Rabindranath Tagore

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

Rabindranath Tagore Poems

201. Beggarly Heart 1/1/2004
202. Brink Of Eternity 1/1/2004
203. Defamation 1/1/2004
204. Baby's Way 1/1/2004
205. Give Me Strength 1/1/2004
206. Farewell 1/1/2004
207. Flower 1/1/2004
208. Chain Of Pearls 1/1/2004
209. Colored Toys 1/1/2004
210. Baby's World 1/1/2004
211. Face To Face 1/1/2004
212. Closed Path 1/1/2004
213. Endless Time 1/1/2004
214. A Moments Indulgence 1/1/2004
215. Clouds And Waves 1/1/2004

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Best Poem of Rabindranath Tagore

Closed Path

I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,---that the path before me was closed,
that provisions were exhausted
and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity.

But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart;
and where the old tracks are lost,
new country is revealed with its wonders.

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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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