Rabindranath Tagore

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

Rabindranath Tagore Poems

41. Sail Away 1/1/2004
42. Lover's Gifts Lviii: Things Throng And Laugh 1/1/2004
43. Poems On Love 3/23/2010
44. The Gardener Lxiv: I Spent My Day 1/1/2004
45. Salutation 1/1/2004
46. My Dependence 3/23/2010
47. The Golden Boat 3/23/2010
48. Lover's Gifts Xix: It Is Written In The Book 1/1/2004
49. The Gardener Lvii: I Plucked Your Flower 1/1/2004
50. I Cast My Net Into The Sea 3/23/2010
51. The Gardener Lv: It Was Mid-Day 1/1/2004
52. The Gardener Xliii: No, My Friends 1/1/2004
53. The Gardener Xiv: I Was Walking By The Road 1/1/2004
54. Sleep-Stealer 1/1/2004
55. The Merchant 3/23/2010
56. The Gardener Xlviii: Free Me 1/1/2004
57. The Gardener Xlvi: You Left Me 1/1/2004
58. Lover's Gifts Lxx: Take Back Your Coins 1/1/2004
59. Lover's Gifts Xl: A Message Came 1/1/2004
60. The Gardener Iv: Ah Me 1/1/2004
61. The Source 1/1/2004
62. The Gardener Lxxxiii: She Dwelt On The Hillside 1/1/2004
63. Sit Smiling 1/1/2004
64. Lord Of My Life 3/23/2010
65. The Gardener Xi: Come As You Are 1/1/2004
66. The Gardener Ix: When I Go Alone At Night 1/1/2004
67. Lover's Gifts Xiii: Last Night In The Garden 1/1/2004
68. The Tame Bird Was In A Cage 3/23/2010
69. The Further Bank 1/1/2004
70. The Wicked Postman 1/1/2004
71. Lover's Gifts Xvi: She Dwelt Here By The Pool 1/1/2004
72. Lover's Gifts Xliii: Dying, You Have Left Behind 1/1/2004
73. The Gardener Xl: An Unbelieving Smile 1/1/2004
74. The Gardener Xxxviii: My Love, Once Upon A Time 1/1/2004
75. Lover's Gifts Xxxix: There Is A Looker-On 1/1/2004
76. Poems On Life 3/23/2010
77. Untimely Leave 1/1/2004
78. On The Nature Of Love 3/23/2010
79. Lover's Gifts Xliv: Where Is Heaven 1/1/2004
80. The Gardener Xiii: I Asked Nothing 1/1/2004
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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Little Of Me

Let only that little be left of me
whereby I may name thee my all.

Let only that little be left of my will
whereby I may feel thee on every side,
and come to thee in everything,
and offer to thee my love every moment.

Let only that little be left of me

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