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. The Gardener Lxxix: I Often Wonder 3/29/2010
3. Stray Birds 81 - 90 3/23/2010
4. Stray Birds 91 - 99 3/23/2010
5. Stray Birds 51 - 60 3/23/2010
6. Stray Birds 31 - 40 3/23/2010
7. Stray Birds 71 - 80 3/23/2010
8. Stray Birds 11- 20 3/23/2010
9. The Golden Boat 3/23/2010
10. The Merchant 3/23/2010
11. Stray Birds 81 - 90 3/23/2010
12. Unyielding 3/29/2010
13. The Gardener Lxxxiv: Over The Green 1/1/2004
14. Stray Birds 41 - 50 3/23/2010
15. The Gardener Lxix: I Hunt For The Golden Stag 1/1/2004
16. Maran-Milan (Death-Wedding) 3/23/2010
17. The Gardener Li: Then Finish The Last Song 1/1/2004
18. Stray Birds 21- 30 3/23/2010
19. The Gardener X: Let Your Work Be, Bride 1/1/2004
20. We Are To Play The Game Of Death 3/23/2010
21. Stray Birds 1 - 10 3/23/2010
22. The Gardener Xxix: Speak To Me My Love 3/29/2010
23. Poems On Beauty 3/23/2010
24. The Gardener Xlv: To The Guests 1/1/2004
25. The Gardener Xlii: O Mad, Superbly Drunk 1/1/2004
26. The Gardener Lxxvi: The Fair Was On 1/1/2004
27. When The Two Sisters Go To Fetch Water 3/23/2010
28. I Found A Few Old Letters 3/23/2010
29. When I Go Alone At Night 3/23/2010
30. Lover's Gifts Lviii: Things Throng And Laugh 1/1/2004
31. Ungrateful Sorrow 3/23/2010
32. Lord Of My Life 3/23/2010
33. The Gardener Xvi: Hands Cling To Eyes 1/1/2004
34. The Sun Of The First Day 3/23/2010
35. The Gardener Xviii: When Two Sisters 1/1/2004
36. Lover's Gifts Xix: It Is Written In The Book 1/1/2004
37. Poems On Time 3/23/2010
38. Sleep-Stealer 1/1/2004
39. Stray Birds 61 - 70 3/23/2010
40. The Gardener Lxxxiii: She Dwelt On The Hillside 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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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.

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