Childhood Memories by Preethi Saravanakumar
Backyard; Sweet memories unbarred. I find Pure white flowers enshrined DivineChildhood days, now resign. Copyright ©: Preethi Saravanakumar ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. Poems by topic and subject. Poetry Monster — the ultimate repository of world poetry. Poetry Monster — the multilingual library of poetic works. Here […]
Betrayal by Priyanka Dutt
Do you look back To that time When we first met? There we were 2 people Lost in the crowd Looking here and there Till something clicked And u were suddenly my friend We spoke, we laughed Our togetherness was the talk of the town And with the changing colours of the seasons Our bond […]
Anguish of Fate by Pierre Reverdy
Anguish of Fate by Pierre Reverdy I ask the open door on the white wall I ask the roof And the field sloping behind the house A hand enfolds the earth in its fingers and tosses it to changing hues of a sky which is here the russet of a hare All the other animals […]
Abyss by Pierre Reverdy
Abyss by Pierre Reverdy I was ready for all that might happen Head lowered Feet touching my head And everything that moved in the corner Against the wall Opposite me and beside me The mirror as it faded had begun to tremble There was a light Long ago and the face that I see Midnight […]
A Saturday Sunrise by Philo Ikonya
Menu+ Home 100 Poetry Monster Poets Directory Best Love Poems Free Poetry Quotes Publish your Poems an old church spire pierces the quiet morning. Industrial smoke rises too. I am watching actual reflections early. The open sky has come to meet us, here dawn is at 9.30am. Your nights are long, darkness fell at 3 […]
A reason for you by Pritha halder
Elated is your face, Placid is thou mind; Perhaps in me – the reason you’ll find. When your heart trumpets with pride, And the highest achiever is shy; Perhaps in me – the reason may lie. When your head is held high, And the biggest malady at cure; Perhaps in me – “humanity” is pure. […]
A man who set his journey back to time by Preeth Nambiar
Through the falling lids of jaded eyes, show me a land dense of green, amidst the woods appear the streams, the bells of anklets of a naughty girl hide beneath the huge tree trunks. Chasing the shyness deep in the woods, lead me to the virgin lands, unseen, worn! Show me a hut there to […]
A Longing for Silence! by Preeth Nambiar
Come aboard, O dear, with your wings wet of rain! Though the nails would bruise my skin, leave your pace upon my palm, stay caressed by the softest touch! There is warmth within me to shelter your dreams and my duffel has grains to feed your hunger. On the shore of the flooded river, amidst […]
A Heart Divided by Pierre Reverdy
A Heart Divided by Pierre Reverdy He so spares himself He so fears the coverings The sky’s blue coverlet And pillows of cloud He is ill-clothed by his faith He is so afraid of steps that go awry And streets chipped in the ice He is too tiny for winter He so fears the cold […]
A dragonfly that committed suicide by Preeth Nambiar
I thought of its possible past – birth from a tiny egg; the amusement to see the beautiful world around it; the joy of flying amidst the plants in the wild gardens; the moments of togetherness with loved ones and at the end the pain of understanding its wings getting tired even in the slowest […]
When Day Is Done by Rabindranath Tagore
if birds sing no more, if the wind has flagged tired, then draw the veil of darkness thick upon me, even as thou hast wrapt the earth with the coverlet of sleep and tenderly closed the petals of the drooping lotus at dusk. ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, […]
When and Why by Rabindranath Tagore
is such a play of colours on clouds, on water, and why flowers are painted in tints-when I give coloured toys to you, my child. When I sing to make you dance, I truly know why there is music in leaves, and why waves send their chorus of voices to the heart of the listening […]
Vocation by Rabindranath Tagore
lane. Every day I meet the hawker crying, “Bangles, crystal bangles!” There is nothing to hurry him on, there is no road he must take, no place he must go to, no time when he must come home. I wish I were a hawker, spending my day in the road, crying, “Bangles, crystal bangles!” When […]
Untimely Leave by Rabindranath Tagore
