Tagore Poems:
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False Religion,
My Song is Born

false religion
By Rabindranath Tagore

Those who in the name of Faith embrace illusion,
kill and are killed.
Even the atheist gets God's blessings-
Does not boast of his religion;

With reverence he lights the lamp of Reason
And pays his homage not to scriptures,
But to the good in man.

The bigot insults his own religion
When he slays a man of another faith.
Conduct he judges not in the light of Reason;
In the temple he raises the blood-stained banner
And worships the devil in the name of God.

All that is shameful and barbarous through the Ages,
Has found a shelter in their temples-
Those they turn into prisons;
O, I hear the trumpet call of Destruction!
Time comes with her great broom
Sweeping all refuse away.

That which should make man free,
They turn into fetters;
That which should unite,
They turn into sword;
That which should bring love
From the fountain of the Eternal,
They turn into prison

And with its waves they flood the world.
They try to cross the river
In a bark riddled with holes;
And yet, in their anguish, whom do they blame?

O Lord, breaking false religion,
Save the blind!
Break! O break
The alter that is drowned in blood.

Let your thunder strike
Into the prison of false religion,

And bring to this unhappy land
The light of Knowledge.

my song is born
The sky is filled with stars and the sun,
this earth with life vibrant.

Among it all I too have received a homeout of this wonder my song is born.
In the rhythm of ebb and tide of eternal timethe world floats,
its pull enters the blood streamthat through my nerves flows.
Out of this wonder my song is born.

I have trodden on grass passing through the wood
my mind infused with the surprise that the smell of flowers brings,
spread around me are such delightful gifts.

I have lent my ears, opened my eyes,
on the bosom of this earth poured forth my life,looking for the unknown in all that I know.
This wonder brings forth my song.