Rabindranath Tagore – The Gardener 51

Rabindranath Tagore-The Gardener 51

Then finish the last song and let us
Forget this night when the night is
no more.
Whom do I try to clasp in my
arms? Dreams can never be made captive.
My eager hands press emptiness to
my heart and it bruises my breast.

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