Rabindranath Tagore

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

Rabindranath Tagore Poems

201. Threshold 1/1/2004
202. Twelve O'Clock 1/1/2004
203. Unending Love 3/23/2010
204. Ungrateful Sorrow 3/23/2010
205. Untimely Leave 1/1/2004
206. Unyielding 3/29/2010
207. Vocation 1/1/2004
208. Waiting 3/23/2010
209. We Are To Play The Game Of Death 3/23/2010
210. When And Why 1/1/2004
211. When Day Is Done 1/1/2004
212. When I Go Alone At Night 3/23/2010
213. When The Two Sisters Go To Fetch Water 3/23/2010
214. Where Shadow Chases Light 1/1/2004
215. Where The Mind Is Without Fear 1/1/2004
216. Who Is This 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 Last Bargain

"Come and hire me," I cried, while in the morning I was walking on the stone-paved road.
Sword in hand, the King came in his chariot.
He held my hand and said, "I will hire you with my power."
But his power counted for nought, and he went away in his chariot.

In the heat of the midday the houses stood with shut doors.
I wandered along the crooked lane.
An old man came out with his bag of gold.
He pondered and said, "I will hire you with my money."

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