In lands of verse,
Tagore’s tale is told.
A bard whose words like rivers rolled.
With simple grace,
His verses flow.
In heart and mind,
They find their glow.
Beneath Bengal’s skies,
His spirit roared.
In melodies sweet,
his wisdom poured.
In each line,
A world takes flight
A beacon of hope in the darkest night.
Tagore’s legacy, an eternal song,
In hearts of all forever strong.
In poetry’s lens, his light still gleams,
In words that echo timeless dreams.
August, 2024
