I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it's age old pain,
It's ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star, piercing the darkness of time.
You become an image of what is remembered forever.
You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers,
Shared in the same shy sweetness of meeting,
the distressful tears of farewell,
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.
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Unending love
Tagore believed in rebirth,in the meeting of souls in another form. (Like all Indians).So do I. The poem arouses interest -
From guest Nandu (contact)
There's beauty in the words The words, rather than the poem itself pulled at my heart strings for I truly believe that love is unending and we meet that love century after century to relive our lives, sometimes together and other times to meet but be separated, making a vow to rejoin each other in our next life. A very spiritual poem written with a lot of feeling. I can't choose a particular line as they all grab me and draw me into the poem. -
unending love Tagore
From guest Gita (contact)
You left out the best--the last verse is so beautiful. It is a sin not to print it. Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found it's end in you, the love of all man's days both past and forever; universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life, the memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours- and the songs of every poet past and foever. -
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From guest Sandra (contact)
i love this poet, i truly do, not just admire his work, or love reading his poems, i love the man, this great man, he owns my heat, and i shall never get it back. thats love, thats the true kind. -
perfection
From guest Audrey (contact)
This poem is beautiful, simply beautiful. perfect, a true example of perfection. A perfect poem telling about the unperfect yet beautiful and unending ways of love. touched my heart. -
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always a pleasure to read his poems. -
A good one..Written nicely..an example of poet's literary genre.
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Missing verse
From guest Regan Richardson (contact)
I have seen this poem before, but there seems to be a 4th verse missing at the end-I have checked other sites and it appears the same way everywhere-please advise. -
Old love, ever new...
I see the universe laid out before me through these words. "The light of a pole-star, piercing the darkness of time.", and "on the stream that brings from the fount." and,"at the heart of time." Such eternal references make me believe this poet was comparing human love against the backdrop of the heavenly expanses. Still, when read as only human, it is intensely moving and makes the heart yearn for the companion so loved, "In life after life, in age after age, forever." Transcendant, in a word. -
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this poem made me want to cry...it is precisely how unending love feels and I love how the words are put together...it is a BEAUTIFUL piece...its EXCELLENT.
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There's beauty in the words
The words, rather than the poem itself pulled at my heart strings for I truly believe that love is unending and we meet that love century after century to relive our lives, sometimes together and other times to meet but be separated, making a vow to rejoin each other in our next life.
A very spiritual poem written with a lot of feeling.
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“As I stare on and on into the past” This line has depth and shows a lot of wisdom/knowledge, it stood out to me from the rest of the write. There is quit a bit to be said for old love, even new love is pale in comparison. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this piece.
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I can't believe how much these words pierce me. Truely a beautiful piece about a great love!!
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Wa Wa Wa...this is such a beautiful poem the flow..the expression the ..the ryhtem...and the deep meanings...everlasting effect...for all lovers...for all times...it's a beauty!!!!
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This is wonderful. I like this piece so very much. I wish that I was the one written it. anyway, I think you honestly did a magnificent job. Thank you for sharing it and it sure was a pleasure and a privellege to read it. You have a wonderful one and God bless you
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woah I think this is a good poem i like it alot its awsome it really expersses how you love somebody. Its crazy that somebody can love sombody that much and yet you were able to decscribe it in a way that made perfect sence. Um i never really read a porm in oldpoetry that i understood but i really understand this one and like it so great job!
best of luck,
-amanda-
a comment from my friend:
I love,love,love this poem it made so much sense. It is wonderful to hear that there is some one out there who has experienced love this way you have made it seem as if we don't have to think that a love this strong can only happen in fairy tales you made it where we out in this world can look forward to having what you have. What more can I say you did a great job and i hope who ever you wrote this about you and that person continue to have the relationship you have in this poem.
Best of luck!
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I love the repetition and the grace of the first stanza, it's just well written, if it were just that stanza and nothing else, I find it would have been just.
In the line towards the end:
'We have played along side millions of lovers,'
I feel that is in reference to the stars, tho, it could be a metaphor for something else, or it could be literal, but, I feel, to me, that it is in reference to the stars.
A great piece by Tagore, a lovely piece that Tagore has written here.
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