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Niveda Nahta Mar 2016
Once there stood a Sailor,
Tall and Bold he was,
Upon the waves was his home,
Eye of the storm he was.
Some called him Charming,
Cindrella was in love,
Sindbad wanted a friend
SnowWhite could'nt succumb.
Jasmine searched the seven seas
To bring him back to ground,
And Alladin pushed him underneath
Hoping he'll fall.
But there stood a Mermaid,
Upon a stubborn rock,
Her eyes were like wet sand
Her nose a pebble soft,
She lured the hearty sailor,
Into the sea so dark,
Hoping he would see a world
Where he never had to stop,
Hoping he would call it home,
His home upon the rocks.
He wore his mighty hat aboard,
Underneath he was at flight,
Fought the world of challenges,
With his awe-some sight,
To all he was a Sailor,
A person in disguise,
Wid arms like boulders
And chest fierce
But light..
You would ask
What's their story,
Well here goes,
It might be right,
But Sailor met the Mermaid,
Mermaid fell in love,
Love is what sailed along,
Under the waves of lust,
In a world so arid
It turned hearts dry,
He searched for a place to swim
Where he could also fly,
He swam with the mermaid
Into the glassy ****,
Glossy waters
And coral reefs,
After years of gliding by
He decided to stop,
Not to make him stop,
the Mermaid cried a lot..
The sailor found a new place,
A place called a 'Road',
She thought their adventure was over,
And the Sailor was lost,
She tried to tell him,
Asked him to stop,
For she was no longer she,
Plural now she was,
She cudnt tell him
For he was in a hurry,
And about everything
He forgot..
But alas!
Was she happy
She saw the Sailor pray,
The prayer wasnt an ordinary one
He wanted for her to stay,
He'd seen Her world
For years together,
He now wanted her to see,
His own world of wonders
Above the choppy sea..
He prayed that She could
Join him
With no other blocks,
The only thing he wanted..*
"If only she could walk",
She cried and cried
In the sea of course
She knew that wasn't possible,
She knew He was lost..
One morning she woke up
Washed up on the shore,
The sea no longer wanted her
She was thrown.
She'd seen the seas too much,

Now it was time for her to go,

To Walk with the Sailor
With new legs, aboard.
Happiness got the best of her,Tears would'nt stop,
He caught her arms,
Pulled her up,
And showed her how to walk.

*She told him he had to love her,
And two other people too,
The Sailor was astonished
He dint know what to do!
A few days later
He did understand,
They were now four,
A bundle of all,
Joy had at last rejoiced!
He gave her a pearl,
From the very sea she came from,
To remind her of That world,
She accepted and
Now they were one mind,
A family,
One of a kind..
this is a real story..half of which we have completed and half is left for us to complete..a must read..
7.3k · Feb 2015
art
Niveda Nahta Feb 2015
art
nothing is devoid of Art.
the stars,
the constellations,
the sky,
the Earth..
all are aspects of Art,
the result of creativity..
just something that Nandalal Bose (writer) inspired me to believe in.. :D
Niveda Nahta Aug 2015
Sailor,
I never met a man of your valor,
You held my hand through everything
Even though its only been a month..
I love you and appreciate everything you do,
In a month I found someone
Worth persuading
So much as to,
you were so captivating
I don't care about your past
But I do care about your future
And I hope you will remember
to include me in it!
And I want it to be good
And I want us to be travelers,
And wanderers,
But a thing to remember would be that
We will always be home to see each other..
And I want you to know that I will not make promises that I cannot keep but
do things for you that you will not regret...
so I want you to be with me in everything and always..
I love you and these are not just words and I want you to be happy as much as I want to be happy in life..
So smile and I'll smile and make your day like you make mine..
Longing in anticipation,
Your Mermaid..
yes,I love a sailor, and yes I write letters to him! :D ❤
Niveda Nahta Aug 2015
Sailor,
And my heart still remains
In the unknown depths of the ocean
Deep within the treasures of the sailors
Burried fathoms deep
Sunk with the weight of the past pain
Come on sailor help me please
Help me loosen it from all the coral
And see me swim all over the ocean
Explore the seas with my emotions
And
I'll take you with me
Dont worry about that
For I only said
To free my heart
I didn't tell you to give it back to me..
your Mermaid..
another letter to my sailor.. :)
4.6k · Apr 2014
whiskey talks..
Niveda Nahta Apr 2014
Drip drop the whiskey drops,        
shattered glass,
broken heart,    
consciousness lost,
but faith not,          
I see myself lying on the cold bedded rock..
not my best work though...but I sense something in it..I just don't seem to know what..
4.3k · May 2014
some words for you!
Niveda Nahta May 2014
(English)
many days have passed since I saw your face,
Maybe its better this way,
since every time I see you I get a strong feeling,
Of carefully,
slapping or hitting and even killing!

