Beautiful poem by Rabindranath Tagore

Go not to the temple to put flowers upon the feet of God,First fill your own house with the Fragrance of love...

Go not to the temple to light candles before the altar of God,First remove the darkness of sin from your heart...

Go not to the temple to bow down your head in prayer,First learn to bow in humility before your fellowmen...

Go not to the temple to pray on bended knees,First bend down to lift someone who is down-trodden

Go not to the temple to ask for forgiveness for your sins,First forgive from your heart those who have sinned against you.

My Feelings For You

My feelings for you

very clear and so clean

With deep emotions

No one have ever seen

No hatred, no troubles

Nor anger or rage

I didn’t see any thing 

nor a scar nor your age

Because for me you were everything 

I find my partner with no mistake

I know my feelings are not fake

I would show nothing between us was wrong

One day you will sing my love song.

Memories

Memories ... can kill ...
when the heart inside is still ...
and the person you love, never meant to last,
is with you no longer, a shadow of the past,
the heart begins to die, the thoughts begin to kill ...

Memories ... are sad ...
when the love you never had ...
reminds you of times, when things were too good,
when hearts were happy, when you understood,
when you were together, used to love her like mad ...

Memories ... are cold ...
when the agony is untold ...
when my eyes belie, the torment within,
the lachrymose lament, of my violin,
A pain more than what, my heart can hold ...

Memories ... don't heal,
when I go through this ordeal,
of heart that bleeds, emotions evoke
of soul that's empty, of spirits that broke,
of a dying mind, a broken man who can't feel ...
Memories ... I ignore,
Those thoughts I know no more,
The life that was, has changed so fast,
The life that is, lies broken, miscast,
That life that will be, I truely abhor ...

Memories ... can kill ...
when the heart inside is still ...
The things I've done, I cannot forgive,
I'm blind, I'm dead, There's nothing left to live ...
and all that remains, is a deathly chill ...