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Fences by Neetu

July 26, 2020 by in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as , ,

Fences

 

now
as then

we draw lines
build and rebuild
fences
with new wire
cut of the same steel
forged in
new factories

still owned and run
by warped minds  

© Neetu Malik


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Abyss by Neetu Malik

January 26, 2020 by in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as , , ,

Abyss

She opens her hands, 
clenched for years
in a tight fist 
like a new-born, 

but these fists hold no secrets 
of a mother’s womb,
no innocence, or dreams freshly sown—

instead, their hardened skin bears
lacerations that come 
from a hard grip
on a fugitive soul

sliding mercilessly 
into the devil's pit

deep, deep
where she buried 
old wounds


(c) Neetu M.
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Horizon by Neetu

November 26, 2019 by in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as , ,

Hope, like the horizon
glimmers in the distance

my eyes grow weary
as I watch it burn
then cool in the twilight
each day until
darkness sweeps
over the edges and I can see
no more

only to repeat when I wake
from sleep

once again, clinging to
fine rays as they
emerge in luminous shades
above sleepy slopes
assuring me

there is no end
to Hope.

© Neetu Malik

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A Parting by Neetu

August 26, 2019 by in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as , ,
hands with ashes
A Parting

I hold fragments
of you
in my ash-grazed hands
to put them 
in an urn

they sound like 
empty shells as I 
drop them one by one

the fullness 
in my heart leaves
no room for echoes

I know your footsteps
will never return.

© Neetu M

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Aware by Neetu

June 26, 2019 by in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as , , , , ,

 

Aware

I carve words in the sand

I know the tide will rise

and wash them away

but I write them
until my hands are gritty
and the color of sand

I speak to the waves

I know they don’t hear
but I let the words roll out
of my mouth anyway
until they sound

like the waves

I listen to the wind

even when it is still

I can hear silence in the quiet

it utters words I wouldn’t
otherwise hear—they come
from within

© Neetu Malik

First published in TAT Poetry, December 2016

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