(French)
nombreux jours se sont écoulés depuis que j'ai vu votre visage,
Peut-être son meilleur de cette façon,
car chaque fois que je vous vois je obtenez un sentiment fort,
De soin,
*gifles et même tuer!
Just goofing around! :D juste amusant autour! :D
4.2k · Apr 2014
silent hour
Niveda Nahta Apr 2014
He took me by surprise,
and in a second I knew I was held,
captured,
only to be used,
I knew I could do nothing at all,
my feet were cold and his hands were armed,
he scratched me and molested me with all he had,
my neck was ****** and my heart went slow,
after having his fun,
he tightened his hold,
his work wasn't done until my body was sore,
he stomped me on the chest with his brand new boots,
hit my head and broke my arm with his beatings and his calm,
he wanted to see me dead now,
I gave him what he wanted,
as I could not move acted dead,
he left me dying told me his name was 'Angel',
my only company now was the silence of the trees,
*His name was Angel,
but evil were his deeds..
A little something I heard from a neighbour who was recently *****..sad...everything happened too quickely for her to comprehend..she still survives but not for long though...
4.0k · Mar 2014
the loneliest place..
Niveda Nahta Mar 2014
the loneliest place is where you stand alone,
with your own heart in your hands,
in the middle of a chirping crowd,
with no one to hold
the loneliest place is where you stand alone,
with nothing to think about,
With a mind so empty
that emptiness, you think, can eat you whole,
when you live in silence
and when you walk the world,
with nothing but a bottomless soul,
the loneliest place is where you stand alone..
©NivedaAmber
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Niveda Nahta Mar 2014
(French)
luminosité tout autour,
rien ne peut vous voir,
la seule chose responsable,
C'est l'obscurité dans
vous et moi ..


(English)
**brightness all around,
nothing can you see,
the only thing responsible,
is the darkness within
you and me..
©NivedaAmber
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3.2k · Mar 2016
time to sail..
Niveda Nahta Mar 2016
a journey of love,
a journey of ***,
a journey so pure,
you never regret..
a journey of wildness,
a journey of happiness,
a journey of sadness
you never forget..
special times we spent together,
times of fights and war,
times of pleasure combined with pain,
times which never can be lost..
its time for you,
to say goodbyes,
time to cry
and to smile,
time to be apart..
time to bear the pain,
time to promise to stay,
time to love always,
for now,
It's time for you to sail..
dedicated to you Mr.Sailor..who sails my dreams and my life..
2.1k · Mar 2013
an inside cry..
Niveda Nahta Mar 2013
They call me a canker,
they say I'm deceptive,
with an absinthe in my hand,
They call me a cahoot,
Abandoned in an abattoir,
They made me a psychopath,
They hurt me and beat me,
With all they had,
I said I am what I am,
They say am possesed,
With black magic,perhaps,
or maybe just a dark spirit,
So collapsed,
They say I look daunting,
Someone who's flummoxed,
Someone who's forlorn,
And a little hoodlum,
but i simply can't make them understand,
I am a labyrinth,
Full of difficult,
passages and paths,
Through which finding out is complicated,
I've had macabres,
which i handled by machetes,
The madder i got,
The smarter they,fed it,
With heaves of sickness,
they got me misspelt,
They didn't know that,
I, a psychopath,
was "okay" in my own way,
they mistreated me,
Misplaced me,
Misunderstood me,
Underestimated me,**
Look! I've come up!
still they were they,
They didn't stop,
So I cut them,
And beat them,
And scared their crap out!
Hit me with a dagger,
Hit me with a knife,
I'LL STILL BE ME,
EVEN IN MY NEXT LIFE.
This poem is a cry of some people, who are treated, in different casts, religions maybe societies,I don't know,
but are taken in the shadows for maybe being LGBT or just what they want to be....mixed emotions are the only emotions they've got....
Niveda Nahta Nov 2013
What a day!
Oh what a tiresome day!
A guesome hurdle
A dire way,
As afternoon embraced,
The lights all fade,
So does the sparkle in her
little eyes..
oh how pretty *she were

How her tiny feet ran all over the place,
Made me smile
A little gay,
Her nose so tiny,
it fit in as my thumb,
Her tongue so pink
Even strawberries
Looked shy..
But oh! Her jibber jabbering,
Her questions,
Her answers!
Her shouting,
Her cry!
What a sly thing she was,
You know?
she hid behind sofas,
Scared me to death,
So I thought of giving her
a taste of lifelessness.
.
but, she,
she,
Was my princess,
My beauty in petals,
Her funny giggling,
Made everyone laugh!
Oh such a cherry
Skin like honey,
Her hair amber,
Like wings of burterflies
Flying across the sun..
Oh! But she ****** the life
out of me,
Everyone praised her,
But me,
they said what a lovely
Little thing she is!
The irritation!
The moral dissatisfaction!
She made me look old!
and ragged,and torn,
Frustration!
but how could I cut her
Feeble hands?
Hold her so tight,
That she couldn't breath,
how could I?
How?
after all I was her mommy,
The most beautiful
She considered..
How could I not think about her once?
I gave her life and in
3years I took it back!?
Forgive me lord
For I have sinned,
no how can you forgive someone
So heartless,
so mean,
Such a hippocrit!
such a ***** person?
But who cares?
when I  have my life back,
To start anew,
Never look back,

