No guest had come to my house for long,
my doors were locked,
my windows were barred;
I thought my night would be lonely.
When i opened my eyes i found the darkness had vanished.
I rose up and ran and saw the bolts of my gates all broken,
and through the open door your wind and light waved their banner.
When i was a prisoner in my own house,
and the doors were shut,
my heart ever planned to escape and to wander.
Now at my broken gate,
I sit still and wait for your coming,
You keep me bound by my freedom..
-Tagore.
2 comments:
gr8!! i am actually dumb..it took me 4 years to knw that u have ur own blog..and a amazing one...go girl!!
nice one, let our hearts do all the talking, for the being knows that heart is wiser than intellect.. i loved the picture you related this peom to.
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