Tagore Song (418) That Aimless Tune Breaking My Leisure Time, Filling Empty Heart Of My Flute In Pain Poem by Tushar Ray
Tagore Song (418) That Aimless Tune Breaking My Leisure Time, Filling Empty Heart Of My Flute In Pain
(aram vanga udas sure)
That aimless tune breaking my leisure time
Filling pain in the empty heart of my flute
My flute only calling the restless vagabond
Calling dream-awaking calling from far to near
Crying at solitary soul-corner during sundown
Mind does not know his name even today
His looks today still remaining unknown
Only as a shadow roaming around myself
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