Yes I hit her,
Hard and numb,
Made her blood,
Come till my feet,
but she was the one who wanted forgiveness,
yes she,
So I gave her
What she wanted,
freedom was my forgiveness,
Stains of her,
still stick to my life story,
but I don't care..
you,fair little fragile thing,
You made me do that to you,
Had you not come,
I never would have been,
An inhuman,
A mother,
A disastrous
Murderer..
This is just about how a mother mercilessly murders her three year old daughter..in course of time she has old memories and new thoughts emerging through her when she confesses...when she is caught..
©NivedaAmber
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Niveda Nahta Nov 2013
The foamy waterfall,
reminds me of her floral dress,
The stones floating,
Of her helpfulness
And those precious ones,down under
Of her beautiful dead eyes
On her death bed..
I know I should be sad,
But I need not cry,
it's her everlasting beauty
Not her body to die..
but I felt with that immense a treasure,
One could not help keeping it same forever,
But she was too pretty,
the one too fragile to be broken,
this cruel world would make her old,
old, and with no charm like before,
Yes! She won't be able to handle it,
she's too weak a goddess,
I kept that in mind,
and wanted her safety,
Something she could handle,
Her death in front of eyes,
So now her beauty would forever remain,
The same forever and ever..
©NivedaAmber
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1.8k · Mar 2016
drift apart..
Niveda Nahta Mar 2016
these days we drift apart,
more often than we know it,
these days, those days are gone,
it's no longer buds and roses.
these days, days feel longer than the are,
these days we are no longer where we were,
these days we no longer hold hands,
these days we no longer hold stance.
these days we are more sad than we appear,
these days time stops and more tears,
these days we pray to be together,not,
these days we simply drift apart..
nothing much...
1.7k · Dec 2016
a letter to an older me!
Niveda Nahta Dec 2016
Dear FutureMe,
I hope you are happy. Your mom is still with you and Anuj, well I hope he's with you as well. I hope you're ready to go sailing with your Sailor. I hope you were successful in all that you did even though you had some bad times and tired ones too. I hope you worked hard enough so as to make your mom's new school prosper in all ways. I hope you're still in love with coffee and him. I hope you have more confidence in you and still like wearing all that you love to wear. I hope you tried loosing the pooch ahaha well if you did have the time to do that. I hope after seeing this you'd be a little more happier if you already are and a little more hopeful if you're sad. And even if you're not following your dreams I hope you've made new ones and prospering in that too! I hope you still love yourself as much as you do now. Be strong you!
Posted:2016
To be read again after 4years!!

Update: 2020
I've lost people in life for good, still struggling yet I know I'll keep loving myself even more. Strange how life changes with time.
1.6k · Jan 2014
Unspoken words..(II)
Niveda Nahta Jan 2014
A mannequin as I know I am,
Soul-less, without life,
You gave me your heart and might
Just to keep me safe..
You dressed me up from dawn to dusk,
You said I needed a name,
Stephany, Mary or Carrie
Would be good instead,
You talked to me
spilled your thoughts out,
You said I couldn't pretend,
You said, "If only you could understand,
I'd love you till the end"
looking at you I would wisper softly,
"I do understand, talk to me!
hear me out! "
Never leave my grip,
Listen to me,
If only you could,
With you I'd spend my life,
until and till the end..
Holding my tiny waist,
You'd protect me from falling,
down and getting hurt,
Perhaps by an unbalenced trolley,
Everytime you'd look into my eyes,
my world would stand at halt,
For you, I was just a doll,
To be handled, to be cared for,
for me, you a hero,
A tireless lover,
who inspires me,
Somehow a lot.
I know you cannot,
translate what I'm saying,
nor can you feel my feelings,
For my thoughts are silent as I speak,
*And my speach, as I speak, Silent.
©NivedaAmber
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1.5k · Jun 2016
game of time and destiny..
Niveda Nahta Jun 2016
Times of happiness,
Times like this when everything seems perfectly fine yet imperfect..
When time passes by in an instant and no one knows what might happen next…
We forget all our obsessions, tensions, problems, fears, nonsense
And focus on time...time alone which has no absolute pathway…
No course of action or reaction…
Only a measure of never or forever…
There could be a million alternatives that could take place but…
It’s you and me…
Together.
Among all the possibilities of occurrences,
The choice of the universe accounts to this…
The perfect placement of two bodies of matter,
In this chaotic yet constant time…
You chose me.
And I chose you.
Subconscious and consciously
In this place of uncertainties
There might or might not be someone watching over, controlling us like puppets
Or there might be more to it than we know it,
Or I might not know, if not for the nick of time that happened to cross my destiny,
Destiny…
Was it?
Or was it time?
Or some power wanting to lead us here,
Or was it already written, in the stars?
So many questions but the answer one needs is if we exist at all…
Do we?
Or are we just a figment of someone’s imagination?
Are we dreaming?
Awake and thinking?
Well all I can occasionally agree on is the fact that there was a want…
A want of wanting everything to happen…
The dreams we saw when we were small…
Are we both living it?
Or the thoughts you had…the imaginations…
Are we living it all unknowingly?
Maybe yes? Who knows?
This want that keeps on arising for the want of more want…
Everything wanting to happen at the same time…
The right time, and the right place.
Mornings changing into evenings and then nights
For want of rest,
Books increasing in number
For want of knowledge,
Souls colliding with each other
for want of escape..
Escaping this light of nothingness…
A place familiarly known as world.
We came, we met, we lived, we died…
All in the same place where we
in fact met to be together…
For want of continuity and want of ?
Even I do not know,
I am but a helpless being of matter and my body turns to dust…
But not so ordinary either…
as my existence and my soul does not cease to exist in this world…
I may be a mere mortal…
But when we met…
The universe wanted it,
Destiny wanted it,
You wanted it,
Our souls wanted it,
But our minds…
little did they know of this magic…

