Neela Nath Das

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!

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.

Comments about Bless Me by Neela Nath Das

  • Neela Nath Das (2/16/2013 2:40:00 AM)

    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

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  • (2/15/2013 11:07:00 PM)

    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

  • (2/14/2013 9:00:00 PM)

    haripada Da the culture of Bengal drips from your pen just as the milk of kindness drips from a womans soul. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 16, 2013

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