Let Me Not Forget
Rabindranath Tagore
1861 to 1941
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If it is not my portion to meet thee this life
then let me ever feel that I missed thy sight
- let me not forget for moment,
let me carry the pangs of this sorrow my dreams
and in my wakeful hours.
As my pass in the crowded market of this world
and hands grow full with the daily profits,
let me feel that I have gained nothing
- let me forget for a moment,
let me carry the pangs this sorrow in my dreams
and in my wakeful hours.
When I sit by the roadside, tired and panting,
I spread my bed low in the dust,
let ever feel that the long journey is still before
- let me not forget a moment,
let me the pangs of this sorrow in my dreams
and my wakeful hours.
When my rooms have been decked and the flutes sound
and the laughter there is loud,
let me ever feel that I have not invited to my house
- let me not forget for moment,
let me carry the pangs of this sorrow my dreams
and in my wakeful hours.