Henceforth I deal in whispers. The speech of my heart will be carried on in murmurings of a song. Men hasten to the King’s market. All the buyers and sellers are there. But I have my untimely leave in the middle of the day, in the thick of work. Let then the flowers come out […]
Twelve O’Clock by Rabindranath Tagore
book all the morning. You say it is only twelve o’clock. Suppose it isn’t any later; can’t you ever think it is afternoon when it is only twelve o’clock? I can easily imagine now that the sun has reached the edge of that rice-field, and the old fisher-woman is gathering herbs for her supper by […]
Threshold by Rabindranath Tagore
when I first crossed the threshold of this life. What was the power that made me open out into this vast mystery like a bud in the forest at midnight! When in the morning I looked upon the light I felt in a moment that I was no stranger in this world, that the inscrutable […]
The Wicked Postman by Rabindranath Tagore
mother dear? The rain is coming in through the open window, making you all wet, and you don’t mind it. Do you hear the gong striking four? It is time for my brother to come home from school. What has happened to you that you look so strange? Haven’t you got a letter from father […]
The Unheeded Pageant by Rabindranath Tagore
your sweet limbs with that little red tunic? You have come out in the morning to play in the courtyard, tottering and tumbling as you run. But who was it coloured that little frock, my child? What is it makes you laugh, my little life-bud? Mother smiles at you standing on the threshold. She claps […]
The Source by Rabindranath Tagore
it comes? Yes, there is a rumour that it has its dwelling where, in the fairy village among shadows of the forest dimly lit with glow-worms, there hang two shy buds of enchantment. From there it comes to kiss baby’s eyes. The smile that flickers on baby’s lips when he sleeps-does anybody know where it […]
The Sailor by Rabindranath Tagore
It is uselessly laden with jute, and has been lying there idle for ever so long. If he would only lend me his boat, I should man her with a hundred oars, and hoist sails, five or six or seven. I should never steer her to stupid markets. I should sail the seven seas and […]
The Recall by Rabindranath Tagore
The night is dark now, and I call for her, “Come back, my darling; the world is asleep; and no one would know, if you came for a moment while stars are gazing at stars.” She went away when the trees were in bud and the spring was young. Now the flowers are in high […]
The Rainy Day by Rabindranath Tagore
forest. O child, do not go out! The palm trees in a row by the lake are smiting their heads against the dismal sky; the crows with their dragged wings are silent on the tamarind branches, and the eastern bank of the river is haunted by a deepening gloom. Our cow is lowing loud, ties […]
The Lotus by Rabindranath Tagore
and I knew it not. My basket was empty and the flower remained unheeded. Only now and again a sadness fell upon me, and I started up from my dream and felt a sweet trace of a strange fragrance in the south wind. That vague sweetness made my heart ache with longing and it seemed […]
The Little Big Man by Rabindranath Tagore
as old as my father is. My teacher will come and say, “It is late, bring your slate and your books.” I shall tell him, ” Do you not know I am as big as father? And I must not have lessons any more.” My master will wonder and say, “He can leave his books […]
The Land of the Exile by Rabindranath Tagore
the time is. There is no fun in my play, so I have come to you. It is Saturday, our holiday. Leave off your work, mother; sit here by the window and tell me where the desert of Tepantar in the fairy tale is. The shadow of the rains has covered the day from end […]
The Judge by Rabindranath Tagore
I do not love him because he is good, but because he is my little child. How should you know how dear he can be when you try to weigh his merits against his faults? When I must punish him he becomes all the more a part of my being. When I cause his tears […]
The Journey by Rabindranath Tagore
and the flowers were all merry by the roadside; and the wealth of gold was scattered through the rift of the clouds while we busily went on our way and paid no heed. We sang no glad songs nor played; we went not to the village for barter; we spoke not a word nor smiled; […]
