The Bard Of Bengal

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In the realms of song and verse, he reigns,
Rabindranath Tagore, where beauty stains,
With words, he wove a tapestry rare,
A poet, a dreamer, beyond compare.

In the golden light of Shantiniketan's dawn,
His spirit danced, his vision drawn,
To the melody of life, he held the key,
Unlocking hearts with words so free.

Beneath the banyan's ancient shade,
His words, like leaves, in the wind, they swayed,
With every verse, a universe unfurled,
A symphony of the senses, a transcendental world.

O, bard of Bengal, your legacy soars,
Through timeless hymns and open doors,
Your words, a beacon, forever bright,
Guiding souls through darkest night.

In every whisper of the breeze,
In every rustle of the trees,
Your presence lingers, evermore,
Rabindranath Tagore, to you we implore:

Let your poetry forever flow,
In every heart, in every soul,
For in your words, we find our own,
A timeless beauty, forever known.

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⏰ Last updated: May 08 ⏰

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