A Moments Indulgence Poem by Rabindranath Tagore
A Moments Indulgence
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,
and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil.
Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs; and
the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove.
Now it is time to sit quite, face to face with thee, and to sing
dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.
The dullness of work and science when longing for our utmost beloved...
The poet's reference to overflowing leisure justifies the title.
2) What a loveliest piece of poem of such a greatest State man. Congratulations to the family of the late great poet for this Classic Poem Of The Day.
!) a wonderful poem about enjoying the presence of the other person and the sultry summer that comes to the window, let the work wait, that will be finished later, what a contrast: the great peacemaker and this lovely poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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One should read him in bengali, its magical..