Rabindranath Tagore

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

Rabindranath Tagore Poems

1. This Dog -new- 5/27/2015
2. Stray Birds 81 - 90 3/23/2010
3. Stray Birds 81 - 90 3/23/2010
4. Stray Birds 51 - 60 3/23/2010
5. The Golden Boat 3/23/2010
6. The Gardener Lxxix: I Often Wonder 3/29/2010
7. The Gardener Xlv: To The Guests 1/1/2004
8. The Merchant 3/23/2010
9. Stray Birds 91 - 99 3/23/2010
10. The Gardener Xxix: Speak To Me My Love 3/29/2010
11. The Gardener Xliv: Reverend Sir, Forgive 1/1/2004
12. Stray Birds 31 - 40 3/23/2010
13. Stray Birds 71 - 80 3/23/2010
14. The Gardener Xliii: No, My Friends 1/1/2004
15. Stray Birds 11- 20 3/23/2010
16. When The Two Sisters Go To Fetch Water 3/23/2010
17. The Gardener Xlii: O Mad, Superbly Drunk 1/1/2004
18. The Gardener Xxi: Why Did He Choose 1/1/2004
19. The Gardener Xxii: When She Passed By Me 1/1/2004
20. The Gardener X: Let Your Work Be, Bride 1/1/2004
21. Stray Birds 61 - 70 3/23/2010
22. We Are To Play The Game Of Death 3/23/2010
23. The Gardener Xvi: Hands Cling To Eyes 1/1/2004
24. The Unheeded Pageant 1/1/2004
25. Stray Birds 41 - 50 3/23/2010
26. Unyielding 3/29/2010
27. The Gardener Lxxxiii: She Dwelt On The Hillside 1/1/2004
28. The Gardener Xlviii: Free Me 1/1/2004
29. Maran-Milan (Death-Wedding) 3/23/2010
30. The Gardener Lxxxiv: Over The Green 1/1/2004
31. The Gardener Xix: You Walked 1/1/2004
32. The Gardener Xx: Day After Day He Comes 1/1/2004
33. When I Go Alone At Night 3/23/2010
34. The Gardener Lxix: I Hunt For The Golden Stag 1/1/2004
35. I Cast My Net Into The Sea 3/23/2010
36. The Gardener Xviii: When Two Sisters 1/1/2004
37. The Gardener Xxvi: What Comes From Your Willing Hands 1/1/2004
38. Stray Birds 21- 30 3/23/2010
39. The Kiss 3/23/2010
40. The Gardener Lxxvi: The Fair Was On 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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Journey Home

The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.

I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my
voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.

It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself,
and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.

The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own,

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