Sant Tukaram

(1608 - 1650 / Dehu, Pune / India)

Sant Tukaram Poems

1. If Men 5/2/2012
2. Argue No More About It 5/2/2012
3. The Chief Of The Yadavas 5/2/2012
4. Where Does One Begin With You? 5/2/2012
5. In Me Thou Livest 5/2/2012
6. I Speak Yet Am I Silent 5/2/2012
7. If Only You Would 5/2/2012
8. Children Dressed In Tatters 5/2/2012
9. Mother God 5/2/2012
10. How Could A Lover Fall? 5/2/2012
11. Name Of God 5/2/2012
12. When I Lose Myself 5/2/2012
13. Alone At Your Feet 5/2/2012
14. To Arrange Words 5/2/2012
15. First He Looked Confused 5/2/2012
16. The Price? 4/6/2010
17. All Blest Are They 4/6/2010
18. Can Water Drink Itself? 5/2/2012
19. All Men To Me Are God-Like Gods! 4/6/2010
20. Smaller Than The Smallest Atom 4/6/2010
21. None See Me Off 4/6/2010
22. Thou Art More Kind Than Mother Dear 4/6/2010
23. Abhangs (A Short Collection) 1/1/2004

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  • shravani (1/30/2018 7:58:00 AM)

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  • Ravikiran Arakkal (2/8/2008 5:54:00 AM)

    he was one of the most devotional poets of inda, no praise is adequate for his devotion, lyrics, the tunes of which really brings out the gods to real perception, so great is his rendering.

Best Poem of Sant Tukaram

Abhangs (A Short Collection)

I was sleeping when Namdeo and Vitthal Stepped into my dream.
'Your job is to make poems. Stop wasting time,' Namdeo said.
Vitthal gave me the measure and gently aroused me from a dream inside a dream.
Namdeo vowed to write one billion poems.
'Tuka, all the unwritten ones are your responsibility.'

To repeat Your name is to string pearls together.
The pleasure in your manifested form is always new.
I have ceased to desire the unembodied God.
Your worshippers do not seek liberation.
With You, it is still possible to give and to receive.
What use is ...

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All Blest Are They

All blest are they whose heart with pity grows.
Who left Vaikuntha.their home,to serve mankind;
Who slight their person's needs ( it is not myth)
Whose hearts are broad ; Whose lips with honey flow .

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