Rabindranath Tagore

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

Rabindranath Tagore Poems

41. The Gardener Lv: It Was Mid-Day 1/1/2004
42. The Gardener Xliii: No, My Friends 1/1/2004
43. The Gardener Xiv: I Was Walking By The Road 1/1/2004
44. The Gardener Xlviii: Free Me 1/1/2004
45. The Gardener Xlvi: You Left Me 1/1/2004
46. Lover's Gifts Xl: A Message Came 1/1/2004
47. Lover's Gifts Xvi: She Dwelt Here By The Pool 1/1/2004
48. Lover's Gifts Xxxix: There Is A Looker-On 1/1/2004
49. The Gardener Ix: When I Go Alone At Night 1/1/2004
50. Lover's Gifts Xliii: Dying, You Have Left Behind 1/1/2004
51. The Gardener Xxxviii: My Love, Once Upon A Time 1/1/2004
52. The Gardener Lxxv: At Midnight 1/1/2004
53. The Sun Of The First Day 3/23/2010
54. The Gardener Xix: You Walked 1/1/2004
55. The Gardener Xx: Day After Day He Comes 1/1/2004
56. Poems On Life 3/23/2010
57. Lover's Gifts Xliv: Where Is Heaven 1/1/2004
58. Poems On Man 3/23/2010
59. The Gardener Lxiv: I Spent My Day 1/1/2004
60. Waiting 3/23/2010
61. Lover's Gifts Xviii: Your Days 1/1/2004
62. The Sailor 1/1/2004
63. The Gardener Xxiv: Do Not Keep To Yourself 1/1/2004
64. I Cast My Net Into The Sea 3/23/2010
65. On The Nature Of Love 3/23/2010
66. My Dependence 3/23/2010
67. The Astronomer 1/1/2004
68. Sleep-Stealer 1/1/2004
69. Lover's Gifts Xlviii: I Travelled The Old Road 1/1/2004
70. In The Dusky Path Of A Dream 3/23/2010
71. The Gardener Iv: Ah Me 1/1/2004
72. The Source 1/1/2004
73. Lover's Gifts Xiii: Last Night In The Garden 1/1/2004
74. The Land Of The Exile 1/1/2004
75. The Little Big Man 1/1/2004
76. The Gardener Xi: Come As You Are 1/1/2004
77. The Further Bank 1/1/2004
78. The Wicked Postman 1/1/2004
79. Lover's Gifts Xix: It Is Written In The Book 1/1/2004
80. The Gardener Xl: An Unbelieving Smile 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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