Rabindranath Tagore Poems

Rabindranath Tagore perfectly written Ravīndranātha Ṭhākura was a Bengali Poet. who reshaped Bengali literary works and also songs, along with Indian talent with Contextual Modernism. The writer of Gitanjali and also it is “profoundly sensitive, pure and also lovely verse”, he grew to become in 1913 the initially non-European to gain the Nobel Prize in Literature. Tagore started his profession in a nutshell story—when he was just sixteen—with “Bhikharini” ( “The Beggar Woman”). Gitanjali (Bengali: গীতাঞ্জলি ) is Tagore’s most well-known number of poetry. Rabindranath Tagore writes his poetry Like Rabindranath Tagore Poems In English, Rabindranath Tagore Poems In Hindi, Rabindranath Tagore Poems In Bengali He also writes his poetry on Like Rabindranath Tagore Poems On Love, Rabindranath Tagore Poems On Nature, Rabindranath Tagore On Education etc. Rabindranath Tagore was the biggest poet of Bengal. We provide all Rabindranath Tagore Poem In Hindi and English.

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Rabindranath Tagore Poems Where The Mind Is Without Fear

Where the Mind is Without Fear’
‘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 lead forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action–
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.

Rabindranath Tagore Poems In English “Leave This”

‘Leave This’
‘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 eyes and see thy God is not before thee!
He is there where the tiller is tilling the hard ground
and where the pathmaker is breaking stones.
He is with them in sun and in shower,
and his garment is covered with dust.
Put off thy holy mantle and even like him come down on the dusty soil!

Rabindranath Tagore Poems On Love

‘Let Me Not Forget’
‘Let Me Not Forget’

If it is not my portion to meet thee in this life
then let me ever feel that I have missed thy sight
—let me not forget for a moment,
let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams
and in my wakeful hours.
As my days pass in the crowded market of this world
and my hands grow full with the daily profits,
let me ever feel that I have gained nothing
—let me not forget for a moment,
let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams
and in my wakeful hours.
When I sit by the roadside, tired and panting,
when I spread my bed low in the dust,
let me ever feel that the long journey is still before me
—let me not forget a moment,
let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams
and in my wakeful hours.
When my rooms have been decked out and the flutes sound
and the laughter there is loud,
let me ever feel that I have not invited thee to my house
—let me not forget for a moment,
let me carry the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams
and in my wakeful hours.

Rabindranath Tagore Poems On Nature “Last Curtain”
‘Last Curtain’
‘Last Curtain’

I know that the day will come
when my sight of this earth shall be lost,
and life will take its leave in silence,
drawing the last curtain over my eyes.
Yet stars will watch at night,
and morning rise as before,
and hours heave like sea waves casting up pleasures and pains.
When I think of this end of my moments,
the barrier of the moments breaks
and I see by the light of death
thy world with its careless treasures.
Rare is its lowliest seat,
rare is its meanest of lives.
Things that I longed for in vain
and things that I got
—let them pass.
Let me but truly possess
the things that I ever spurned
and overlooked.

Rabindranath Tagore Poems In English On Freedom

‘Freedom’
‘Freedom’

Freedom from fear is the freedom
I claim for you my motherland!
Freedom from the burden of the ages, bending your head,
breaking your back, blinding your eyes to the beckoning
call of the future;
Freedom from the shackles of slumber wherewith
you fasten yourself in night’s stillness,
mistrusting the star that speaks of truth’s adventurous paths;
freedom from the anarchy of destiny
whole sails are weakly yielded to the blind uncertain winds,
and the helm to a hand ever rigid and cold as death.
Freedom from the insult of dwelling in a puppet’s world,
where movements are started through brainless wires,
repeated through mindless habits,
where figures wait with patience and obedience for the
master of show,
to be stirred into a mimicry of life.

Rabindranath Tagore Poems In Hindi

होंगे कामयाब,
होंगे कामयाब,
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन
मन में है विश्वास, पूरा है विश्वास
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन।
हम चलेंगे साथ-साथ
डाल हाथों में हाथ
हम चलेंगे साथ-साथ, एक दिन
मन में है विश्वास, पूरा है विश्वास
हम चलेंगे साथ-साथ एक दिन।

Rabindranath Tagore Gitanjali

प्रेम में प्राण में गान में गंध में
प्रेम में प्राण में गान में गंध में
आलोक और पुलक में हो रह प्लावित
निखिल द्युलोक और भूलोक में
तुम्हारा अमल निर्मल अमृत बरस रहा झर-झर।

दिक-दिगंत के टूट गए आज सारे बंध
मूर्तिमान हो उठा, जाग्रत आनंद
जीवन हुआ प्राणवान, अमृत में छक कर।

कल्याण रस सरवर में चेतना मेरी
शतदल सम खिल उठी परम हर्ष से
सारा मधु अपना उसके चरणॊं में रख कर।

नीरव आलोक में, जागा हृदयांगन में,
उदारमना उषा की उदित अरुण कांति में,
अलस पड़े कोंपल का आँचल ढला, सरक कर।
– रवीन्द्रनाथ टैगोर