That revives dead senses and unknown feelings…
Which has led us into this pathway of love…
A mere flick of brain cells that prevent us to repel each other in all possible ways…
I love you...
You are my eternity..
This is inspired by Stephan Hawking's works and well its something I wrote for my Sailor and told him to read it after he's on ship..
memories..
1.5k · Oct 2014
people...(10w)
Niveda Nahta Oct 2014
people change,
situations tear them apart,
opportunities bring them closer..
1.5k · Apr 2015
a six hour love story
Niveda Nahta Apr 2015
Did not know who you were
Your name or your birthday
Voice of yours was all i heard
We dint even spend a day
Three hours of chatting
Two hours of play
One hour of clarity
And another hour of day,
Lips smelling like cigarettes 
Body so husky and light
In an aura of musk
Bodies touching like night 
Stars kissing the sky
I heard your voice
You felt mine
I touched your heart
You blew my mind
We saw light coming in
Through the curtains
It was night yesterday
Today everything's uncertain
Maybe it was new
So it attracted me
Maybe it was me
That attracted you
Like a cannibal
We ate up our sorrows
Into a shadow of lustre
And no tomorrow
What happened this time
I cheated perhaps
It was one time thing
Its time to relax
Maybe I forgot how much someone loves me
Maybe it was infatuation that caught me
Love or lust
It no longer matters
As my thoughts include 
You as all that matters
Lust for you
Maybe love for me
But these 6 hours were
Enough for me
One night of regret
One day of lust
One time of sorrow
One game of mistrust
Maybe I am sorry
Maybe it was meant
A six day love story 
That never came to an end..
yes I regret it..
1.4k · Dec 2012
unfavourite things
Niveda Nahta Dec 2012
Raindrops on roses,
And wiskers on kittens,
Don't know if I really wore mittons,
But I can be sure,
Nothing came in brown paper packages,
Which were ******* with strings,
So I asure you,
These are not some of my favourite things!

Cream colored ponies,
No! Crisp apple poodles,
Sorry if I made a mistake,
I'll go with noodles,
White owls that fly with some
Food in their beaks,
I assure you,
These are some of my unfavourite things!

Girls in white dresses,
With blue satin sashes,
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,
Silver white winters that melt into spring,
Well,
These are a few of my favourite things!*

When the dog barks,
When the bees sting,
When I feel like shouting!
I simply remember my unfavourite things!
and then all I feel is,
too bad!
No offence to the old lovely song favourite things.....
1.4k · Dec 2013
postbox..
Niveda Nahta Dec 2013
everyday my eyes go fluttering,
here and there, everywhere,
every hour seems like a year,
waiting for a person in despair,
not a person I would love,
but someone I long to see,
every minute of the day,
I may sound confusing,
but pay attention,
'cause I do.
Attentively watch, await,long,
for that one envelope,

inside which would be a page,
a white but unblank paper,
with words and exclaimations
About your explainations,
and your whereabout,
as I wait for that person
To bring me a letter from my beloved,
my dear love, my craving,
* my sole purpose of living,
I convince myself by saying,
the post man must be lost!
or perhaps just lazy and late,
for he never comes,
and makes me wait in vain,
Sometimes I loose hope,
the only thing I've got,
but recall your face,
and remake my mind,
saying, maybe times are rough,
reason why you can't write to me,
these days,
perhaps just the work
that keeps you busy all day,
but yes I do wish you could just take time out,
to write three words on a card,
i love you.
send it to me,end my vacant wait..

It's been five years now,
you never wrote or even called,
ah! yes I received a telegram today,
Right now I opened it,
and as I opened it,

tears kissed my cheeks,
of happines that you did care!
but soon my tears of joy
turned into blood sobs,
when I read in the letter that you were gone,
passed away five years ago,
while saving someone at war,
sorrow could not leave my side
knowing it was all I had,
and my heart wept,
my eyes went numb,
at the letters on that little note,
but at the end were the three words
I had longed to hear,rather see,
"he loved you."
Was all I could bear to see,
my brain stopped working,
my limbs went void,
now, I still don't know why,
I wait for you..
I'm old now you know?
I wish you could see me,
wrinkled and stupid,
for I still wait for that day,
when I would get to see you at last,
with a letter saying those three little words,
"come with me"
tonight and forever,
we would make up for lost time,
and spend once more our lives,
but for now my longing is still not over,
for I still wait for the postman,
behind my window,

