Neela Nath Das
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Bless Me - Poem by Neela Nath Das
Bless me O goddess of all
creative arts.
Make me your instrument
to play upon my heart.
I want to be the string
of your hand's Veena,
or the swan at your pure feet.
Bless and save me from sheer mire!
Poems by Neela Nath Das : 67 / 782
Poet's Notes about The Poem
We in India worship goddess Swaraswati every year in sukla panchami tithi. She is the goddess of knowledge of all arts to us.Veena is an ancient musical instrument of India.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 14, 2013
Poem Edited: Saturday, February 16, 2013
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Ma'am, you are absolutely right. At first I wrote Veena, then changed, considering global aspect of this site.Well, I must take your advice. Thanks a lot. (Report) Reply
I could well understand you were referring to Goddess Saraswati and instead of Veena you have anglicized it to the lyre! And when I read the notes I got it confirmed! .A nice poem invoking Goddess Saraswathi! Wonderful! (Report) Reply
haripada Da the culture of Bengal drips from your pen just as the milk of kindness drips from a womans soul. (Report) Reply