Tagore Song (196) Where Is His Hiding Place Who Makes Us Mad? Poem by Tushar Ray
Tagore Song (196) Where Is His Hiding Place Who Makes Us Mad?
(amader khepiye beraye je kothay lukiye thake re)
Where is his hiding place
Who makes us mad?
What kind of lunacy’s craving
Running Fagun-wind?
Cyclone turning the Sun Moon:
What lunacy’s beating seas dance?
Ensuing that beat I can’t stay still
Go straight ahead dropping burden
Stop the searching for your roads
Due to your walking speed
Road under the feet woke up
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