Neha Singh: Poems

7.6k · Sep 2013

Neha Singh Sep 2013

but darling,
mon chéri,
when you kiss me in the night rain
with the glow of the sodium vapor lamp on your skin
(or is it happiness?)
and i see your eyelids,
ever fluttering
blinded by our love & raindrops
i hop on a leg
and jump once more in the puddle
(splashh)

(i'm) flamingo legged
& shy
so kiss me again
oh me oh my

3.6k · Sep 2013

my gulmohar

Neha Singh Sep 2013

my gulmohar

we played
all midsummer games,
soiled and bruised

on the floors
rolling with laughter
and dancing blue.

Life calls.
hush, shush.she mustn't know.
quick,hide.

everything turns yellow.
groping still. i seek.
I spy.

and you became stars
i looked in awe.
a proud kid.

i loved you guys
o archade.love you still.
like gulmohar.

kgp will miss you.

A haiku i wrote for my seniors. The class of 2007.
with love.

1.9k · Mar 2013

Untitled

Neha Singh Mar 2013

Untitled

when i'm with you
i'm a teenager
riding my new ladybird
buying my 1st strawberry soda

when i'm with you
i'm a 6 year old
happily drunk on frooti
swinging in the park
infront of my house

when i'm with you
i'm as shy as a teenager
wearing a laced bra
for the first time

when i'm with you
i see a butterfly flutterby
and wonder just how many of them
are inside my heart

when i'm with you
i feel the wind in my hair
while you take me in your arms
and spin the world around me

when i'm with you
i am that 6 year old
playing hopscotch
holding my skirt
kicking about with my small toes

when i'm with you
i'm wearing that babypink & cream frock
that my father gifted on my 6th birthday,
and running around barefoot with joy

when i'm with you
i'm that shy teeanger coz
my crush has a crush on me too

when i'm with you
i want to buy popsicles & cotton candies
and collect stickers and tazos with you

when i'm with you
i let you tie my laces
and choose which color of gems
i am going to have next

When i'm with you
i wonder how blue the skies are
how green the grass is
how flirtatious the wind is
and why you love me so much

in memory of a rare love, written in a heartbeat.

1.6k · Sep 2013

fresh and juicy

Neha Singh Sep 2013

fresh and juicy

Frooti.Mine.Silence
Ambrosia , bonne bouche.Indulge
when fire flies.

Flushed and pouting
Emerald velvet beckons
Nature is jealous

Blushing splash, tickles
your tongue, sticky, double O.
two mangoes entwined

Oii buy me
just one more, pray
I have sinned.

My 1st haiku, written some 6 years ago.
I relive my childhood when that chilly mango taste rushes down the throat.
All you know is wrong.
You have been lied to your entire life. There are no other Mango drinks.
Other liquids claiming to be Mango-like are lying.
They are apostates from the true way of Frooti.
A true Frooti lover wouldn’t trade it or compromise with any other substitute.
Yeah right. No I don’t want Real, Slice, Maaza or Mango Sip instead.
Frooti is the uber-mango. Frooti is all.

1.2k · Sep 2013

the aftermath of me & you

Neha Singh Sep 2013

the aftermath of me & you

I suddenly remember your face
From the night you first kissed me

Kissing & smiling alternately

Holding my hand, curling into a ball, wrapping yourself around it
Nailing me to the bed, pouring your kisses on my lips & my neck
Playing my curves like a guitar,
& spinning the world around me

Between resting & waking dreams
So close to me you breath in my exhale.

Its not just the small piece of rhythmic flesh
This heart that beats,
slow & fast, to the symphony of our love making
Its our souls intertwined, drunk & hungry

Just
flesh and bone
blood and hair
nerves and sweat
now all stripped bare
a heaving, gasping, tangled mass
Of love and lust and rage and greed
of want and lack and take and need
the wet and hot and cold and true
the aftermath of me and you

1.1k · Feb 2014

caffeine

Neha Singh Feb 2014

caffeine

have you ever felt sadness at 3am?
knowing your love once lost and found will be lost again?
tears rolling down those bambi eyes, unfinished poems brewing in the heart.

its hard to ignore how you're perfect; you who's willing to be my everything. anything.
darling, you're right when you say i will fall in love again but you're not if you think i'll stay in it;
i know its unfair but i'll always end up comparing.
it's always going to be you.

superman zero jeeralal, you should be awarded with a nobel peace prize for being totally immune to all my desperate attempts to pick a fight with you. you make the terrorist inside me feel like i'm using a mini water pistol on a man armed with bazooka love.
handsdown you've got to be the most stubborn lover that ever existed on the face of this earth.

i strut around feeling blessed for being chosen to experience this awesomeness of your love; this absolutely pure rare kind of love that most people never see or feel or even hear about their whole ******* lives.
this what i got right now is magnanimous.
if i die right now i would die a happy girl.
dying is easy.
its living without you that's gonna be ******* **** hardest.

849 · Oct 2013

sylvia

Neha Singh Oct 2013

sylvia

although it was love at first sight,
we aren't sylvia and ted, darling

you won't cheat on me
or marry someone else
(coz you love me so)

and i will never need anti depressants;
for my heart will never be clenched by an owl's talon
(coz you love me so)

i will never be seized by the irrational compulsion
of putting my head in the oven
or leaving our (imaginary) kids desolate
(coz you love me so)

you give me everything i can ever want,
everything she ever wanted, but never got.
i pity sylvia,
i wish she had met you.

828 · Sep 2013

you & i

Neha Singh Sep 2013

you & i

you are

maddeningly sweet
infinitely kind
shockingly ****
nauseatingly cute
surprisingly stylish

and i am
hopelessly romantic
for you

778 · Jan 2013

on my knees

Neha Singh Jan 2013

on my knees

if you were to suddenly appear on the road
that i'm walking
right now
i will fall on my knees
weak & shivering
with a strange mix of pain & pleasure

and if you smile, only god can help me..

595 · Jan 2013

. . .

Neha Singh Jan 2013

. . .

oh, what would i not do
to relive our first kiss
and that uncomfortable unfamiliarity
of seeing your face properly
for the first time.
that night of our first snow,
when every flake was a spoken word
and every move, so incorrigibly impetuous.

577 · Sep 2013

love letters

Neha Singh Sep 2013

love letters

wrote a love letter.

again.

after several months.. :)

i put myself in his shoes and felt so thrilled to receive it.
{every single time}
'oh **** i love her !'

and he broke up with me a few months later

564 · Sep 2013

on hazy pictures :)

Neha Singh Sep 2013

on hazy pictures :)

"maybe god lies in details, but a goddess can get away with lack thereof as well"

such a cool compliment that is,
so please excuse me
while i gloat and soak and marinate in this
and enjoy my imaginary glass of wine ;)

492 · Sep 2013

while at the movies

Neha Singh Sep 2013

while at the movies

you look at me askance
wanting to touch my hands;
and more..
(i'm lying in surrender)

479 · Jul 2013

holmie

Neha Singh Jul 2013

holmie

and tonight
i miss you my friend,
terribly.
not the fierce lover,
not tonight.
but the fierce friend
you were
and how you always
understood me.

you've left a gaping hole in my heart. and no one else can ever fill it,
like the moon i'll live with the craters, hoping some mad eyes will still find me beautiful..

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