Archives

Home > Archives

In My Twilight Zone

March 26, 2023 by in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as , , , ,

In My Twilight Zone

Between sunset’s fiery streaks
slipping into the sea, and
the rising of the silver moon
is my twilight zone.

This is where I feel you–
in the crevices of my soul;
you fill the darkening hollows
in my twilight zone.

I feel your breath upon
my slowly crinkling skin–
balmy, tender caresses
in my twilight zone.

Your arms encircle,
wrap me in your warmth,
shield me from chills
in my twilight zone.


© Neetu Malik 2015—First Published in The Australia Times Poetry Magazine, Issue 321, October 2015.


Some of Neetu’s Books


2 0 Read more

The Cobwebs

February 26, 2023 by in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as , , ,

The Cobwebs

I was leaning
by the window
standing outside
looking in—

a screen of cobwebs
in between
trapping memories
beaten thin

scantily clad
in make believe,
they shuddered fitfully;
shrouded transparencies
drenched in solemn tears,
entreating release.



©Neetu Malik

First published in The Poetic Bond VI Anthology, Willowdown Press, UK.


Some of Neetu’s Books


0 0 Read more

Wanderer

January 26, 2023 by in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as , , , ,

Wanderer

by the river
he looks         lost

his face appears ancient
in rumination
under the sycamores’
embracing shade

thinks he might see
God

he meets no God
in this heaven
of sacred groves just the          rippling         river
rushing over stones
and pebbles 
as if it has 
somewhere to go 
and cannot wait 

he stands still
and          contemplates . . .


©Neetu Malik


Some of Neetu’s Books


0 0 Read more

Touch

December 26, 2022 by in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as , , , ,

3 Haiku poems

Touch

your breath on my cheek,
as I hold you close to me,
silken infancy


it was the breeze, or
maybe the brush of your touch,
long lost, yet with me


father holds my hand
between life and death, an ache
forged in memory

©Neetu Malik


Some of Neetu’s Books


0 0 Read more

Seasonal Fruit

November 26, 2022 by in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as , , , ,

Seasonal Fruit

in a brief burst
of fiery red and gold
we burned….

our flame
inextinguishable
in Autumn’s blasting
wind song
as it whooshed
past our ears with barely
a tickle

ripe as apples
sweetened by the sun
we bit into the luscious fruit
of seasonal love

but fires
do not last and winter must come

yet, for that fleeting moment
we were gloriously
young




©Neetu Malik


Some of Neetu’s Books


0 3 Read more

Copyright ©2017 A Slice of Orange. All Rights Reserved. ~PROUDLY POWERED BY WORDPRESS ~ CREATED BY ISHYOBOY.COM

>