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").
My Song
This song of mine will wind its music around you, my child, likethe fond arms of love.This song of mine will touch your forehead like a kiss..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Lover's Gifts Xxviii: I Dreamt
I dreamt that she sat by my head, tenderly ruffling my hair withher fingers, playing the melody of her touch. I looked at her faceand struggled with..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Free Love
By all means they try to hold me secure who love me in this world.But it is otherwise with thy love which is greater than theirs,and thou keepest me..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Maya
That I should make much of myself and turn it on all sides,thus casting colored shadows on thy radiance---such is thy Maya.Thou settest a barrier in..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Lamp Of Love
Light, oh where is the light?Kindle it with the burning fire of desire!There is the lamp but never a flicker of a flame--is such thy fate, my..
© Rabindranath Tagore
On The Seashore
On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.The infinite sky is motionless overhead and the restless water is boisterous. On the seashore of..
© Rabindranath Tagore
The Gardener Lxi: Peace, My Heart
Peace, my heart, let the time forthe parting be sweet.Let it not be a death but completeness.Let love melt into memory and paininto songs.Let the..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Lost Time
On many an idle day have I grieved over lost time.But it is never lost, my lord.Thou hast taken every moment of my life in thine own hands.Hidden in..
© Rabindranath Tagore
The Gift
I want to give you something, my child, for we are drifting in thestream of the world.Our lives will be carried apart, and our love forgotten.But I..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Light
Light, my light, the world-filling light,the eye-kissing light,heart-sweetening light!Ah, the light dances, my darling, at the center of my life;the..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Playthings
Child, how happy you are sitting in the dust, playing with a broken twig all the morning.I smile at your play with that little bit of a broken twig.I..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Lost Star
When the creation was new and all the stars shone in their firstsplendor, the gods held their assembly in the sky and sang`Oh, the picture of..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Broken Song
Kasinath the new young singer fills the hall with sound:The seven notes dance in his throat like seven tame birds.His voice is a sharp sword slicing..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Krishnakali
In the village they call her the dark girlbut to me she is the flower KrishnakaliOn a cloudy day in a fieldI saw the dark girl's dark..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Leave This
Leave this chanting and singing and telling of beads!Whom dost thou worship in this lonely dark corner of a temple with doors all shut?Open thine..
© Rabindranath Tagore
The Banyan Tree
O you shaggy-headed banyan tree standing on the bank of the pond,have you forgotten the little chile, like the birds that havenested in your branches..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Let Me Not Forget
If it is not my portion to meet thee in this lifethen let me ever feel that I have missed thy sight---let me not forget for a moment,let me carry the..
© Rabindranath Tagore
When Day Is Done
If the day is done,if birds sing no more,if the wind has flagged tired,then draw the veil of darkness thick upon me,even as thou hast wrapt the earth..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Hard Times
Music is silenced, the dark descending slowlyHas stripped unending skies of all companions.Weariness grips your limbs and within the locked..
© Rabindranath Tagore
I Am Restless
I am restless. I am athirst for far-away things.My soul goes out in a longing to touch the skirt of the dim distance.O Great Beyond, O the keen call..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Little Flute
Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frailvessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.This little..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Brahmā, VişņU, ŚIva
I THE DARKIn a worldless timeless lightless great emptinessFour-faced Brahma broods.nasad asin, no sad asit tadanim;nasid raja no vioma paro yat.kim..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Stream Of Life
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and dayruns through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.It is the same life that..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Fool
O Fool, try to carry thyself upon thy own shoulders!O beggar, to come beg at thy own door!Leave all thy burdens on his hands who can bear all,and..
© Rabindranath Tagore
Fireflies
My fancies are fireflies, —Specks of living lighttwinkling in the dark.The voice of wayside pansies,that do not attract the careless glance,murmurs..
© Rabindranath Tagore