Neela Nath Das Poems

Rather I'll stay
in my shell as
a hermit crab.
Secluded island
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Sweet is your style
of write....
Each is a flower
a message.
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meri safar
tum tak jake rook jaati.
Me jo rasta chun liya
wo tumhre taraf ghum jataa....
...

He told me to divide
the lines in fragments.
I did.
In utter silence
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Before entering the realm of poetry,
I feel the invisible yet
Visible presence of the hands of God.
Words gather to give form to feelings
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Sleep comes to rest our body
But soul roams as it wishes.
It travels the world alone
When legs deny to move.
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Where the days have gone
vibrant with life and laughter?
I feel myself alone,
on the page of poemhunter!
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Shutting down the windows
of mystic mind to stay in
closed intangible blue-chamber,
can serenity be stolen by sin?
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May be it's my parting talk.
My mails as the fallen
leaves of Fall will stay
dead or cremated under
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