Neela Nath Das Poems

Light fades out...
The day is over.
My ancestors saw this,
Rolling of day and night,
...

The guns turn into bouquet of
Flowers;
The tanks-
Cream-rolls;
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Drinking the dripping light
Of the Harvest Moon,
I lie on my back, only
The sound of some crickets
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Mirror image tells,
How old we all grew!
We disbelieve it,
Believers? A few.
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If pain is worthless,
The joy has no sense!
Father of pain, vengeance,
Wouldn't have any trace!
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You give me the delight,
When the readers' faces
Flash like light.
My pain I paint on your chest
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It's not that the warmth of the Sun
Gets hidden at night.
It takes its shelter in grass, in trees
And in the lap of hills.
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From the blank sheet of night
A Spider dropped on my head.
I turned to an insect
And got stuck in the trap
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Time you have taken my
Precious days and my
Favourite hours.
I withstand all like
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When they will burn me, I'll remain silent;
I won't speak to protest against them.
They have to, they have to.
When they will put you in coffin
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