Art thou abroad on this stormy night
on thy journey of love, my friend?
The sky groans like one in despair.
I have no sleep tonight.
Ever and again I open my door
and look out on
the darkness, my friend!
I can see nothing before me.
I wonder where lies thy path!
By what dim shore of the
ink-black river,
by what far edge of the frowning forest,
through what mazy depth of gloom art thou threading
thy course to come to me, my friend
YOU ARE READING
Tagore
PoetryTagore is one of my fav poet.. I have tried to compile few of his short poems and present it for you all... Tagore, a native of Kolkata, India, who wrote in Bengali and often translated his own work into English. Rabindranath Tagore won the Nobel Pr...
