Get Your Premium Membership

Best Poems Written by Neelam Dadhwal

Below are the all-time best Neelam Dadhwal poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

View ALL Neelam Dadhwal Poems

12
Details | Neelam Dadhwal Poem

Summer Sun

summer sun...
running to a corner canteen
for the bagels

Copyright © Neelam Dadhwal | Year Posted 2014



Details | Neelam Dadhwal Poem

Old Basket

old basket...
spring looks through
the braids

Copyright © Neelam Dadhwal | Year Posted 2014

Details | Neelam Dadhwal Poem

Winter Guest

winter guest...
he offers me the green
of his world

Copyright © Neelam Dadhwal | Year Posted 2014

Details | Neelam Dadhwal Poem

Paper Boats

stuck in the rains
I watch the kids ride
paper boats

Copyright © Neelam Dadhwal | Year Posted 2014

Details | Neelam Dadhwal Poem

Butterfly

If I could be butterfly
of your garden,
you will find my love
in the flowers
lavender, pansy, phlox, calendula
the little grass beneath
the ants with big seeds
in the shadow of the fallen petals
dreams of a wasp
the gurgling drops
staying late till noon
and sometimes in late mist
breaking my another cocoon
pricked along with the laughter
of the colors, the fragrance
my nature being a butterfly,
I will flutter around you.

Copyright © Neelam Dadhwal | Year Posted 2015



Details | Neelam Dadhwal Poem

Taste of Freedom

Fresh air, the freedom tastes good
from the banal structures and hoardings,
there is a wish that silently visits me now
in the same routes, the same destinations
I have left the defeat aside,
for a while now I shut all the doors
to the squabbles, to the debauchery
filling my dawn with the new colors.

I have tasted the freedom, I own it now
my friends, there is a vast sky,
the new heights need our strength
we are the eyes, ears and hands
we will go a long way casting an aim
there will be no pain, no barriers
’cause we will fight every pessimism
of our way, our resolution.

Copyright © Neelam Dadhwal | Year Posted 2015

Details | Neelam Dadhwal Poem

Into the New Year

In the new year we have arrived 
on the golden threads of life
weaving a story, so unbelievable.

Somewhere when the tune plays
we feel the joy and the tears well up
without reason, our hearts swell,
we find among the unfamiliar faces
the reasons to join and celebrate 
another trust or journey
in the making of fine.

Somewhere we pick up the glitter
or sparkle that long stays in time
then we share and on the both hands
a part of me and a part of you
remains thinking of past and without a future
going with the wind only a smile.

Somewhere we return back
to something we hold and find the wonders
last till the time we have given
so and even in the bitterness
no questioning this silence
that only the love has
this strength to follow.

Copyright © Neelam Dadhwal | Year Posted 2015

Details | Neelam Dadhwal Poem

Undulating

In the depth of this sea
how many breaths are lying
silent, in its entirety
the waves does not stop
messing with my head.

Hush! let me hear the song of pearl
what made it to leave the shell,
in the deeper realms where nuts and bolts
of my world lay.

Things it brings from a shore to shore
untagged in any specific name
warming in the sunset the waves
gushing over this message still.

Throwing them away, tossing there
to the heartbeat of sinking sun
revealing in the surf far
we cannot ride.

Copyright © Neelam Dadhwal | Year Posted 2014

Details | Neelam Dadhwal Poem

Butterfly Dreams

Lost in the bushes today a butterfly
of my dreams someone should not find
I color them and now watch the flight.

The life is a merchant I meet in a way
he gives me a smirk and warns to be careful,
where is the sky and where it meets the earth
I remain in my thoughts with, without sunshine.

The time is a friend who tells me to be wise
before I could lose hope, I find my ground
there are millions of stars still in the sky,
I prepare to put them on my ceiling in a while.

Copyright © Neelam Dadhwal | Year Posted 2015

Details | Neelam Dadhwal Poem

Sweet Song

One moment
I called the winds
to the western side of my home,
it did not whispered
and the trail of my unhappiness started
the blooming snowdrops
untouched by the misery of the want
where the fairies have written the dreams
I too have them
the wind says it will now
but the time has flown
the pollen can but not
my sweet song.

Copyright © Neelam Dadhwal | Year Posted 2015

12

Book: Shattered Sighs