and I need no doors or even locks,
*as my gaze still remains fixed on my post box..
I know I've use the word 'wait' a lot of times..but I just can't help it!!:p
©NivedaAmber
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1.2k · Dec 2012
disturbing text book!
Niveda Nahta Dec 2012
The text book asked me,
What I am gonna do today,
I said I don't know,
Its only Friday,
My text book asked me,
What the hell do you do with your diary,
I said its my personal life,come on quit it!
The next thing on my text book 's mind,
Was how was I writting,
The weird but good,
A tipsy handwriting,
I know I know,
its just the way normal people write,
How would you know it?
My text book asked me,what's on my mind,
i said, you're no facebook,
So tell you am alive!
My text book my text book,
I prayed all night,
please go out,right out of my mind,
please you disturb Me,
with all the confessions you have,
Please cover me with a pink paper,
I think that's all right!
Dude, your a book not more than that!
so stop asking me to study,
I'll really be glad!
Stop stop talking!
Stop ordering things,
Your just a paper back,
Lets see you in a dustbin!
Weird but its true for all!!!!
1.2k · Dec 2012
i cried for you..
Niveda Nahta Dec 2012
I cried for you,
Yes i cried for you,
When you left me at the staircase,
Below the sky, blue,
when you left me down with torn tears,
With a torn dress and torn shoes..

Oh, I cried for you,
yes I cried for you,
when I remembered what you said last night,
How you left me unmoved,
how you threw my things around,
How you broke my glasses,
When you heard me saying,
When you got me nauseauous..

I cried for you,
Yes, I did cry for you,
seeing you leaving my doorstep,
Seeing you standing outside my window,
I cried I cried till I lost my breath,
Till you choked and choked me till death..
Finally I saw the pain in your eyes,
You too cried seeing me,
Watching me no longer smile,
I had my pills,
They no longer worked,
To bring me out of mayhem,
To make this work,
Atlast i remembered I told you,
Id die..

Fo r your love, for that time,
But then i saw its nothing,
what you felt,
For the love instead of me,
was already dead,

But then i no longer
1.1k · Jan 2015
feelings..(20word)
Niveda Nahta Jan 2015
My feelings are
like leaves on
the tree of life,
my life,
filled with
colours of momentum
and  of placidity...
Just something..
1.1k · Dec 2013
your mistake...
Niveda Nahta Dec 2013
eyelashes laden with snowflakes,
heavy already with tear drops,
frozen stains of red around,
heavy breath, still and sound,
whistling breeze,
no summer trees,
where waters freeze,
and cold are keys,
no bumble bees
over humble pies,
everything dry,
everything white,
frozen and still
her dainty eyes,
don't look at her,
for she might smile,
at your hopelessness,
your untidiness,
at your fate
of dire unrest,
and when you look into her eyes,
you'll feel the pain she went through,
and your hand might tremble before you
break her into pieces,
with that axe in your hands,
why are you scared now that you've already killed her?
yes I know,the regret,
and her soulful stare
that might end up taking away your entire life..
©NivedaAmber
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1.1k · Nov 2012
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Niveda Nahta Nov 2012
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All the love you gave me..
Was it all a lie?
cause before hearing the answer "yes ",
Id rather die..
All the years spent together,
Tell me, did it mean nothing?
All the days of love, wherever,
For I'm still waiting,
Each day now I,
Keep on thinking,
Was it you or just I, lagging
Behind, hanging low,
Far off where your love was,
Wish I could be the one,
You always dreamt of...
But me,
I still gave you affection,
Baby I was born to make mistakes,
Not to fake Perfection,
After all these years, i still think,
Was it you or was it I,
For me it is still at halt,
After all the time did pass by,
Now, I lay here surprised, still agonised,
Still remember the final day,
When you left me paralyzed,
Not by body
But by heart,
It stopped beating once we were apart...

I dont know about you,
Saw you laughing down the road..
Seemed so real but not true,
Heard you saying..
you moved on
Well so fast?  Dint know you were so strong!

