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Rabindranath Tagore

[Gurudev] (7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941 / Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India)

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  • p.a. noushad (7/11/2008 4:42:00 AM)

    I feel a mystic touch, a deep insight of life and anerration of mind in your poems, good works.

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  • Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (5/18/2006 1:59:00 PM)

    A true master of poetry, deserved the prizes he got, but there are some words in his biography which probabaly was not necessary.

  • Nagamuthu Osho (8/7/2005 10:38:00 AM)

    Hail! Mentor, Savant, Saint of Words,

    The pleasure and treasure flowing, growing in your Art!
    Brings nourishment to thine divine Heart;
    It is the lilt, Divine had endowed 'tis spiritual Soul,
    Who showers, powers, flowers, an endless bower of abyss love to solace.
    It is the rare, pure Soul, which manifest thro' throne of celestial:
    The emblem, and ember of emnating radiance towards the rejuneval.
    Love of divine wave, gave those wonderful, mystical, musical charms.
    Let those immaculate words of the Poet, pours sublime chimes.

  • Ash Mandle (5/16/2005 6:33:00 AM)

    I am too small a fry to comment on such a great poet on the earth

The Last Bargain

"Come and hire me," I cried, while in the morning I was walking on the stone-paved road.
Sword in hand, the King came in his chariot.
He held my hand and said, "I will hire you with my power."
But his power counted for nought, and he went away in his chariot.

In the heat of the midday the houses stood with shut doors.
I wandered along the crooked lane.
An old man came out with his bag of gold.
He pondered and said, "I will hire you with my money."

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