Neela Nath Das
Neela Nath Das Poems
|761.||A Very Good Morning||1/11/2015|
|762.||I'M Flying Free||6/18/2012|
|763.||Have A Good Day!||11/28/2012|
|764.||Childhood, A Lost Dream||10/28/2014|
|765.||Bloom Where They Are Planted||9/10/2012|
|768.||My Dream, My Pet||9/7/2013|
|769.||I'Ll Stitch My Heart||3/5/2015|
|771.||There's No Heaven||10/29/2014|
|772.||Lend Me The Light||7/5/2012|
|773.||No Star I Can See||6/30/2012|
|774.||Never Try To...||7/8/2012|
|777.||Long, Long, Long, Long Ago||4/24/2012|
|778.||100s Of Years||7/14/2012|
|780.||Walk With Me A While||7/12/2012|
|781.||A River Of The Will||5/26/2012|
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, ...
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,