Rabindranath Tagore

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

Rabindranath Tagore Poems

1. This Dog 5/27/2015
2. Stray Birds 81 - 90 3/23/2010
3. The Gardener Lxxix: I Often Wonder 3/29/2010
4. Stray Birds 51 - 60 3/23/2010
5. Stray Birds 71 - 80 3/23/2010
6. Stray Birds 81 - 90 3/23/2010
7. The Gardener Xxix: Speak To Me My Love 3/29/2010
8. Stray Birds 11- 20 3/23/2010
9. Maran-Milan (Death-Wedding) 3/23/2010
10. Stray Birds 91 - 99 3/23/2010
11. Stray Birds 61 - 70 3/23/2010
12. Stray Birds 21- 30 3/23/2010
13. Stray Birds 41 - 50 3/23/2010
14. The Gardener Xlii: O Mad, Superbly Drunk 1/1/2004
15. Stray Birds 1 - 10 3/23/2010
16. My Dependence 3/23/2010
17. When The Two Sisters Go To Fetch Water 3/23/2010
18. I Found A Few Old Letters 3/23/2010
19. Unyielding 3/29/2010
20. The Gardener Li: Then Finish The Last Song 1/1/2004
21. The Gardener Xxi: Why Did He Choose 1/1/2004
22. The Gardener Xxii: When She Passed By Me 1/1/2004
23. The Gardener X: Let Your Work Be, Bride 1/1/2004
24. The Gardener Lxix: I Hunt For The Golden Stag 1/1/2004
25. We Are To Play The Game Of Death 3/23/2010
26. The Golden Boat 3/23/2010
27. The Gardener Xlv: To The Guests 1/1/2004
28. I Cast My Net Into The Sea 3/23/2010
29. The Gardener Xvi: Hands Cling To Eyes 1/1/2004
30. The Gardener Xliv: Reverend Sir, Forgive 1/1/2004
31. The Gardener Lxxvi: The Fair Was On 1/1/2004
32. The Gardener Lxxv: At Midnight 1/1/2004
33. Sail Away 1/1/2004
34. The Gardener Lxiv: I Spent My Day 1/1/2004
35. Poems On Man 3/23/2010
36. Salutation 1/1/2004
37. Poems On Beauty 3/23/2010
38. The Gardener Xxvi: What Comes From Your Willing Hands 1/1/2004
39. The Gardener Lvii: I Plucked Your Flower 1/1/2004
40. Poems On Time 3/23/2010
Best Poem of Rabindranath Tagore

Where The Mind Is Without Fear

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high
Where knowledge is free
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments
By narrow domestic walls
Where words come out from the depth of truth
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way
Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit
Where the mind is led forward by thee
Into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake

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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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