The Hero by Rabindranath Tagore
strange and dangerous country. You are riding in a palanquin and I am trotting by you on a red horse. It is evening and the sun goes down. The waste of Joradighi lies wan and grey before us. The land is desolate and barren. You are frightened and thinking-“I know not where we have come […]
The Gift by Rabindranath Tagore
stream of the world. Our lives will be carried apart, and our love forgotten. But I am not so foolish as to hope that I could buy your heart with my gifts. Young is your life, your path long, and you drink the love we bring you at one draught and turn and run away […]
The Gardener XXXVIII: My Love, Once upon a Time by Rabindranath Tagore
launched a great epic in his mind. Alas, I was not careful, and it struck your ringing anklets and came to grief. It broke up into scraps of songs and lay scattered at your feet. All my cargo of the stories of old wars was tossed by the laughing waves and soaked in tears and […]
The Gardener XXXIV: Do Not Go, My Love by Rabindranath Tagore
my leave. I have watched all night, and now my eyes are heavy with sleep. I fear lest I lose you when I’m sleeping. Do not go, my love, without asking my leave. I start up and stretch my hands to touch you. I ask myself, “Is it a dream?” Could I but entangle your […]
The Gardener XXVIII: Your Questioning Eyes by Rabindranath Tagore
seek to know my meaning as the moon would fathom the sea. I have bared my life before your eyes from end to end, with nothing hidden or held back. That is why you know me not. If it were only a gem, I could break it into a hundred pieces and string them into […]
The Gardener XXIV: Do Not Keep to Yourself by Rabindranath Tagore
your heart, my friend! Say it to me, only to me, in secret. You who smile so gently, softly whisper, my heart will hear it, not my ears. The night is deep, the house is silent, the birds’ nests are shrouded with sleep. Speak to me through hesitating tears, through faltering smiles, through sweet shame […]
The Gardener XXII: When She Passed by Me by Rabindranath Tagore
steps, the end of her skirt touched me. From the unknown island of a heart came a sudden warm breath of spring. A flutter of a flitting touch brushed me and vanished in a moment, like a torn flower petal blown in the breeze. It fell upon my heart like a sigh of her body […]
The Gardener XXI: Why Did He Choose by Rabindranath Tagore
door, the wandering youth, when the day dawned? As I come in and out I pass by him every time, and my eyes are caught by his face. I know not if I should speak to him or keep silent. Why did he choose to come to my door? The cloudy nights in July are […]
The Gardener XX: Day After Day He Comes by Rabindranath Tagore
away. Go, and give him a flower from my hair, my friend. If he asks who was it that sent it, I entreat you do not tell him my name– for he only comes and goes away. He sits on the dust under the tree. Spread there a seat with flowers and leaves, my friend. […]
The Gardener XVI: Hands Cling to Eyes by Rabindranath Tagore
on eyes: thus begins the record of our hearts. It is the moonlit night of March; the sweet smell of henna is in the air; my flute lies on the earth neglected and your garland of flowers is unfinished. This love between you and me is simple as a song. Your veil of the saffron […]
The Gardener XLVIII: Free Me by Rabindranath Tagore
sweetness, my love! Nor more of this wine of kisses. This mist of heavy incense stifles my heart. Open the doors, make room for the morning light. I am lost in you, wrapped in the folds of your caresses. Free me from your spells, and give me back the manhood to offer you my freed […]
The Gardener XLVI: You Left Me by Rabindranath Tagore
I thought I should mourn for you and set your solitary image in my heart wrought in a golden song. But ah, my evil fortune, time is short. Youth wanes year after year; the spring days are fugitive; the frail flowers die for nothing, and the wise man warns me that life is but a […]
The Gardener XLV: To the Guests by Rabindranath Tagore
God’s speed and brush away all traces of their steps. Take to your bosom with a smile what is easy and simple and near. To-day is the festival of phantoms that know not when they die. Let your laughter be but a meaning- less mirth like twinkles of light on the ripples. Let your life […]