Biography of Neela Nath
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What's the use of this life?
I think and drown myself into solitude.The stream of my thought flows always.But, two thoughts never meet.They run
together.One is full of optimism.The other is pessimistic.I'm torn between these two.
Did you read them?
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,