Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

Purity

Life of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowingthat thy living touch is upon all my limbs.I shall ever try to keep all untruths out..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Senses

Deliverance is not for me in renunciation.I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight.Thou ever pourest for me the fresh draught of..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Silent Steps

Have you not heard his silent steps?He comes, comes, ever comes.Every moment and every age,every day and every night he comes, comes, ever comes.Many..

© Rabindranath Tagore

The Gardener Xxxiv: Do Not Go, My Love

Do not go, my love, without askingmy leave.I have watched all night, and nowmy eyes are heavy with sleep.I fear lest I lose you when I'msleeping.Do..

© Rabindranath Tagore

The Gardener Xxvii: Trust Love

'Trust love even if it brings sorrow.Do not close up your heart.''Ah no, my friend, your words aredark, I cannot understand them.''Pleasure is frail..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Ungrateful Sorrow

At dawn shey departedMy mind tried to console me -' Everything is Maya'.Angrily I replied:'Here's this sewing box on the table,that flower-pot on the..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Lover's Gifts Iv: She Is Near To My Heart

She is near to my heart as the meadow-flower to the earth; she issweet to me as sleep is to tired limbs. My love for her is my lifeflowing in its..

© Rabindranath Tagore

On The Nature Of Love

The night is black and the forest has no end;a million people thread it in a million ways.We have trysts to keep in the darkness, but whereor with..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Sleep

In the night of wearinesslet me give myself up to sleep without struggle,resting my trust upon thee.Let me not force my flagging spirit into a poor..

© Rabindranath Tagore

She

She who ever had remained in the depth of my being,in the twilight of gleams and of glimpses;she who never opened her veils in the morning light,will..

© Rabindranath Tagore

The Gardener Xxviii: Your Questioning Eyes

Your questioning eyes are sad. Theyseek to know my meaning as the moonwould fathom the sea.I have bared my life before youreyes from end to end, with..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Innermost One

He it is, the innermost one,who awakens my being with his deep hidden touches.He it is who puts his enchantment upon these eyesand joyfully plays on..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Parting Words

When I go from hencelet this be my parting word,that what I have seen is unsurpassable.I have tasted of the hidden honey of this lotusthat expands on..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Poems On Life

Life is given to us,we earn it by giving it.Let the dead have the immortality of fame,but the living the immortality of love.Life's errors cry for..

© Rabindranath Tagore

The Gardener Lix: O Woman

O woman, you are not merely thehandiwork of God, but also of men;these are ever endowing you withbeauty from their hearts.Poets are weaving for you a..

© Rabindranath Tagore

The Journey

The morning sea of silence broke into ripples of bird songs;and the flowers were all merry by the roadside;and the wealth of gold was scattered..

© Rabindranath Tagore

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..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Twelve O'Clock

Mother, I do want to leave off my lessons now. I have been at mybook all the morning.You say it is only twelve o'clock. Suppose it isn't any..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Where Shadow Chases Light

This is my delight,thus to wait and watch at the waysidewhere shadow chases lightand the rain comes in the wake of the summer.Messengers, with..

© Rabindranath Tagore

I Cast My Net Into The Sea

In the morning I cast my net into the sea.I dragged up from the dark abyss things of strange aspect and strange beauty -- some shone like a smile..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Last Curtain Rating

I know that the day will comewhen my sight of this earth shall be lost,and life will take its leave in silence,drawing the last curtain over my..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Lover's Gifts Liv: In The Beginning Of Time

In the beginning of time, there rose from the churning of God'sdream two women. One is the dancer at the court of paradise, thedesired of men, she..

© Rabindranath Tagore

The Boat

I must launch out my boat.The languid hours pass by on theshore---Alas for me!The spring has done its flowering and taken leave.And now with the..

© Rabindranath Tagore

Patience

If thou speakest not I will fill my heart with thy silence and endure it.I will keep still and wait like the night with starry vigiland its head bent..

© Rabindranath Tagore

The Lotus

On the day when the lotus bloomed, alas, my mind was straying,and I knew it not. My basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded.Only now and..

© Rabindranath Tagore