Or tell me you dint love me actually,
Or even maybe like me,
Why did then you play my heart?
couldn't you even see?
i gave you all but no pain,
But you went on hurting me..
For all the things.. you did to me all through,
You'll have to pay the price,
Oneday, of the tears I cried for you......
©NivedaAmber
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Niveda Nahta Aug 2015
Sailor,
You asked me what a promise means to me..
Maybe it means that I have seen and heard people break a lot of promises
and maybe this time
I do not expect that to happen..
And
That I've had enough of ******* in life
And maybe its time everything bad came to an end
And maybe
Its time I got something good out of life
And maybe that good is the result
Of having you in my life
And
I might not be mature enough
Or old enough
To maybe understand the meaning of
maintaining a relationship long enough
And I might be too young
To know
I love you so,
And u love me.
And too young
That everyone might think
My heart might flutter around a bit,
But what everyone does not know
Is that my heart has made a home,
And as it always is
You always feel,
Peace when u come back home..
And the distress my soul would feel
Without peace
Would be immeasurable
So I made a promise to myself to always be peaceful,
AND that would only
BE possible if i came back home..
YOU are my home sailor..
Forever longing,
Your Mermaid..
today I told him to come back home..
1.1k · Nov 2013
my birthday..
Niveda Nahta Nov 2013
I was born today,
Yes on this very day,
Today people wished me,
from here and there,
from the cleverest of people
to that nerd,
But I still wish that person remebered,
Who was once,
Through my life
Never forgotten..
Yes today is my birthday..and I prefer spending my time with poetry..:)<3
1.1k · Dec 2012
It's a She for Me.
Niveda Nahta Dec 2012
The sweet lips,
The tingy smile,
The tiny eyes,
the fair skin...
Not a baby.. but my baby..
Hard to understand..
her presence so beautiful,
Her absence so hurtful,
Her air so soothing,
Her words so moving,
Her talk so strange,
Only a few can get it..
Her speach so wonderous,
Her grip so tight,
She makes me go crazy,
She makes me go insane...
She makes me mad,
But bear no pain,
Her kiss, a weapon,
Her hug, no less..
Her warmth,
her feel,
Her skin,
Her heels,
Her fingers,
her toes,
Her touch
her, she,
irresistable,
come to me,
come to me now,
i think...
she's every where,
she's on my mind,
she's in my soul,
she's always around me,
no matter how far,
Still the distance makes me irritated,
frustrated infuriated..
waiting..
longing...
sobbing..
don't know what...
but she..
she's the one...
she's my heart,
she..
Her..
whatever you say..
but yes she...
her...
A SHE.
1.1k · Oct 2015
night #1:without you
Niveda Nahta Oct 2015
I'm wearing your shirt
Only to feel the warmth
of your soul
In the cool summer night,
I still feel empty
A void I cannot fill with
Colours and clothes,
But only with your existence.
to a sailor..
1.1k · Mar 2016
can you see?
Niveda Nahta Mar 2016
can you see what you have done to me?
can't you see you got my head in a whirl?
my heart in a twist and
my tongue in wish,
a wish of being with you always,
you can travel afar,
but travel with me,
over the oceans
and over the seas
I'll hold on to you
if you hold on to me
can't you see what you've done to me?
to my Mr.Sailor..love you always...
1.0k · Dec 2013
a night in the stars..
Niveda Nahta Dec 2013
My charming heaven,
a basket of mess,
A casket of happiness,
Made me overwhelmed,
A peaceful sleep
A dire rest,
A day one
Hardly could regret,
A night one
Would surely redress,
Never forgotten,
Such unrest,
Clinging smoke
Daring darkness,
lonesome stress
In my little sun-dress,
No,I'm not a baby!
A grown woman,
Not even a lady!
But somewhere in 30's
My desire
could not be suppressed
Of being alone
in my loneliness,
In screaming silence
Shouting noise,
I really need to
run away tonight,
beyond the moon
Beyond this sunset,
a safe night
Gaga might,
Dream and let me dream tonight,
come with me with all
your light,
Between the stars,
In the sparkling night,
You,me
Myself and I
Don't you have a child inside you too ?? :)
©NivedaAmber
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1.0k · Sep 2015
if I died..
Niveda Nahta Sep 2015
sometimes I want to die.
I want to die to see if anyone
would care
would remember me
for what I was,
what I did,
not for what they knew
about me,
I know my mother would,
but would you?
a question in question..hmm..
1.0k · Jan 2015
our silences../nos silences
Niveda Nahta Jan 2015
(English)
silences are buried voices,
come and listen to them,
just a touch and you will see them,
burst into a thousand butterflies,
disturbed just to speak a word,
mystery in them lies..
silences are a tune,
try making them into songs,
silences are words,
try making them into sentences,
free them and they will fly away like birds..
silences are the skies,
come open your wings and fly,
silences are the touch of lies,
do you feel them, like I?
silences that lay with me,
I'll share 'em with you,
come, hold my hand,
and let me bury you,
you and I
in the sands of chimes
in the sands of time..

(French)
nos silences ..
silences sont
enterrés voix,
venir les écouter,
juste une touche et vous les
verrez,
éclater en mille papillons,
dérangé juste pour dire un mot,
mystère en eux se trouve ..
silences sont une mélodie,
essayez
en faire des chansons,
silences sont des mots,
essayez de les faire
en phrases,
libérer eux et ils vont
se envoler comme des oiseaux ..
silences sont les cieux,
viennent
ouvrir vos ailes et voler,
silences sont la touche de mensonges, ne
vous les sentez,
comme je l'ai?
silences qui se trouvaient avec moi,
Je vais 'em part avec vous,
venir,
me tenir la main,
et laissez-moi
vous enterrer,
vous et moi dans
les sables de carillons dans
les sables du temps ..
I know I have not used 'big words' to increase the beauty of this..but I do not know what to use..just something.. :)
Niveda Nahta Dec 2012
as I sit here alone
On the day of Christmas,
As the jolly shadows,
Of jolly people pass me by,
Laughter fills the air,
But I lay here alone,
Waiting for a text,
Or just a call,
Or the slightest
Voice of yours,
I get to hear nothing but sadness,
In myself,
You told me that you'd call me,
The first one to wish me 'merry christmas',
But here i lay asleep,
half awake,
But waiting in silence,
In darkness,
Hearing carols,
hearing reindeer jig,
Hearing bells ring
All around,
Its midnight now,
Still the snow's falling,
As I dream of standing,
And kissing you,
Under the misletoe,
A tear rolls down my face,
Still holding on to the thought,
Of you coming and staying with me,
But I know,
I've got to accept the fact,
that you'll never come,

