Rabindranath Tagore

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

Rabindranath Tagore Poems

161. The Gardener Xl: An Unbelieving Smile 1/1/2004
162. The Gardener Xlii: O Mad, Superbly Drunk 1/1/2004
163. The Gardener Xliii: No, My Friends 1/1/2004
164. The Gardener Xliv: Reverend Sir, Forgive 1/1/2004
165. The Gardener Xlv: To The Guests 1/1/2004
166. The Gardener Xlvi: You Left Me 1/1/2004
167. The Gardener Xlviii: Free Me 1/1/2004
168. The Gardener Xvi: Hands Cling To Eyes 1/1/2004
169. The Gardener Xviii: When Two Sisters 1/1/2004
170. The Gardener Xx: Day After Day He Comes 1/1/2004
171. The Gardener Xxi: Why Did He Choose 1/1/2004
172. The Gardener Xxii: When She Passed By Me 1/1/2004
173. The Gardener Xxiv: Do Not Keep To Yourself 1/1/2004
174. The Gardener Xxix: Speak To Me My Love 3/29/2010
175. The Gardener Xxvi: What Comes From Your Willing Hands 1/1/2004
176. The Gardener Xxvii: Trust Love 1/1/2004
177. The Gardener Xxviii: Your Questioning Eyes 1/1/2004
178. The Gardener Xxxiv: Do Not Go, My Love 1/1/2004
179. The Gardener Xxxviii: My Love, Once Upon A Time 1/1/2004
180. The Gift 1/1/2004
181. The Golden Boat 3/23/2010
182. The Hero 1/1/2004
183. The Home 1/1/2004
184. The Journey 1/1/2004
185. The Judge 1/1/2004
186. The Kiss 3/23/2010
187. The Land Of The Exile 1/1/2004
188. The Last Bargain 1/1/2004
189. The Little Big Man 1/1/2004
190. The Lotus 1/1/2004
191. The Merchant 3/23/2010
192. The Rainy Day 1/1/2004
193. The Recall 1/1/2004
194. The Sailor 1/1/2004
195. The Source 1/1/2004
196. The Sun Of The First Day 3/23/2010
197. The Tame Bird Was In A Cage 3/23/2010
198. The Unheeded Pageant 1/1/2004
199. The Wicked Postman 1/1/2004
200. This Dog 5/27/2015
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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The Last Bargain

"Come and hire me," I cried, while in the morning I was walking on the stone-paved road.
Sword in hand, the King came in his chariot.
He held my hand and said, "I will hire you with my power."
But his power counted for nought, and he went away in his chariot.

In the heat of the midday the houses stood with shut doors.
I wandered along the crooked lane.
An old man came out with his bag of gold.
He pondered and said, "I will hire you with my money."

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