Neela Nath Das


Neela Nath Das Poems

601. Review From The Readers And..... 7/7/2014
602. A Lonely Cloud 8/5/2013
603. Yes, I Believe 8/30/2013
604. Don'T Put Blame On Me 8/20/2013
605. ! ! ! ! ! Thus..... 4/10/2013
606. Never Comes True.. 6/9/2013
607. When You Look At Me 9/11/2013
608. Some May Say 5/22/2013
609. Gaza, A Prison-House 8/17/2014
610. From Dust To Dust 8/22/2014
611. Album 8/19/2014
612. India 8/7/2014
613. Friend 2 7/31/2014
614. Hermit 7/24/2014
615. I Do Not Have Any Word 9/2/2014
616. The Inner Solitude 9/30/2014
617. Lost Days 11/17/2014
618. This Body And This Mind 11/23/2014
619. I Can'T Say 11/19/2014
620. They Get 11/7/2014
621. I Am A Deserted 11/2/2014
622. Winter 11/28/2014
623. Merry Christmas To Everybody 12/24/2014
624. Beauty 1/8/2015
625. Root 10/26/2015
626. No Way 8/16/2015
627. Unknown 12/5/2014
628. The Magic Of This Year... 12/31/2012
629. In Which Country We Do Live? 1/1/2013
630. Sand Dunes 4/25/2012
631. Shanti (An Acrostic: A Sailor's Song) 2/22/2013
632. History And Mythology Say.. 7/2/2014
633. One Day A Hungry Fox 8/28/2012
634. Moon All The Way 11/2/2012
635. Childhood, A Lost Dream 10/28/2014
636. Halloween Night 10/31/2014
637. Absence 12/22/2014
638. His Birthday 12/20/2014
639. She Wanted To Be A River 9/6/2014
640. Rain In Summer 9/19/2014
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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Mask

When I needed a healing touch,
I found no one around,
I knew to grow what got was much.
I fought to prove me sound.
But now I am a budding tree,
I have some masks around;
They praise, they smile, they come to see
They raise me to a mound.
I keep false smile, put on a gracious mask,

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