Rabindranath Tagore

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

Clouds And Waves - Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

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 about Clouds And Waves by Rabindranath Tagore

  • Prabir Gayen (12/4/2018 1:51:00 AM)


    Love for mother and nature....both are synonymous
    ..
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  • Naila Rais (10/17/2018 12:03:00 AM)


    Greatest ever poet.......
    1000000000000
    Naila
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  • Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair (10/1/2018 8:49:00 AM)


    Tagore's imaginary beings in the clouds and waves are children who naturally like to play all the time. The poet himself is portrayed as a child who is always under the surveillance of his mother. The child does not want to part his mother however provocative is the situation. The attachment is so powerful! (Report) Reply

  • (8/28/2018 10:11:00 AM)


    Nice poem (Report) Reply

  • (8/24/2018 1:17:00 PM)


    Rabindranath Tagore ki poe (Report) Reply

  • (7/30/2018 10:23:00 AM)


    Very nice poem (Report) Reply

  • (7/17/2018 9:13:00 AM)


    it is really a beautiful imaginative poem and you really presented it in a beautiful way. (Report) Reply

  • Petals Azureblue (6/29/2018 8:21:00 AM)


    Amazing imagination. Nice one Rabindranath. (Report) Reply

  • Glen Kappy (6/29/2018 8:09:00 AM)


    this is a charming poem by tagore whose command of english is perfect and amazing for someone whose first language, i'm guessing, was bengali. a great human being, the originality of this poem for expressing the common bond between mother and child is terrific. the childlikeness of it, is a mark of his spirtuality and wisdom. -gk (Report) Reply

  • Lungelo S Mbuyazi (6/29/2018 6:37:00 AM)


    Nicely brought up... I like it (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (6/29/2018 6:11:00 AM)


    A great imaginative poem from a poet of note. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (6/29/2018 2:52:00 AM)


    That child has big time imagination - - all writers need to revisit their own imagination to get such colorful and vivid verse~ (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (6/29/2018 1:54:00 AM)


    My mother always wants me at home in the everything-
    how can I leave her and go? .....love and affection of mothere reflects here. It is a beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore.
    (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (6/29/2018 1:35:00 AM)


    Such a great poem by Rabindranath Tagore👍👍👍 (Report) Reply

  • (6/16/2018 9:16:00 PM)


    I think the poet was talking about his feeling toward his homeland. And I think it was lovely. (Report) Reply

  • Robert Murray Smith (6/7/2018 7:30:00 PM)


    A clever write. Enjoyed the turnovers. (Report) Reply

  • (5/31/2018 12:15:00 AM)


    Awesome (Report) Reply

  • Mahtab Bangalee (5/28/2018 3:02:00 AM)


    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.
    (Report) Reply

  • Britte Ninad (5/24/2018 3:31:00 AM)


    its to my really great mystical

    O ever best the greatest thinker love you so much for your depth words

    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?
    (Report) Reply

  • (5/19/2018 11:03:00 PM)


    I like these poems (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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