Rabindranath Tagore

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

Rabindranath Tagore Poems

41. The Gardener Lvii: I Plucked Your Flower 1/1/2004
42. The Gardener Lxxxiii: She Dwelt On The Hillside 1/1/2004
43. The Gardener Xiv: I Was Walking By The Road 1/1/2004
44. Lover's Gifts Lxx: Take Back Your Coins 1/1/2004
45. The Gardener Lv: It Was Mid-Day 1/1/2004
46. Lover's Gifts Xiii: Last Night In The Garden 1/1/2004
47. The Gardener Xlvi: You Left Me 1/1/2004
48. The Gardener Xxii: When She Passed By Me 1/1/2004
49. The Gardener X: Let Your Work Be, Bride 1/1/2004
50. In The Dusky Path Of A Dream 3/23/2010
51. Lover's Gifts Xl: A Message Came 1/1/2004
52. The Gardener Iv: Ah Me 1/1/2004
53. The Source 1/1/2004
54. The Wicked Postman 1/1/2004
55. The Gardener Xi: Come As You Are 1/1/2004
56. Lover's Gifts Xxxix: There Is A Looker-On 1/1/2004
57. The Gardener Ix: When I Go Alone At Night 1/1/2004
58. The Gardener Xvi: Hands Cling To Eyes 1/1/2004
59. The Further Bank 1/1/2004
60. Lover's Gifts Xliv: Where Is Heaven 1/1/2004
61. The Gardener Xliii: No, My Friends 1/1/2004
62. The Gardener Xl: An Unbelieving Smile 1/1/2004
63. The Gardener Xix: You Walked 1/1/2004
64. The Gardener Xx: Day After Day He Comes 1/1/2004
65. The Gardener Xxi: Why Did He Choose 1/1/2004
66. The Sailor 1/1/2004
67. Lamp Of Love 3/23/2010
68. When I Go Alone At Night 3/23/2010
69. One Day In Spring.... 3/23/2010
70. Palm Tree 3/23/2010
71. Lover's Gifts Xviii: Your Days 1/1/2004
72. The Gardener Xiii: I Asked Nothing 1/1/2004
73. The Gardener Xxiv: Do Not Keep To Yourself 1/1/2004
74. The Gardener Lxviii: None Lives For Ever, Brother 1/1/2004
75. The Kiss 3/23/2010
76. Strong Mercy 1/1/2004
77. From Afar 3/23/2010
78. The Astronomer 1/1/2004
79. The Gardener Lxxv: At Midnight 1/1/2004
80. On The Nature Of Love 3/23/2010
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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The Gardener Iv: Ah Me

Ah me, why did they build my
house by the road to the market
town?
They moor their laden boats near
my trees.
They come and go and wander at
their will.
I sit and watch them; my time
wears on.

[Hata Bildir]