Poems Inspired by Rabindranath Tagore
#RabindranathTagore
Poems inspired by Bengali poet and writer Rabindranath Tagore. Here you'll find poetry using the style, themes or characters found in the poems and writing by Rabindranath Tagore. Along with poems about Tagore himself, including praise, criticism and memorials.
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
1st Nov 2020 10:15pm
1st Nov 2020 10:15pm
RAKTAKARABI~ BLOOD OLEANDERS: From My Congolese Times… Towards The Light Of Liberation
I am her ‘Madaame’ Of Everything
ingrained in her rarity flashing ivory smiles
to her ever red rising simmering eyeful suns
in delicate armours of tearful hanging glistens
that she unfallibly holds within the kohl
black lashes that yearns to touch
skyhigh liberating flights
Yet, mellowed down rustic
earthen tones of perseverance
she heavily bears forevermore
as weighing down destiny.. in those
simplistic mellowly beaming rays
she sprightly blooms with…
her vivacious pagne’s striking...
ingrained in her rarity flashing ivory smiles
to her ever red rising simmering eyeful suns
in delicate armours of tearful hanging glistens
that she unfallibly holds within the kohl
black lashes that yearns to touch
skyhigh liberating flights
Yet, mellowed down rustic
earthen tones of perseverance
she heavily bears forevermore
as weighing down destiny.. in those
simplistic mellowly beaming rays
she sprightly blooms with…
her vivacious pagne’s striking...
#Africa
#RabindranathTagore
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
1st Nov 2020 10:09pm
1st Nov 2020 10:09pm
~ MAUNADHARA~ The Flow Of Silence
midnight rains incessantly play
an overbrimming ‘Mega Malhar’ raga
in a fuller mojo amidst a hustle bustle
Kolkata’s day of bazaar’s booming
noisy unruliness, a whining painy
holing in ear drummy orchestrations
-those thunderous meteoritic
hitting demonic warning
hurriedness acoustical skies
& surreally firing bright
hi-watt electric lightnings
mar their so clumsily musical
yet rapidly formative flurrying
rhapsodic rhythms in an align
..as eyes look upon a sole lighted
amber~ red sodium...
an overbrimming ‘Mega Malhar’ raga
in a fuller mojo amidst a hustle bustle
Kolkata’s day of bazaar’s booming
noisy unruliness, a whining painy
holing in ear drummy orchestrations
-those thunderous meteoritic
hitting demonic warning
hurriedness acoustical skies
& surreally firing bright
hi-watt electric lightnings
mar their so clumsily musical
yet rapidly formative flurrying
rhapsodic rhythms in an align
..as eyes look upon a sole lighted
amber~ red sodium...
#love
#rain
#spiritual #RabindranathTagore
#spiritual #RabindranathTagore
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PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
29th Oct 2020 5:36am
29th Oct 2020 5:36am
Poems (The One Light)
These paper boats of mine are meant to dance
on the ripples of hours,
and not to reach any destination.'
- Rabindranath Tagore
To wherein falls the one light,
there my heart is full of Thou;
you, the one who sets me free
is the one to whom I belong and flee:
I am in her, she in I; we are the one love
boundless as sky.
The mystery is without end
but in the one light exists my true friend.
I see it afar; I play on its shores,
as ever it glints...
on the ripples of hours,
and not to reach any destination.'
- Rabindranath Tagore
To wherein falls the one light,
there my heart is full of Thou;
you, the one who sets me free
is the one to whom I belong and flee:
I am in her, she in I; we are the one love
boundless as sky.
The mystery is without end
but in the one light exists my true friend.
I see it afar; I play on its shores,
as ever it glints...
#love
#spiritual
#RabindranathTagore
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10 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
29th Oct 2020 2:48am
29th Oct 2020 2:48am
The Greatest Love Poem Never Published
She was a thing of extraordinary beauty,
So you can imagine my surprise when she spoke to me,
We spent several hours in deep conversation,
Until we had to go our separate ways.
I spent the next couple of nights unable to sleep,
That is until I penned the most wonderful verse,
And upon realizing what I had written,
I knew I had to share it with my mentor.
At four in the morning I rushed to his home,
Banged on his door so loud I woke up the neighborhood,
I was a young man in love and in possession
Of the...
So you can imagine my surprise when she spoke to me,
We spent several hours in deep conversation,
Until we had to go our separate ways.
I spent the next couple of nights unable to sleep,
That is until I penned the most wonderful verse,
And upon realizing what I had written,
I knew I had to share it with my mentor.
At four in the morning I rushed to his home,
Banged on his door so loud I woke up the neighborhood,
I was a young man in love and in possession
Of the...
