Tagore Song (242) Songs Quickly Bringing Memory Thru Wet-Dirt Smell Poem by Tushar Ray

(onek-kotha bolechhilam kobe tomar kane kane)

When I told many silent words to your ear
In so many secret songs
In so many dark nights,
Sleeping everywhere amidst chest of night
If you remember that, coming to ask you-

Thus when I hear thru my lampless window
Damp-winds of dream often run toward me
Pouring down rain amid murmuring Jhowbon
Bringing memory quickly thru wet-dirt smell
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