Rabindranath Tagore
Rabindranath Tagore
Rabindranath Tagore FRAS, also written Ravīndranātha Thākura, sobriquet Gurudev, was a Bengali polymath who reshaped Bengali literature and music, as well as Indian art with Contextual Modernism in the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Author of Gitanjali and its "profoundly sensitive, fresh and beautiful verse", he became the first non-European to win the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1913. In translation his poetry was viewed as spiritual and mercurial; however, his "elegant prose and magical poetry" remain largely unknown...
NationalityIndian
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth7 May 1861
CityKolkata, India
CountryIndia
Please is frail like a dewdrop, while it laughs it dies. But sorrow is strong and abiding. Let sorrowful love wake in your eyes.
Faith is a bird that can see the light when it is dawn and starts singing in the dark.
Other animals ran only when they had a reason, but the horse would run for no reason whatever, as if to run out of his own skin
The child ever dwells in the mystery of ageless time,unobscured by the dust of history.
Perhaps the crescent moon smiles in doubt at being told that it is a fragment awaiting perfection.
Yes, all my illusions will burn into illumination of joy, and all my desires ripen into fruits of love.
Oh, grant me my prayer, that I may never lose the touch of the one in the play of the many.
Someone spilled the ink on the canvas. Now boasts: "I painted the night".
In the world's audience hall, the simple blade of grass sits on the same carpet with the sunbeams, and the stars of midnight.
The first flower that blossomed on this earth was an invitation to an unborn song.
O Woman, you are not merely the handiwork of God, but also of men; these are ever endowing you with beauty from their own hearts ... You are one-half woman and one-half dream.
That which oppresses me, is it my soul trying to come out in the open, or the soul of the world knocking at my heart for entrance?
Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life.
The danger inherent in all force grows stronger when it is likely to gain success, for then it becomes temptation.