Dry Day-Trite Night
Again
a dry day
Again
a trite n blunt night....
I
searched a lot
To
my lost loneliness
Wandered
alone in the forest of life
In
the summer, leafless trees
And
leftover nesting boxes
Don't
know how, but seems it of mine; innocently
On
the empty paper of the day
I
painted intricated pictures
In
the night's dreamy slumber
Of
those colors having in my closed fist
©NEHA BHANDARKAR
Last
Breath
That
love addicted Earth
In
the betrayal of the Sky
Every
moment 'She' spends
From
here to there with gloomy eye
Lingering
mind
Always
waiting for 'him'
Deliberate
n fraudulent behavior
At
every step, ridiculous more n more
A
Sky has monopoly
And
many are contenders there
'She'
asks her every quiver
Is
that my last breath ever?
©NEHA BHANDARKAR
Inkling
Freezing
by loneliness n
When
the mind trumbling around
A
ray of Sun then
Body
needs to be found
Absolutely,
when the Sky invites
To
the darkness of night
Then
everyone behaves
Inconsistent,
despite
Someone
is waiting at the Horizon
And
hopefully the mind starts to run
But
the union of the Earth and the Sky
Is
not possible to justify and pacify
©NEHA BHANDARKAR
Neha Bhandarkar
Neha Bhandarkar is trilingual poetess.
Her 10 books have been published in Marathi and Hindi languages and her English
Long Story Book is under publication.
She has bagged many State level, National and International level Awards
for her literature and literary activities. Her poetries, stories and articles
are being published in national and international magzins, e-zins and
newspapers. She has been invited in many national and international literary
conferences and poetry festivals. Her Marathi and Hindi poetries, stories and
articles have been traslated in English,German, Brail etc. She has contributed
several poetries in the National and
international Anthologies.