Showing posts with label RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS. Show all posts
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Sunday, April 26, 2015

RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS

RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS

"FLOWER"

Pluck this little flower and take it, delay not!
I fear lest it droop and drop into the dust.
I may not find a place in thy garland,
But honour it with a touch of pain from thy hand and pluck it.
I fear lest the day end before I am aware, and the time of offering go by.
Though its colour be not deep and its smell be faint,
Use this flower in thy service and pluck it while there is time.

-- Rabindranath Tagore
RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS

RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS

"THE CHAMPA FLOWER"

SUPPOSING I became a champa flower, just for fun, and grew on a branch high up that tree,
And shook in the wind with laughter and danced upon the newly budded leaves, would you know me, Mother?
You would call, 'Baby, where are you?' and I should laugh to myself and keep quite quiet.
I should slyly open my petals and watch you at your work.
When after your bath, with wet hair spread on your shoulders,
You walked through the shadow of the champa tree to the little court where you say your prayers,
You would notice the scent of the flower, but not know that it came from me.
When after the midday meal you sat at the window reading Ramayana,
And the tree's shadow fell over your hair and your lap,
I should fling my wee little shadow on to the page of your book, just where you were reading.
But would you guess that it was the tiny shadow of your little child?
When in the evening you went to the cowshed with the lighted lamp in your hand,
I should suddenly drop on to the earth again and be your own baby once more,
And beg you to tell me a story.
'Where have you been, you naughty child? '
'I won't tell you, mother. ' That's what you and I would say then.

-- Rabindranath Tagore

Saturday, April 25, 2015

RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS

RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS

"FAREWELL"

I have got my leave. Bid me farewell, my brothers!
I bow to you all and take my departure.
Here I give back the keys of my door,
And I give up all claims to my house.
I only ask for last kind words from you.
We were neighbors for long,
But I received more than I could give.
Now the day has dawned,
And the lamp that lit my dark corner is out.
A summons has come and I am ready for my journey.
-- Rabindranath Tagore
RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS

RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS

"A MOMENTS INDULGENCE"

I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side.
The works that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,
And my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil.
Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs; and,
The bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove.
Now it is time to sit quite, face to face with thee, and,
To sing dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.

-- Rabindranath Tagore
RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS

RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS

"CLOUD AND WAVES"

Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me-
"We play from the time we wake till the day ends.
We play with the golden dawn, we play with the silver moon."
I ask, "But how am I to get up to you ?"
They answer, "Come to the edge of the earth, Lift up your hands to the sky,
And you will be taken up into the clouds."
"My mother is waiting for me at home, "I say, "How can I leave her and come?"
Then they smile and float away.
But I know a nicer game than that, Mother.
I shall be the cloud and you the moon.
I shall cover you with both my hands, and our house-top will be the blue sky.
The folk who live in the waves call out to me-
"We sing from morning till night; on and on we travel and know
not where we pass."
I ask, "But how am I to join you?"
They tell me, "Come to the edge of the shore and stand with your eyes tight shut,
And you will be carried out upon the waves."
I say, "My mother always wants me at home in the everything-
How can I leave her and go?"
They smile, dance and pass by.
But I know a better game than that.
I will be the waves and you will be a strange shore.
I shall roll on and on and on, and break upon your lap with
laughter.
And no one in the world will know where we both are.

-- Rabindranath Tagore
RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS

RABINDRANATH TAGORE POEMS

"WHERE THE MIND IS WITHOUT FEAR"

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high,
Where knowledge is free,
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments,
By narrow domestic walls,
Where words come out from the depth of truth,
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection,
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way,
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit,
Where the mind is led forward by thee,
Into ever- widening thought and action,
Into that heaven of freedom ,My Father , Let my country awake .

--Rabindranath Tagore

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