Neela Nath Das


Neela Nath Das Poems

361. Dirt Is Not Love 9/17/2014
362. Drowning 9/18/2014
363. Without Tear 9/15/2014
364. Fever 9/16/2014
365. Light 9/16/2014
366. My Poem 9/12/2014
367. Sunlight 9/8/2014
368. The Music 9/4/2014
369. Because I Came 8/25/2014
370. To Payel 8/8/2014
371. Happy Friendship Day 8/8/2014
372. I Was About To 7/22/2014
373. So Many Things 7/22/2014
374. Sees Me Or Doesn'T 7/20/2014
375. Sea Returns 8/29/2014
376. I Seek Because.... 8/20/2014
377. The Twilight Zone 8/20/2014
378. On That Day 1/27/2015
379. I Am To Go 11/22/2015
380. When Love Awaits 5/25/2016
381. Clouds 6/25/2016
382. Light Is Too Far 2/6/2016
383. He Knocked At 6/29/2017
384. Last Night I Brooded Over... 11/23/2013
385. For Truth For Falsehood 11/19/2013
386. Just 11/6/2013
387. Just Now 10/6/2013
388. The Moon Is Sold 1/12/2014
389. The Shiny Cloud 2/24/2014
390. Road Should Be 3/12/2014
391. Drops 4/27/2014
392. Night Is.... 4/18/2014
393. Still I Dream 6/18/2014
394. Beyond 6/16/2014
395. Mercy 6/21/2014
396. Past 6/24/2014
397. Mantis(Haiku) 6/24/2014
398. Four Brothers 6/29/2014
399. Arm-Chair 6/26/2014
400. My Strength 7/3/2014

Comments about Neela Nath Das

  • Anele The_african_son Potelwa (umbhali_wasembo) (3/14/2012 2:06:00 PM)

    I Have all due respect for your dedication, I have all due respect for the love you have, that you keep on flowing in your work of poetry, the world needs many people of your stature, whose ability is being able to identify, reflect and solve, I enjoy reading your work every minute, and believe you me, I learn everytime

    Kind Regards

    The_African_Son

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Best Poem of Neela Nath Das

A River Of The Will

A river of the will,
Plays in my mind.
I call her to come out,
But she stays behind.
She flows and says-
O, let me do the thing,
Which I desire;
I'm now a spring.
Just telling this,
She jumps from myself,
Riding on a cloud,
She flies like an elf.
With a pensive mood,
I sit by the window,
It starts raining outside,
My room gathers shadow.
I think, where's my will?
She isn't in the sky-
A whisper comes in my ear,
I can't believe my eye....
The drops of rain fall there,
Wetting my hot face,
Tell me-'Dear we are here, ...

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Mother

Her eyes are blank,
Clothes torn, ragged & patched
Beauty has taken renunciation long past;
She has no rank,
wizened and shrunken face-
Tells no story of glamor.
But she laughs
She smiles
She is a MOTHER! !

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