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A hundred years henceWho it isWith such curiosityReads my poemsA hundred years hence!Shall I be able to send youAn iota of joy of this fresh spring morningThe flower that blooms todayThe songs that the birds singThe glow of today’s setting…
I had once gone to UjjainiOn the banks of the river ShipraFar far away in that land of dreamsTo seek the first love of my former life.She had lodhra* powder on her faceA lotus she playfully held in her handShe…
Fruit-GatheringBy Rabindranath TagoreTranslated from Bengali to English by the author1916redacted by Chetan K Jain, BharatLiterature IIMy life when young was like a flower–a flower that loosens a petal or two from her abundance and never feels the loss when the…
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…
IBid me and I shall gather my fruits to bring them in full baskets into your courtyard, though some are lost and some not ripe.For the season grows heavy with its fulness, and there is a plaintive shepherd’s pipe in…
Thy nature is to forget thyself; but we remember thee.Thou shinest in self-concealment revealed by our love.Thou lendest light from thine own soul to those that are obscure.Thou seekest neither love nor fame; Love discovers thee.
Age after age, hast Thou, O Lord, sent Thy messengers into this pitiless world, who have left their word: ‘Forgive all. Love all. Cleanse your hearts from the blood-red stains of hatred.’Adorable are they, ever to be remembered; yet from…
From his eternal seat Christ comes down to this earth, where, ages ago, in the bitter cup of death He poured his deathless life for those who came to the call and those who remained away.He looks about Him, and…
Can you hear the sounds of the journey of time?Its chariot always in a flightRaises heartbeats in the skiesAnd birth-pangs of starsIn the darkness of spaceCrushed by its wheels.My friend!I have been caught in the netCast by that flying timeIt…
She is our own, the darling of our hearts, Santiniketan.Our dreams are rocked in her arms.Her face is a fresh wonder of love every time we see her, for she is our own, the darling of our hearts.In the shadows…