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FREEDOM BY RABINDRANATH TAGORE

Rabindranath Tagore’s poem
“Freedom” is an impassioned address to his motherland, India. This piece
explores the importance of freedom in its entirety. It speaks vividly of the
oppression and torture that his motherland faced during the colonial era. Tagore
portrays the suffering of his countrymen by personifying the country. He
projects it as a woman who is bogged down by the burden of shame and
subjugation. Through this poem, the poet expresses his idea of the complete
freedom of Indians on both internal and external levels. He wants a country
where people are not only free from enslavement but also able to think freely.
SUMMARY
"Freedom" by
Rabindranath Tagore is a beautiful poem directed to the people of the poet's
home country - India
This powerful
poem begins with the speaker telling his listener, the people of India, and the
country as a whole, that he is going to claim freedom for them. It is the
freedom that’s going to allow them to escape from the oppression they suffered
under, in various forms, for centuries. The freedom of the future is calling to
them, with a bright light and a beckoning sound.
He goes on to say that fate, as determined by others, is no longer going to play a part in their lives. They are going to be free from “dwelling in a puppet’s world.” They are no longer going to have to live a “mimicry of life.”
Read the full poem of "Freedom" below;
FREEDOM
Freedom from fear is
the freedom
I claim for you my
motherland!
Freedom from the
burden of the ages, bending your head,
breaking your back,
blinding your eyes to the beckoning
call of the future;
Freedom from the
shackles of slumber wherewith
you fasten yourself in
night's stillness,
mistrusting the star
that speaks of truth's adventurous paths;
freedom from the
anarchy of destiny
whole sails are weakly
yielded to the blind uncertain winds,
and the helm to a hand
ever rigid and cold as death.
Freedom from the
insult of dwelling in a puppet's world,
where movements are
started through brainless wires,
repeated through
mindless habits,
where figures wait
with patience and obedience for the
master of show,
to be stirred into a
mimicry of life.
Read HERE for poem analysis and listen HERE for reading.
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