Love
why love?
no one knows but
everyone does
why hurt?
no one knows yet
everyone does
love hurts
but it’s the only thing
that heals the hurt
that comes from loving
and giving your all even
when it hurts to love
because without love
there would be no
us
© Neetu Malik
Some of Neetu’s Books
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I am but dust
a grain of sand
blowing whichever way
the wind blows
in the universe -
You were the guest at my table picking on the corners of the table cloth, fingers nervously folding and unfolding mutilated pride.
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Neetu Malik’s poetry is an expression of life’s rhythms and the beat of the human spirit. She draws upon diverse multicultural experiences and observations across three continents in which she has lived.
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I tread softly in your world mindful of my footsteps
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Neetu Malik’s poetry is an expression of life’s rhythms and the beat of the human spirit. She draws upon diverse multicultural experiences and observations across three continents in which she has lived.
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APPLE, TABLE, PENNY . . . MURDER
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ADVENTURES OF LEWIS AND CLARK BOXED SET
She thought marriage would be sex, laundry, and a mortgage.
Girl, was she wrong.
Love gives a meaning to “us” to “we”, dear Neetu.
Indeed, Nana.