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Nandish Malhotra Mar 2017
In the quietness of the night
These stars, they speak to me.
Glitter with sorrow and delight
They remind me
Of past, the dead present.
When all was not pleasant.
The moon with its waning crescent
Some loss and some descent.
Life and its lows
But time still it flows
With its dims and blurs.
You want to sit down, relax
But it spurs
In the right direction.
The direction of time.
Where all is but sublime.
These dots they show
Switch off, then glow!
Nandish Malhotra Oct 2016
Moisty-mist on the sill,
The morning has come
There's no light still.
The winters are here
And I... feel the chill.

My breath is warm,
The air around cold
Dry season's balm
Makes me feel old.
I wish, I could, I will.
But I... feel the chill.

Body tight in blanket,
Eyes peeping around.
I look, I try, I fumble
Without making a sound.
The world's silently working
As if they took some pill
But me, I am struggling!
The task's too uphill.
So, I close my eyes and slumber
Coz I...feel the chill!
Dehradun winters be like...
Nandish Malhotra Jul 2016
Come hither my noble child,
Look at this riddle
Where crocs eat grass and sheep go wild.
Come come! Let’s play and fiddle.
Have a look at this lion roar
With tooth and teeth that of boar!
Pride over pride, over his pride
Hog over-hogged, alas he died!
And there are still some more
Who want some more!
More some, more some;
Three-some, Four-some.
Thither see that one!
Still as a stool.
Earlier green in envy
Now dead-red in the pool.
The devil's riddle-rhyme of the 7 sins.
Nandish Malhotra Jul 2016
Was I not beautiful enough
Or you don't find me attractive anymore.
Was I there to humor you
To laugh and make merry.
Or anything for that matter to you.
You called me your sweetest memory;
How we would walk hand-in-hand
Your fingers in mine.
And just a touch, like a wand
Sent shivers down my spine.

When I stared at you
With all the love
Your eyes talked to me.
Your gaze ever-convincing.
And then came those big promises
Which made me trust you
And you alone of all people.
You liar!
You lied so beautifully and conveniently.
Always knowing that I would be back
When you shed a tear.
Even while I am trying to control mine.

Are you crazy, crazy are ya?
You kept on repeating.
The same self who once said
We were like-minded.
And crazily enough
You pushed a dagger
Into my throbbing heart
Which is still bleeding.
Nandish Malhotra Jan 2014
The police found her body.
Her body when she was dead.
Who, none did know.
But blood did flow.
Her blood, when she was dead.

The doctor felt her pulse.
Her pulse, which was as dead.
And with a twist
He turned her wrist.
Her wrist, which she had bled.

They called her parents.
Her parents who had fed.
There broke a cry.
Many throats turned dry.
Turned dry, on her death-bed.

Then friends were called.
Her friends; and tears each did shed.
Told when they lived and laughed.
How did this happen instead!
Her death; and why she was dead?

The parents were questioned.
Her parents still filled with shock and dread.
Then friends and familiars, then strangers too.
None of them, no one had a clue.
No clue, what made her bled.
But blood did flow
And so did life.
The life around her.
The life, when she was dead.
            
                                                             - Nandish Malhotra
Nandish Malhotra Jan 2014
Maybe the fire wasn’t enough

To keep things burning.

And it required just a puff

For which both were yearning.

But my heart wasn’t cold

As I am told

Over & over again.

Maybe you’ll get married

To a rich man, one day.

And I’ll be just another.

If in some gathering

Our eyes meet, yet again…

Or we do cross each other,

I expect to see that familiar touch.

But nothing too much

To attract everyone’s attention.

Nor do I want a mention…

Of the acquaintance we had,

The times we spent

And how we were mad!

In Love…over & over again.

                                                       -Nandish Malhotra

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