The Kiss Poem by Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India

The Kiss

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Lips' language to lips' ears.
Two drinking each other's heart, it seems.
Two roving loves who have left home,
pilgrims to the confluence of lips.
Two waves rise by the law of love
to break and die on two sets of lips.
Two wild desires craving each other
meet at last at the body's limits.
Love's writing a song in dainty letters,
layers of kiss-calligraphy on lips.
Plucking flowers from two sets of lips
perhaps to thread them into a chain later.
This sweet union of lips
is the red marriage-bed of a pair of smiles.

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Add a comment. tereeh hount gulab ke phool ke do pankh deeyaan hain..... ........a.a.a.

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Jagruti 16 April 2018

Can I get the name of the original Bengali poem please. Thank you

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Rajesh Thankappan 29 November 2015

A wonderful poem indeed.

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* Sunprincess * 30 March 2014

.......a beautiful kiss poem...enjoyed..

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Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore

Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India
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