Many a times, when I am alone
I just find myself thinking of the fun
Collecting pouring water, drenching in the rain
Sailing my paper boats in the small drain
Catching frogs from puddles of water,
in matchboxes
And throwing them on young and old with giggles and smiles

Smearing the silver, golden color on my friends
Of the butterflies that we picked in the sunny garden
Feasting on dollops of homemade icecreams and chuskies (ice lollies)
Listening to stories of kings n demons by granny

How could I forget that fight with parents
To stay awake all night during summer or winter break
To watch uncountable movies on the rented video player
Or to read Agatha Christie, Enid Blyton in just one sitting

There was a different story all the time
for each of my tantrums and fantasies alike
And a unique reason for enjoying every season

Oh! How I wish I could have a time machine
To take me back to my childhood innocence
I really miss being a little kid O my Lord!
With no stress, worries or care in the world...!!!

© Neeloo 'NeelPari'

Oh my Love !
You are my sunshine,
You light up my world,
Your smile brightens up my day,
And keeps my fears n tears at bay...

Oh my Sweetheart!
You are my  dream come true,
You make me comfortable,
With You I am always at ease,
You have touched my heart so,
As no one can ever do...

Oh my darling!
My heart misses a beat, 
At the mere mention of ur name, 
My adrenaline starts rushing,
Whenever You look my way...
I am feeling totally mesmerised,
As I'm writing this love-note for You...

Oh My Sweetheart..
I feel you are my destiny,
And Your heart is my abode,
I promise to be yours,
Till the last breath of mine...

Oh My Heartbeat!!!
I'm so perplexed,
I'm so confused,
Only U can help me solve this puzzle,
All d mazes take me to the problem,
Will You be Mine Forever ??

© Neeloo 'Neelpari'

Twenty four hours
stretching to a century
Engulfing the four walls
Of the lonely abode
haunting the soul
Of the grief stricken me

An enstranged tear
restless to roll down,
My gloomy, rosy cheek
Steps down from their abode
Leaving behind a trail of
Tell-tale blackest kohl

Memoires of you,
Haunting, transending..
And Oh! this taunting moon
Hiding behind the moving clouds
Peeping out, mocking at
My vunerable, lonely state

Brushing back my wet locks
I softly murmur your name
Against my powerless slender palm
When will you help me out
from this pitiable state
O my Eloquer....!!

© Neeloo 'NeelPari'