Rabindranath Tagore

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

Rabindranath Tagore Poems

41. Sail Away 1/1/2004
42. The Gardener Xxii: When She Passed By Me 1/1/2004
43. Lover's Gifts Lviii: Things Throng And Laugh 1/1/2004
44. Lord Of My Life 3/23/2010
45. The Gardener Lxiv: I Spent My Day 1/1/2004
46. Lover's Gifts Xix: It Is Written In The Book 1/1/2004
47. Salutation 1/1/2004
48. When I Go Alone At Night 3/23/2010
49. The Gardener Lxxvi: The Fair Was On 1/1/2004
50. Sleep-Stealer 1/1/2004
51. Poems On Time 3/23/2010
52. Lover's Gifts Lxx: Take Back Your Coins 1/1/2004
53. The Gardener Xliii: No, My Friends 1/1/2004
54. Lover's Gifts Xiii: Last Night In The Garden 1/1/2004
55. The Gardener Xiv: I Was Walking By The Road 1/1/2004
56. The Recall 1/1/2004
57. Lover's Gifts Xvi: She Dwelt Here By The Pool 1/1/2004
58. The Gardener Xlvi: You Left Me 1/1/2004
59. Sit Smiling 1/1/2004
60. In The Dusky Path Of A Dream 3/23/2010
61. Lover's Gifts Xl: A Message Came 1/1/2004
62. The Gardener Iv: Ah Me 1/1/2004
63. The Gardener Xi: Come As You Are 1/1/2004
64. Lover's Gifts Xxxix: There Is A Looker-On 1/1/2004
65. The Gardener Ix: When I Go Alone At Night 1/1/2004
66. Lover's Gifts Xliii: Dying, You Have Left Behind 1/1/2004
67. I Cast My Net Into The Sea 3/23/2010
68. The Further Bank 1/1/2004
69. The Gardener Xl: An Unbelieving Smile 1/1/2004
70. The Gardener Lxxv: At Midnight 1/1/2004
71. Keep Me Fully Glad 3/23/2010
72. Poems On Life 3/23/2010
73. Waiting 3/23/2010
74. Lover's Gifts Xliv: Where Is Heaven 1/1/2004
75. The Tame Bird Was In A Cage 3/23/2010
76. Sleep 1/1/2004
77. Untimely Leave 1/1/2004
78. Lover's Gifts Xviii: Your Days 1/1/2004
79. Poems On Man 3/23/2010
80. From Afar 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]