Neela Nath Das

A Piece Of Moss - Poem by Neela Nath Das


In the evening it was
raining and I
was about to sip
Tea to stimulate me.
But, I saw a piece of moss
Floating on the surface.
I poured the hot tea,
And threw the cup
Thinking what disturbs
Once should be left
Forever and this thought
Gave me more energy.

Topic(s) of this poem: love hurts

Comments about A Piece Of Moss by Neela Nath Das

  • Robinson (8/27/2014 10:01:00 AM)

    The invasion of the moss left you unnerved. Disturbed your worldly order
    and challenged you to do something about it. And you did.
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  • Noah Buddy (8/26/2014 9:26:00 PM)

    I don't know why this one made me laugh, but it did and I like it! ! !

    I think I am the moss in my woman's tea
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    Neela Nath Das Neela Nath Das (8/26/2014 9:36:00 PM)

    Thanks Monk.I'm also laughing.U r incorrigible.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 26, 2014

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