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Rabindranath Tagore

Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
Rabindranath Tagore
Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
Thursday, January 1, 2004

Defamation

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Whey are those tears in your eyes, my child?
How horrid of them to be always scolding you for nothing!
You have stained your fingers and face with ink while writing-
is that why they call you dirty?
O, fie! Would they dare to call the full moon dirty because
it has smudged its face with ink?
For every little trifle they blame you, my child. They are
ready to find fault for nothing.
You tore your clothes while playing-is that why they call you
untidy?
O, fie! What would they call an autumn morning that smiles
through its ragged clouds?
Take no heed of what they say to you, my child.
They make a long list of your misdeeds.
Everybody knows how you love sweet things-is that why they
call you greedy?
O, fie! What then would they call us who love you?
Rabindranath Tagore
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COMMENTS
Sayeed Abubakar 11 December 2020
" Whey are those tears in your eyes, my child? " Is it a correct line?
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Dr Antony Theodore 11 December 2020
Whey are those tears in your eyes, my child? How horrid of them to be always scolding you for nothing! You have stained your fingers and face with ink while writing- is that why they call you dirty? full of feelings for the poor. tony
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Edward Kofi Louis 11 December 2020
Finding fault for nothing! ! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Ratnakar Mandlik 11 December 2020
Great poem pinpointing the general tendency of society, in general, to criticize others and defame for trifle reasons. A great classic indeed penned by a master spirit.
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Alone Whatever 11 December 2020
Loneliness and loving someone if u love someone tell them and if u are not able to don’t be mean
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Kenneth Maswabi 11 December 2020
How beautiful....it's an amazing poem that fully occupies the summit of poetry. Thanks for sharing.
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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 11 December 2020
O, fie! What would they call an autumn morning that smiles through its ragged clouds? Take no heed of what they say to you, my child. They make a long list of your misdeeds. A fine poem, so touching.
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Mahtab Bangalee 11 December 2020
You tore your clothes while playing-is that why they call you untidy? O, fie! What would they call an autumn morning that smiles through its ragged clouds? /// defamation comes when we defame others, when we give others the opportunity to defame, when our any activity gives other to defame us; if any person does righteous doing then no defamation shoulders on usually/// greatly written~ that's my understanding
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esther chopra 12 October 2020
can you explain the poem?
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Ratnakar Mandlik 06 April 2019
An out standing sublimation of trifle acts of a child with their comparison with nature's marvels and their presentation.
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