Rabindranath Tagore

Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
Rabindranath Tagore
Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
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Dungeon

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He whom I enclose with my name is weeping in this dungeon.
I am ever busy building this wall all around; and as this wall goes up into
the sky day by day I lose sight of my true being in its dark shadow.

I take pride in this great wall, and I plaster it with dust and sand
lest a least hole should be left in this name;
and for all the care I take I lose sight of my true being.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Suryendu Chaudhury 09 October 2020

The poet here speaks of the vain effforts we make to immortalize our names through mundane efforts and hence the more we take pride in it, we lose our introspective vision.

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Ula Step 26 October 2013

love this poem of Tagore, so beautifully expressed we are lost and don't know who we are if we don't have god in our hearts

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D. S. 12 April 2013

One of the most beautiful poems I've ever read.

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