#love
#WritingPoetry
#RabindranathTagore
617 reads
16 Comments
nomoth
Poem Published
27th Oct 2020 9:56pm
27th Oct 2020 9:56pm
Jayne and James
With the hand of my anger,
a fist of dolomite to the moonlight,
I forced this prescient night to bruise the floor
and turn up the corners of its sheet.
Where a life lay unbeholden to the laws of my eyes,
my radio and scent. A ley of dark beehives with black honey
dripping. Glistening under the thunder, the birthday parties
in which I didn't cry; for when I pulled back my hand,
would I, could I ever not give away their secret.
So I had them make for the morning
a mirror from the skin of a snake,
from which it...
a fist of dolomite to the moonlight,
I forced this prescient night to bruise the floor
and turn up the corners of its sheet.
Where a life lay unbeholden to the laws of my eyes,
my radio and scent. A ley of dark beehives with black honey
dripping. Glistening under the thunder, the birthday parties
in which I didn't cry; for when I pulled back my hand,
would I, could I ever not give away their secret.
So I had them make for the morning
a mirror from the skin of a snake,
from which it...
#grief
#dark
#heaven
#emptiness
#RabindranathTagore
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slipalong
Poem Published
21st Oct 2020 6:51pm
21st Oct 2020 6:51pm
In hurriedness and clamour
A sculptor.? Make such pale cool limbs
with beauty and such curves endowed.
Could I pause, in hurried clamour
whereby pray to likeness.
Shallowness to skin and spirit warm its core
a mortal cloud, plucked from the dawn.
In supplication knelt before; I knew.
by whatever, the everyday and commonplace,
to blink and rub the eyes.
Find and hold the Buddha's countenance.
Transcendental ingot borne.
Heart still beat the pulse.
Handed, gifted on the thunders clap,
refreshed in quietness.
The pool beneath the...
with beauty and such curves endowed.
Could I pause, in hurried clamour
whereby pray to likeness.
Shallowness to skin and spirit warm its core
a mortal cloud, plucked from the dawn.
In supplication knelt before; I knew.
by whatever, the everyday and commonplace,
to blink and rub the eyes.
Find and hold the Buddha's countenance.
Transcendental ingot borne.
Heart still beat the pulse.
Handed, gifted on the thunders clap,
refreshed in quietness.
The pool beneath the...
#ILoveYou
#RabindranathTagore
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Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
12th Oct 2020 00:17am
12th Oct 2020 00:17am
Gitanjali *
( After Rabindranath Tagore )
For the life is in the blood.**
From an early age, I'd an aversion to blood-
pooling plates from the rarity of steaks;
tinged lips bathing in the carmine river
of conquered meat between teeth
By teenage years, I understood blood;
it struck chords within my solar plexus—
a many-pointed star of immense knowledge
resonating amid a lost recollection of Love
Nothing ever dies: it survives in crawlspaces
of life, beneath...
For the life is in the blood.**
From an early age, I'd an aversion to blood-
pooling plates from the rarity of steaks;
tinged lips bathing in the carmine river
of conquered meat between teeth
By teenage years, I understood blood;
it struck chords within my solar plexus—
a many-pointed star of immense knowledge
resonating amid a lost recollection of Love
Nothing ever dies: it survives in crawlspaces
of life, beneath...
#love
#spiritual
#humankind
#historical
#RabindranathTagore
640 reads
18 Comments
anvinvil
Anvillan
Anvillan
Poem Published
7th Oct 2020 1:59am
7th Oct 2020 1:59am
Freedom...
The absence of the anxiety of the unknown is what I wish for all my people and the loss of the ponderous weight of uncertainty of things to come.
Let false dreams in the nighttime of future realities and potentials be ignored.
May the curse of eternity pass us by.
Stay the course though the way be hard and the end be infinity
Vanquish the journey charted by fate, fixed and prescribed.
I wish for a world of individuals without constraints, free to be themselves, outside of what may be acceptable to some cosmic force from the sky
Let false dreams in the nighttime of future realities and potentials be ignored.
May the curse of eternity pass us by.
Stay the course though the way be hard and the end be infinity
Vanquish the journey charted by fate, fixed and prescribed.
I wish for a world of individuals without constraints, free to be themselves, outside of what may be acceptable to some cosmic force from the sky
#RabindranathTagore
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anvinvil
Anvillan
Anvillan
Poem Published
6th Oct 2020 12:13pm
6th Oct 2020 12:13pm
Regret...
A beautiful call from deep in your soul, I listened but did not hear.
My anger rose at your simple requests and you left with an ache in your heart.
When your love burned to bright I hid in fear of being blinded.
Now, I sit alone in the dark in painful regret for what might have been.
My anger rose at your simple requests and you left with an ache in your heart.
When your love burned to bright I hid in fear of being blinded.
Now, I sit alone in the dark in painful regret for what might have been.
#RabindranathTagore
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