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Rabindranath Tagore
Endless Time - Poem by Rabindranath Tagore
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.
There is none to count thy minutes.
Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers.
Thou knowest how to wait.
Thy centuries follow each other perfecting a small wild flower.
We have no time to lose,
and having no time we must scramble for a chance.
We are too poor to be late.
And thus it is that time goes by
while I give it to every querulous man who claims it,
and thine altar is empty of all offerings to the last.
At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate be shut;
but I find that yet there is time.
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We have no time to loose. We are too poor to be late (Report) Reply
This poem is mind blowing
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Matureed poem means are good and Godlike (Report) Reply
Very nice and best poem I liked this .. (Report) Reply
wow superb and great introspection of time by the ever greatest POET (Report) Reply
Beautiful poem elegantly brought forth with spiritual insight. (Report) Reply
this amazin poem shows the fear of seath as it seeks us out while the clock silently but inexorably, ticks and
tocks and destroys us wuietly and without mercy. (Report) Reply
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.
There is none to count thy minutes. Nice work (Report) Reply
A great poem from the master's pen! ....Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers..... It's my great pleasure to read it (Report) Reply
It is not a imaginary poem. It is a real poem (Report) Reply
Really this poem is so difficult and this is similarly our life..... The poem is so imaginary. (Report) Reply
It is true that we have no time.Hence it is called time is money. (Report) Reply
Profound poem and a master stroke by a brilliant poet. We seldom thing to use the time judiciously. (Report) Reply
Awesome comment.......
Excellent poem. The time is more valuable. But we can't use proper time. I love this poet. Heartiest regards this poet. (Report) Reply
............a wonderful poem, and excellent theme ★ (Report) Reply
Yes God welcomes man at whatever time he approaches Him. So, it is never too late to turn to God. The only factor that counts is that we should have the desire to do so. (Report) Reply
Gurudev Tagore's famous poem narrates about the time and its limitations but the infinity of time in the hands of the all powerful lord whose blessings the time allotted and cycle of births and deaths goes on. Every second of time is precious and man's destiny is to live using the very precious time with values and innerawakening. (Report) Reply
Time is the very precious thing in this life and we human beings are to be make ourselves the limitation of time that has given to us by the divine grace though we cannot understand or read the exactness of longevity of life. But at the sametime we are bound to live at every moment having self conscious about the time and Ravindra Natha Tagore's famous poem is so much interested to read and understand. The holistic approach to time and world situation is a good thing for leading a life of perfection accepting all positive qualities indeed. (Report) Reply