Neela Nath Das Poems

I was afraid of London Bridge,
When I was in nursery,
As I read- - -London bridge is falling down…….
Now, I know London is a bridge,
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to love the hackneyed days?
The old ships sail to go back
to home being free from cage.
The new feet stomp in pride,
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This world is made for each other.
We are in half, without you all,
united we stand,
divided we fall.
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(In The Morning.The dialogue of Newly Married Couple)
Husband: Entwined we,
do not want to
lose this bliss.
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If you have read
my poems and feel
hackneyed, stale.
wipe out me
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No mortal sound can pass
into her mortal ear.
Her smile is as pure
as dew from ether.
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It's not the time
or right hour for
giving shape to my
scattered thoughts.
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We too want to fly
high and high
above the sky.
How the wings flutter
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There was a cock and a hen
near our house....
Oh! Do you know the
story of the tricky mouse?
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She was alone under the
Nagkeshar tree.
Blurred was her vision
with tearful eyes.
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