Rabindranath Tagore

[Gurudev] (7 May 1861 – 7 August 1941 / Calcutta (Kolkata), Bengal Presidency / British India)

Comments about Rabindranath Tagore

  • Giftson (9/23/2018 12:04:00 AM)

    I need a justification for this poem

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  • Sarve sh (9/18/2018 4:08:00 AM)

    Very nice beta

  • IBRAHIM KHAN (9/16/2018 11:13:00 AM)

    Rabindarnath tagore is my roll model

  • Chandu (9/11/2018 8:06:00 PM)

    Your poems is super your poems rare opportunity to all but only few members are received

  • Heta Darji (9/9/2018 9:22:00 AM)

    An english poem

  • OMMS78 (9/3/2018 1:05:00 PM)

    Hi, Im searching a Tagore`s poem, that speaks about the every day we have a blank page. I know the poem in spanish but I would like to have in English. This is a piece translates in google:

    YOUR LIFE IS A BLANK PAGE

    You have already written many pages in your book;
    some are sad and others are happy;
    some are clean and clear,

    I wait some help with it.

    Thanks.

  • Shrikant (9/3/2018 8:20:00 AM)

    Nice.......... .

  • mayank (8/28/2018 4:46:00 AM)

    Rabindranath tagore is my favouraite poet

  • N MOHAMMED SUFIYAN (8/27/2018 9:33:00 AM)

    RABINDRANATH TAGOTE POEM

  • S. Ades (8/25/2018 11:12:00 AM)

    I would like to know if the following poem has been written by Tagore or by Gandhi: God, if you give the fortune, do not take my happiness. If you give the force, do not take from me the power of reasoning.
    If you give me the success, do not take my humility.
    If you give me humility, do not take my dignity.
    God; hellp me to see the other side of things.

    And so on......

Best Poem of Rabindranath Tagore

Clouds And Waves

Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me-
"We play from the time we wake till the day ends.
We play with the golden dawn, we play with the silver moon."
I ask, "But how am I to get up to you ?"
They answer, "Come to the edge of the earth, lift up your
hands to the sky, and you will be taken up into the clouds."
"My mother is waiting for me at home, "I say, "How can I leave
her and come?"
Then they smile and float away.
But I know a nicer game than that, mother.
I shall be the cloud and you the moon.
I shall ...

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Journey Home

The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.

I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my
voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.

It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself,
and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.

The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own,

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