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This poem talks about the difficulties of life and ways to overcome it through love and peace.
Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941) was a Bengali polymath and a renaissance man of his era. He was born in Kolkata, India. His novels, stories, songs, dance-dramas, and essays have been an epicenter of wisdom.
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Beggarly Love
When the heart is hard and parched up,
come upon me with a shower of mercy.
When grace is lost from life,
come with a burst of song.
When tumultuous work raises its din on all sides shutting me out from
beyond, come to me, my lord of silence, with thy peace and rest.
When my beggarly heart sits crouched, shut up in a corner,
break open the door, my king, and come with the ceremony of a king.
When desire blinds the mind with delusion and dust, O thou holy one,
thou wakeful, come with thy light and thy thunder.
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This poem talks about the difficulties of life and ways to overcome it through love and peace.
Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941) was a Bengali polymath and a renaissance man of his era. He was born in Kolkata, India. His novels, stories, songs, dance-dramas, and essays have been an epicenter of wisdom.
Voice Over Artist - Supriya Kapoor
VFX Producer - Shravan Shah
Content Producer - Sreejoni Nag
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Beggarly Love
When the heart is hard and parched up,
come upon me with a shower of mercy.
When grace is lost from life,
come with a burst of song.
When tumultuous work raises its din on all sides shutting me out from
beyond, come to me, my lord of silence, with thy peace and rest.
When my beggarly heart sits crouched, shut up in a corner,
break open the door, my king, and come with the ceremony of a king.
When desire blinds the mind with delusion and dust, O thou holy one,
thou wakeful, come with thy light and thy thunder.