Rabindranath Tagore Poetry In Hindi
मेरा शीश नवा दो अपनी
मेरा शीश नवा दो अपनी
चरण-धूल के तल में।
देव! डुबा दो अहंकार सब
मेरे आँसू-जल में।
अपने को गौरव देने को
अपमानित करता अपने को,
घेर स्वयं को घूम-घूम कर
मरता हूं पल-पल में।
देव! डुबा दो अहंकार सब
मेरे आँसू-जल में।
अपने कामों में न करूं मैं
आत्म-प्रचार प्रभो;
अपनी ही इच्छा मेरे
जीवन में पूर्ण करो।
मुझको अपनी चरम शांति दो
प्राणों में वह परम कांति हो
आप खड़े हो मुझे ओट दें
हृदय-कमल के दल में।
देव! डुबा दो अहंकार सब
मेरे आँसू-जल में।

Rabindranath Tagore On Education

Sing the song of the moment
Sing the song of the moment in careless carols, in the transient light of the day;
Sing of the fleeting smiles that vanish and never look back;
Sing of the flowers that bloom and fade without regret.
Weave not in memory’s thread the days that would glide into nights.
To the guests that must go bid God-speed, and wipe away all traces of their steps.
Let the moments end in moments with their cargo of fugitive songs.

With both hands snap the fetters you made with your own heart chords;
Take to your breast with a smile what is easy and simple and near.
Today is the festival of phantoms that know not when they die.
Let your laughter flush in meaningless mirth like twinkles of light on the ripples;
Let your life lightly dance on the verge of Time like a dew on the tip of a leaf.
Strike in the chords of your harp the fitful murmurs of moments.

Rabindranath Tagore Poetry

Keep me fully glad with nothing
Keep me fully glad with nothing. Only take my hand in your hand.
In the gloom of the deepening night take up my heart and play with it as you list. Bind me close to you with nothing.
I will spread myself out at your feet and lie still. Under this clouded sky I will meet silence with silence. I will become one with the night clasping the earth in my breast.
Make my life glad with nothing.
The rains sweep the sky from end to end. Jasmines in the wet untamable wind revel in their own perfume. The cloud-hidden stars thrill in secret. Let me fill to the full my heart with nothing but my own depth of joy.

Rabindranath Tagore Gitanjali

Tulsidas
Tulsidas, the poet, was wandering, deep in thought, by the Ganges, in that lonely spot where they burn their dead.
He found a woman sitting at the feet of the corpse of her dead husband, gaily dressed as for a wedding.
She rose as she saw him, bowed to him, and said, “Permit me, Master, with your blessing, to follow my husband to heaven.”
“Why such hurry, my daughter?” asked Tulsidas. “Is not this earth also His who made heaven?”
“For heaven I do not long,” said the woman. “I want my husband.”
Tulsidas smiled and said to her, “Go back to your home, my child. Before the month is over you will find your husband.”
The woman went back with glad hope. Tulsidas came to her every day and gave her high thoughts to think, till her heart was filled to the brim with divine love.
When the month was scarcely over, her neighbours came to her, asking, “Woman, have you found your husband?”
The widow smiled and said, “I have.”
Eagerly they asked, “Where is he?”
“In my heart is my lord, one with me,” said the woman.

Poems On Nature By Rabindranath Tagore

Who are you
Who are you, reader, reading my poems an hundred years hence?
I cannot send you one single flower from this wealth of the spring, one single streak of gold from yonder clouds.
Open your doors and look abroad.

From your blossoming garden gather fragrant memories of the vanished flowers of an hundred years before.
In the joy of your heart may you feel the living joy that sang one spring morning, sending its glad voice across an hundred years.

Rabindranath Tagore Poems In English

You came to my door
You came to my door in the dawn and sang; it angered me to be awakened from sleep, and you went away unheeded.
You came in the noon and asked for water; it vexed me in my work, and you were sent away with reproaches.
You came in the evening with your flaming torches.
You seemed to me like a terror and I shut my door.
Now in the midnight I sit alone in my lampless room and call you back whom I turned away in insult.

Rabindranath Tagore Poems

Come and hire me
“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.”
He weighed his coins one by one, but I turned away.

It was evening. The garden hedge was all aflower.
The fair maid came out and said, “I will hire you with a smile.”
Her smile paled and melted into tears, and she went back alone into the dark.

The sun glistened on the sand, and the sea waves broke waywardly.
A child sat playing with shells.
He raised his head and seemed to know me, and said, “I hire you with nothing.”
From thenceforward that bargain struck in child’s play made me a free man.

Poems On Nature By Rabindranath Tagore

On the seashore of endless worlds children meet
On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.
The infinite sky is motionless overhead and the restless water is boisterous. On the seashore of endless worlds the children meet with shouts and dances.
They build their houses with sand, and they play with empty shells. With withered leaves they weave their boats and smilingly float them on the vast deep. Children have their play on the seashore of worlds.
They know not how to swim, they know not how to cast nets. Pearl-fishers dive for pearls, merchants sail in their ships, while children gather pebbles and scatter them again. They seek not for hidden treasures, they know not how to cast nets.
The sea surges up with laughter, and pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach. Death-dealing waves sing meaningless ballads to the children, even like a mother while rocking her baby’s cradle. The sea plays with children, and pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach.
On the seashore of endless worlds children meet. Tempest roams in the pathless sky, ships are wrecked in the trackless water, death is abroad and children play. On the seashore of endless worlds is the great meeting of children.