Neela Nath Das Poems

Never bow your head,
before love or hatred.
If life does scare,
or anything unfair,
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The hand behind is controlling
my mouse, the bug, cursor everything..
The arrow roams alone without me,
along the screen.........
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You never know the road to
love mingles with which great
path, or the end of the blind
alley of hatred is blocked
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I was walking down the hill,
I saw a wild bush along the
winding way.
A wonderful bunch of flower
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Why, did you hack my
account of mail?
Where heart can whisper,
to tell heart's tale!
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The sky is pouring all day long,
Water from it's pitch dark pot.
The trees, plants and shrubs so got
Relieved from that scorching hot.
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If you lift your index finger
to someone, you must know,
the four others are towards you.
If you don't have the courage,
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Lying under the violin tree,
I hear the song of sorrow.
And wait for a better and
Happier good morrow!
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If you love me,
Kill me just to turn
me into dust, and when there
will be the moonlit night,
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My poems are my part,
They are my throbbing heart.
When I write them, I wish,
an honest poet's eyes
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