Clouds And Waves Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India

Clouds And Waves

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Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me-
"We play from the time we wake till the day ends.
We play with the golden dawn, we play with the silver moon."
I ask, "But how am I to get up to you ?"
They answer, "Come to the edge of the earth, lift up your
hands to the sky, and you will be taken up into the clouds."
"My mother is waiting for me at home, "I say, "How can I leave
her and come?"
Then they smile and float away.
But I know a nicer game than that, mother.
I shall be the cloud and you the moon.
I shall cover you with both my hands, and our house-top will
be the blue sky.
The folk who live in the waves call out to me-
"We sing from morning till night; on and on we travel and know
not where we pass."
I ask, "But how am I to join you?"
They tell me, "Come to the edge of the shore and stand with
your eyes tight shut, and you will be carried out upon the waves."
I say, "My mother always wants me at home in the everything-
how can I leave her and go?"
They smile, dance and pass by.
But I know a better game than that.
I will be the waves and you will be a strange shore.
I shall roll on and on and on, and break upon your lap with
laughter.
And no one in the world will know where we both are.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chaitanya Dorwat 18 December 2010

I get emotional on every read, truely tagore saab was a genius, a poem which has much much deeper implications weaved in simple lovely words camoflauging its actual implications beautifully.

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Vanita Thakkar 01 August 2009

Such great expression - pure, hearty emotions and wonderful imagination! ! A real masterpiece! !

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Kavitha Mj 21 April 2012

Wonderful portrayel of mother and child relationship! ! !

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Tabassum Malik 26 August 2012

A wonderful portrayl of innocent desire of a child, abeautiful presentation of mother child relation ship.

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Neelima Devi Vuddaraju 30 June 2009

Wonderful poem about the childs unconditional love towards mother. Every mom wil be happy to hear this.

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YASHMITHA BOMIDI 30 December 2021

I like the poem sir

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Indira Renganathan 14 February 2021

Great poets are always inspiring....like this poem

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Dr Antony Theodore 11 December 2020

But I know a better game than that. I will be the waves and you will be a strange shore. I shall roll on and on and on, and break upon your lap with laughter. the great Tagore. tony

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Tatyana Kogan 17 July 2020

It's an amazing poem, beautifully translated. The images are so alive!

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Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
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