'Cause the ones who go away once,
Never come back,*
They stay far away in the stars,
As my mom says,,
Guess I'll keep waiting for,
a last wish still to be told,
I wish I too get to stay in the stars now,
I don't  want to stay this way,
just,
Me,my silence,
Under the misletoe...
To someone who's no more.....:(
Niveda Nahta Dec 2013
Hahaha,
Round and round
I spin in
And I spin out,
Up and down
Upon the ground,
Your love makes
Me love the cold ground,
Faulterring speech
With an infernal smell
hugging me everywhere
Atrocious hell,
No it's not them pills
That work
Nor the smoke
or the dirt,
Not even ecstacy
Just a little twirk,
of smiles
And hugs,
that makes me drunk,
I'm not a wobbly child,
But an adult in love,
Toddling around
In the spell of your love!
Glittering stars I see at
daytime,
while the sun shines brightly
For me at night,
the rainy season now
makes me feel good,
No need of umberellas or even hoods,
Hahaha!
indeed I'm mad,
Not psychopathically
But in real minds,
"Truely,Madly,Deeply"
In love,
Yours,that binds
Me to the sky,
Gravity can no longer
keep me in sight,
Up and above the hills
I swim,
Yes I'm addicted to this
Little thing,
It's complicated
but mystical,
Yes it's love
That makes me blurred
And a little absurd!
Hahaha!!! Love is indeed better to use instead of a drug.. It's more addicting!!
©NivedaAmber
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969 · Nov 2013
did you get it?
Niveda Nahta Nov 2013
In times of need,
You, yourself can help yourself,
but when others need you,
I know you get confused,
is she right,or wrong,
Or plain yet bitterly cheating,
Or are you the reason
Of her soft moarns,
Or her hard feelings,
Of her blind trust,
Or there's something inside you
That keeps beating..
That makes her want you,
e  v  e  n   m o r e. . . .
935 · Jan 2015
crazy
Niveda Nahta Jan 2015
{English}
love that binds us,
truly pure,
love holds us together,
even though blind,
in love you will see all,
but hear none other..
{French}
l'amour qui nous lie,
vraiment pur,
l'amour qui
nous unit,
même si aveugle,
dans l'amour, vous
verrez tout,
mais entendre rien d'autre..
895 · Oct 2013
Unknown(part-II)
Niveda Nahta Oct 2013
Now let me tell you what happened next,
The bold the feeble,
Went with the dead,
Down went the rich,
The poor and
The worthless,
The useless and
The innocent,
I was doing it,
No it can't be me,
I took lives,
With tears of glee,
Happiness is what filled my face,
My mouth kept moving,
And my mind insensate,
Insensible acts,
Proved my desires,
Divine were those and
those didn't tire,
shattered blessings,
Built up curses,
Collected bad dreams,
With songs and verses,
They wrote my stories,
Earned the fame,
Forget themselves
Became my tamed,
With fiery eyes
Heart of a master,
I stabbed her hard
With a daring laughter,
smirks and anger
My guiding angels,
my misguiding devils,
Made it stranger,
Misjudging me,
is your mistake,
Cause I was awake
On my bed,
When you were in your dreams,
Far away,
I was the bad man
You met in your way,
your dreams feed me,
Your smile kills,
But what suits you best
Are the smoking chills,
Give me life
Rather death,
I am,I was
A living hell,
I will take you to my nest,
Let's just say,
Yesterday,
I was possesed..
894 · Jan 2015
live..
Niveda Nahta Jan 2015
I
live
the
poetry
that
I
cannot
write..
It is pretty hard to interpret day to day life in such a short statement..but here it is..! #life #short #simplicity
846 · Dec 2012
desire dark
Niveda Nahta Dec 2012
Her, oh, her,
She shines so bright
In her black gown
with a silver line,

Not frabjous, flambuoyance,
Just simply loyal,
No glitter sprinkled,
No heavy fire,

No makeup,
No blush,
just simply loyal,

White, pale, silver, blue,
Yellow,
Seems so bright even more,

I want to stare at her,
In her dark eyes,
At her dark dress,
With too much depth,

Once I stare, my life, let go.
All along with her beauty galore,
Not frabjous, flambuoyance,
Just simply loyal,
The moon and her,
And my dark desire......
844 · Dec 2012
your filthy love...
Niveda Nahta Dec 2012
My love,
Your love,
My love for you,
No love for me,
My ***** love,
Just for me,

You made me this,
You made me mad,
You made me wish,
This never had,
Is happening,
Actually,

Because you loved me more,
Because you left me *****,
You cheated,
You meathead,

You told me your sorry,
But you moved on in a heartbeat,
the pains you gave me,
They cut deep,
They hurt me,
They **** me,

But you said you didn't mean,
But who cares,
You did it,
after all you did cheat,
she was a *****,
i should have known,
i still say this to myself,

