time your poetlaunched a great epic in his mind. Alas, I was not careful, and it ...
When I give up the helmI know that the time has come for thee to take it.What there is to ...
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.There is none to count thy minutes.Days and nights pass and ages bloom ...
The song I came to singremains unsung to this day.I have spent my days in stringingand in unstringing my instrument.The ...
The 'I' that floats along the wave of time,From a distance I watch him.With the dust and the water,With the ...
To the guests that must go bidGod's speed and brush away all tracesof their steps. Take to your bosom with a ...
I know not from what distant timethou art ever coming nearer to meet me.Thy sun and stars can never keep ...
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