Rabindranath Tagore

Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
Rabindranath Tagore
Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
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I Am Restless

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I am restless. I am athirst for far-away things.
My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance.
O Great Beyond, O the keen call of thy flute!
I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore.

I am eager and wakeful, I am a stranger in a strange land.
Thy breath comes to me whispering an impossible hope.
Thy tongue is known to my heart as its very own.
O Far-to-seek, O the keen call of thy flute!
I forget, I ever forget, that I know not the way, that I have not the winged horse.

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Dr Antony Theodore 09 January 2019

the Great Tagore, the pride of India....... like his simple style. tony

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Anil Kumar Panda 09 January 2019

A great poem by a great poet. A longing to fly free. Loved it.

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I forget, I ever forget, that I have no wings to fly, that I am bound in this spot evermore.This being the case with every human being Thy breath comes to me whispering an impossible hope superb

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Mahtab Bangalee 09 January 2019

wow wonderful and absolute utterance of self inside seeker//I am eager and wakeful, I am a stranger...I am a wanderer in my heart// great poem

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Adrian Flett 09 January 2019

'O Farthest end, O the keen call of thy flute! ' The ever seeking nature of the poet to delve deeper and further in search of knowledge and wisdom.

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Nudershada Cabanes 09 January 2019

The thist, the longing, the yearning of the soul.

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Douglas Scotney 09 January 2019

can't quite grasp why 'evermore'.

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Glen Kappy 09 January 2019

as i write i'm still mulling on the last sentence. but on the whole i relate to this expression of yearning. i especially resonate with the sentence, thy tongue is known to my heart as its very own. the heart, seat of the spirit, hears God, the divine. and on our own we cannot find this spirit that is God, but grace can lead us. and we have these words of comfort for us who long, the one who seeks finds. -gk

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TacoCat122 09 January 2019

i dont understand it: /

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Edward Kofi Louis 09 January 2019

Out in a Longing! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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