Rabindranath Tagore

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

Rabindranath Tagore Poems

1. This Dog 5/27/2015
2. Stray Birds 81 - 90 3/23/2010
3. Stray Birds 81 - 90 3/23/2010
4. Unyielding 3/29/2010
5. Maran-Milan (Death-Wedding) 3/23/2010
6. The Gardener Xxix: Speak To Me My Love 3/29/2010
7. The Gardener Lxxix: I Often Wonder 3/29/2010
8. Stray Birds 91 - 99 3/23/2010
9. Stray Birds 71 - 80 3/23/2010
10. We Are To Play The Game Of Death 3/23/2010
11. Poems On Beauty 3/23/2010
12. Stray Birds 61 - 70 3/23/2010
13. The Merchant 3/23/2010
14. The Gardener Xlv: To The Guests 1/1/2004
15. Stray Birds 41 - 50 3/23/2010
16. The Gardener Xlii: O Mad, Superbly Drunk 1/1/2004
17. The Gardener Xliv: Reverend Sir, Forgive 1/1/2004
18. The Golden Boat 3/23/2010
19. When The Two Sisters Go To Fetch Water 3/23/2010
20. Stray Birds 21- 30 3/23/2010
21. Stray Birds 51 - 60 3/23/2010
22. The Gardener Lxxvi: The Fair Was On 1/1/2004
23. The Gardener Lxix: I Hunt For The Golden Stag 1/1/2004
24. The Gardener Li: Then Finish The Last Song 1/1/2004
25. The Gardener Xxi: Why Did He Choose 1/1/2004
26. The Gardener Xxii: When She Passed By Me 1/1/2004
27. Stray Birds 11- 20 3/23/2010
28. From Afar 3/23/2010
29. Stray Birds 1 - 10 3/23/2010
30. The Unheeded Pageant 1/1/2004
31. Ungrateful Sorrow 3/23/2010
32. The Sailor 1/1/2004
33. The Gardener Xxvi: What Comes From Your Willing Hands 1/1/2004
34. The Gardener Xvi: Hands Cling To Eyes 1/1/2004
35. The Gardener Lxxxiii: She Dwelt On The Hillside 1/1/2004
36. The Gardener Xlviii: Free Me 1/1/2004
37. The Gardener Lxxxiv: Over The Green 1/1/2004
38. My Dependence 3/23/2010
39. I Found A Few Old Letters 3/23/2010
40. The Gardener Xix: You Walked 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Rabindranath Tagore

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

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Little Of Me

Let only that little be left of me
whereby I may name thee my all.

Let only that little be left of my will
whereby I may feel thee on every side,
and come to thee in everything,
and offer to thee my love every moment.

Let only that little be left of me

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