All Over Again (Palindrome Poem) by Neetu
July 26, 2026 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as broken, Fury, Futility, Neetu Malik, war
All Over Again
(Palindrome Poem)
life spills . . .
forming red rivulets in sand
in the vast desert
man’s fury against man
reasons I do not understand
why or how this came to be
who knows the rationality
in the circle of history
with unending repeats
I see blood . . . I see man
a glinting rifle
in his hand . . .
for a broken piece of land
© Neetu Malik
Some of Neetu’s Books
Life Cycle by Neetu
June 26, 2026 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as forest, Life cycle, Neetu, Spring, Summer
Life Cycle
spring has come
and gone
summer breeze nudges
dense foliage to dance
as before, splendor will
last for a while
this fertile forest
will thrive
change when it’s time
we will grow old
like the trees
our span shorter than most
what have we done
with the seed we once were–
what have we become?
© Neetu Malik
Some of Neetu’s Books
Backwater Song by Neetu
May 26, 2026 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as backwater, forest, Neetu, night, the crawdads' song
Backwater Song
they said to remember crawdads
asked me to listen for their song
when my heart was heavy
and my sorrow dark
but I was young, too young
and memories clung to
bark and thistle left behind
now it’s time I know
to retrace my steps
into that forest
slowly, cautiously, though
eyes closed, feeling only
with my hands the way
I’ve walked before
my senses know better
than my eyes
travelled roads
I reach the backwater
past the labyrinthine path
pain and anguish in my heart
and hear at dusk
the crawdads’ song.
© Neetu Malik
Some of Neetu’s Books
Thunder by Neetu
April 26, 2026 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as Neetu, night, quiet, thunder, Wolves
Thunder
the wolves are quiet tonight
deep silence
before that burst
of lightning
strikes again
illuminates
a desperately darkened
horizon that
holds its breath
like the wolves,
I know
it is better to keep
the howls
for nights when
thunder does not compete
© Neetu Malik
Some of Neetu’s Books
And So She Grows Old by Neetu
March 26, 2026 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as aging, bending, blowing wind, Neetu, women
And So She Grows Old
she bends
to the breeze
allows it to twist her bones
shape her arms
to shade and protect
as she tries hard
to lean towards the sun
to draw upon its warmth
and light
where to now
that she is bent
and has swayed
every which way the wind
has blown
rooted in hardened ground
she stands
weathered and stoic
no one asks if it matters
to her or
if she hurts
© Neetu Malik
