It's Not...
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Neela Nath Das
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It's not the time
or right hour for
giving shape to my
scattered thoughts.
Chilly secs are
melting to minutes
and hours!
Clock can't keep
them in its limited
frame....
Life is enacting
a one-act drama
of birth, life
and death!
Between these, souls
plot to win
over death
with name, fame!
It's not the time
to play any game,
I kneel to touch
time and blistered I'm,
still waiting for
tight-roping!
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