Neela Nath Das Poems

Take my bouquet of love.
I'm grown up, but before
you I ain't full, but half.
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When the east awakes,
The west goes to bed.
The east then keeps vigil...
Until the day does fade,
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Just now, I have fallen in love,
In love with my pure life!
Pure life which has deep faith,
Deep faith on my friends...
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I know you are passing the
same agony, the fire of unholy
hell is burning you all,
as I'm in a place full of fog,
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I wish to have a pair
of wings,
To fly.
Sometimes....
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In Temperate Forest,
Neither cold nor warm.
You can take serene rest,
Expanding your arm.
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Born free we are but shackled in chain
Freedom is a word which gives us pain.
Freedom is relative, freedom is a thought.
In fetter we cry and blame our poor lot.
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Let me dive into the
crystal water of the
river which flows by
the side of the blue
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I'm sunk under the
shadowy thought of green
not of envy, but of
nature's serene scene,
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Tearing the wrapper of the mist
You have come out near my house.
Tell me, just tell me the cause,
Behind your blissful emergence.
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