A Poem From Rabindranath Tagore.
Eyes containing asked that grief. He searched my heart wants to know how the moon would expect the sea.I reveal my life has been entirely in the face of your eyes, no longer hidden or muffled. That's why do not you know me.
If my life is just a gem, I will be able to solve a hundred pieces of my rope and so a chain to hang on my neck.If he was just a flower, round and small and beautiful, will be picked from the stalks for Pin in my hair.But it is the heart, beloved. Where is the beach and the bottom?You do not know the limits of this kingdom, for you to be his queen.If he had only a moment of pleasure, he will develop a mild smile, and you will be able to see and read in an instant.
If he had merely hurt, it will absorb into tears in the mirror nodes, refract deepest secrets without words.But he is in love, my love.Infinite pleasure and pain, and no end poverty and luxury.He is close to you like a whirlwind, but you can never really know.
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A Poem From Rabindranath Tagore.
If my life is just a gem, I will be able to solve a hundred pieces of my rope and so a chain to hang on my neck.If he was just a flower, round and small and beautiful, will be picked from the stalks for Pin in my hair.But it is the heart, beloved. Where is the beach and the bottom?You do not know the limits of this kingdom, for you to be his queen.If he had only a moment of pleasure, he will develop a mild smile, and you will be able to see and read in an instant.
If he had merely hurt, it will absorb into tears in the mirror nodes, refract deepest secrets without words.But he is in love, my love.Infinite pleasure and pain, and no end poverty and luxury.He is close to you like a whirlwind, but you can never really know.
