Neela Nath Das Poems

Time is very hard,
It fills our lives with mists!
Time is an atrocious teacher,
Who preaches and beats.
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I take a walk everyday,
To reach my Destination.
But I can't get to it anytime,
It gets away from my vision.
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Now I catch the wave from Ether,
And fill in it the particles of tear;
With hope, I float my mail in the air!
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The music of my dancing heart
Rebels to confine in one part
Play, play, O Lord it in your art.
In grass, in shrubs in trees' every leaf,
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Seven lies are under
The seven deadly sins.
It will throw your soul
On thousand sharp pins;
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Atrocious,
Betrayer,
Capricious,
Destroyer,
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Nothing you know,
To love or to hate
Or to caress, or
To throw in the river of oblivion..
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If someday, I can not keep,
My temperament cool,
If someday, I happen to
Curse, a self-declared fool,
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Silence reigned in the valley.
The lone pass was filled with snow;
No trees but tufts I could see,
Frozen rivers could not flow.
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