Author: Rabindranath Tagore

Hands cling to hands and eyes linger On eyes: thus begins the record of our Hearts. It is the moonlit […]

O you shaggy-headed banyan tree standing on the bank of the pond, Have you forgotten the little chile, like the […]

Tired of waiting, you burst your bonds, impatient flowers, before The winter had gone. Glimpses of the unseen comer reached […]

Ah, these jasmines, these white jasmines! I seem to remember the first day when I filled my hands with These […]

Things throng and laugh loud in the sky; the sands and dust dance And whirl like children. Man’s mind is […]

The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day Runs through the world and dances in […]

I long to go over there to the further bank of the river. Where those boats are tied to the […]

In one salutation to thee, my God, Let all my senses spread out and touch this world at thy feet. […]

The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long. I came out on the chariot […]

Are you a mere picture, and not as true as those stars, true as This dust? They throb with the […]