Rabindranath Tagore

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

Rabindranath Tagore Poems

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

A Moments Indulgence

I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.

Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite,
and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of toil.

Today the summer has come at my window with its sighs and murmurs; and
the bees are plying their minstrelsy at the court of the flowering grove.

Now it is time to sit quite, face to face with thee, and to sing
dedication of life in this silent and overflowing leisure.

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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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