She was the one who tore my heart,
Now she gave it to some one else,
After all its your time,
I gave you all my love,
But you didn't care,
Now all i have is your filthy love,
Your madness,
my sadness...
Yes you girl,
your filthy love..
840 · Oct 2013
Unknown (part-III)
Niveda Nahta Oct 2013
Yes,the same old
The same old,
the same way enthralled,
By a clear mess,
Yes indeed I was enslaved
By a power that did not rest,
But burnt and burnt
Until the quest
was finished and foregone,
Until I bewitched
and captured the maiden,
The maiden in the black dress,
With fiery eyes
And lips succulent,
With deep thoughts
And desires immense,
Who walked like a swan
But inside was a snake,
Who was the reason of my meanness,
The only one who could free me now,
with hands of the devil
I seeked for her now,
I searched and looked
Like a hungry soul,
Hungry for freedom
Freedom to use my body once again,
A deal with demon,
oh!  Why did I make?
Regret and despair still on my way,
Depressed spirits going round again,
let the powers start,
Start their journey,
To hit me with strange endevours,
let the spells start the controlling,
let me be free after all the moarning...
Not totally satisfied with this one though..
Would appreciate suggestions! :)
839 · Apr 2013
**drugs for life**
Niveda Nahta Apr 2013
Crack,cocain,
****,heroine,
****,LSD,
Don't know what am saying,
Is it my depression,
Or a confession,
Or just a symptom of effusion,
Its my abrasion,
Yes it hurts,
It hurts my body,
It hurts my soul,
but doesn't feel sorry,
these, these filthy little stuff are,
What makes my living possible,*

  Are what makes me controlable,    tell me a way to run from them,     to make them leave me,                 I used to have a life,                 before I went stupid..                       Before i went mad,                          no one to talk to, they were my only friends,             the one i could depend,             even in my darkest days...
838 · Jul 2018
Ruins
Niveda Nahta Jul 2018
As I listen to the beats of another wild song
My feet tapping on the cold hard ground
In the darkness I ascend the stairs
Sharp eyes and all spread out hairs
Under the moonlight I let my sorrows out
Drenched in loneliness
I roam around and round
I know my heart is in ruins
The ruin is fun
It gives me pleasure
To be fallen apart
I leave those pieces behind me
And dance on and on
Till those pieces cut me deep
And I frown and I laugh
I'm happy to know I've thrown away a part of me
that will never come back
Shards of memories in my vicinity
I smile I cry
Till I let it all out
And I'm all in ruins,
My body is one,
My mind's out of control
But I think I'm alright,
I'm beginning to blossom
in this silent night
I dance on and on
Till those pieces cut me deep
And I cry and I laugh
Till I transform into light
Something I've always wanted to be
I feel a void
But that's alright
Because I'm no longer in ruins
But I still remember those times...
Words help me feel things I've never felt before..
©NivedaAmber
Niveda Nahta Dec 2012
The three way bribe for a body to fail,
A three way trial for a body to face,
The three path road for a body to take,
A three branch tree for a person to see..

Attraction..
The ever more flirtation...
The urge, the want
Which makes,
Temptation,
The pull, the push,
the harsh, the soft,
That makes the body surrender,
The work of seduction..
taking out frustration..

the only ways to make a blender,
Mix and match till you can render,
The three way art,
Of making a selection.........
Niveda Nahta Dec 2012
**.**.**!
Here he comes,
With reindeer,
And gifts,
And his nose,so big,
His fluffy tummy,
Beneath his dress,
So red!
his face reminding,
me of fun and laughter,
Of jolly good days,
And jolly good laughter,
Of pretty little girls,
in little red dresses,
of white and silver snow,
That rest on the lasses,
Of cute little boys with,
socks and braces,
Of warm and cozy nights,
With a loved one's sight,
Of jingle bells,
and misletoes,
That simple,yet,
Wonderous,
Hang with happiness,
Showing nothing but sparkle,
Around it,still,
And last,
The little green tree,
decorated with wonder,
With stips of snow fall,
and loads of decorations,
Decor,decor and nothing but
Decoration,
but all that which stands for,
Nothing but,
Christmas Cheer!
819 · Nov 2013
a shout to your glory
Niveda Nahta Nov 2013
Listen to yourself,
listen how you roar,
like thundering winds,
Hurricanes galore,
The choppy sea,
The rough road,
An entanglement
Of intricacy,
A stairwell of
Pain
And gain,
Lessons learnt,
A head of pride,
Heart of gold,
Priceless ruby red eyes
never showing off,
Roses sit on your lips,
Honour you with
Their colour,
As you stomp,
Fight
And roar
to the sound,
Of your brave heart!
©NivedaAmber
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Niveda Nahta Nov 2013
Oh! What a wonderful friend,
Ever so kind and ever so blessed,
You are the one I'm really proud to befriend!!
Don't mind if I took your name..pleasseee :p :D
You know who its for =D
790 · Oct 2017
Homecoming
Niveda Nahta Oct 2017
As the days are late
And time passes by
I stand here by the door
Waiting to catch your eye
A year has passed
A thousand dreams
A realm of kindness
A jealous feat
My eyes flutter
to see you here
As days pass by
without the tears
Time has come
And I want it still
Till the time my heart fulfills
Consumes the love
That was left
Incomplete
All this time
I wait and fear
This time to hold you near
All the time I try and try
Waiting by the door
To catch your eyes!
The wait is over he'll be here soon.. My wait is complete and so am I!!
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