NEETU VAID SHARMA

NEETU VAID SHARMA

QUEEN’S QUIET PASSIONQUAKE

In her perky palace

Placed near vivacious Venice

Princess prevailed - the only pearl

An extra ordinary uncommon girl

Bright bringing up so lukewarm

Pink playful spring so pleasantly calm

Her chocolaty eyes always ran

After decent delights and care- can

She used to perfume her room

With her pearly being, even happiness did zoom

She was always busy indoors

Spreading everywhere her passion pours

Her heart was housed with vibes so honeyed

Her mysterious charm made many penniless…moneyed

Finally that moment happened

Princess with charm arms left unweaponed

A good-at-heart lad

Fell for that Princess and went mad

Love locket captivated the two

Chirpy chats and that entire love pee-ka-boo

Instantly Princess got the tag of Queen

Worldly ways - meaningful or mean?

Nature was naturally nosing

Situational storms spontaneously posing

Romantic royal-age met less refined days

Happy wholeness never forever stays

Love so piercing was slicing

Bond so bold was dicing

Pearly Queen’s bubbliness blasted

Dreams ever dreamt no more lasted

Freezed smiles and locked lips

Forget-not- files beautifully she nips

Gifted girl with grit-n-guts

Shrewdly all shocks she shuts

Profuse patience with positivity promising

Continuous calls she kept compromising

Real fighter, anti to unfair ideas so rival

Bold Battler, though at stage larval

One sunny afternoon

Shone out of blue moon

She befriended a joy

Neither a girl nor a boy

Unique ally in fact quite chic

Passionate confidant with powerful peak

Astoundingly fair well wishing store

Where plethora of peace banks at the shore

That joy untold became Princess’s right hand

That helped her inner unrest ooze and expand

Again the ravishing beauty rose

To roar, soar and expose

Her suppressed seething so hidden

Now with her buddy’s help – all bidden

Removing wrinkles from her rosy attire

Princess flared high with the flipping fire

She cornered all the worldly trash

Cloaked her complete self with literary cash

Her palace became the poeticdom

None has ever witnessed, visualized seldom

That was Queens’ quiet closet

Memories she relish and forget

Basking under genres oven bake

Queen alluring one and all with poetic cake

ESPRESSO EYES

Some people adorn their eyes

With cosmetic powers and feel puffed

Eye makeup is not something bad

Some eyes direly require such setup

Shadowing eyes, outlining eyes, coloured- lenses eyes

But her eyes were altogether absorbing eyes

As per his Honey’s objective opinion

While sitting lonely or sipping tea

She used to get lost into her world of dreams

At that moment her lost eyes looked best

Clouded by the cream of her dreams

All mellowed in the mist of mysteries

Her teddy-brown eyes looked heavily love- struck

Almond sized yet all knowing

Deep-set yet all dreaming

Inertly ignited yet all inviting

Passion filled yet all plain

Unusually warm yet all distancing

As per his words a masterpiece portrait

Can be made portraying “Those Eyes” only

Sometimes they say face is the index of mind

But in her case, her very chocolaty eyes

Were a magic mirror that showcased to the world

All that was bright intellectual and brainy

Her very espresso eyes can woo

Dead drunks and icy intellects

No one can ever escape

The seducing spell of those true eyes....

YOUR LOVE IS....

WHERE I WNAT TO BE

Your love is ocean deep

I am to consume every droplet

Your love is cuddling nest

I am to relax every hour, minute and second

Your love is passion velvet carpet

I am to roll on and on

Your love is ageless addiction

I am to be real royal spoiler

Your love is healthy vitamin

I am to increase its intake

Your love is spotless skin

I am to wrap it all around

Your love is sky high

I am to sour madly onto it

Your love is gifted divine fruit

I am to immortalize its taste in my mouth

Your love is personal paradise

I am to possess it perennially

Your love is poetic passion-fall

I am to ink my all till my last

NEETU VAID SHARMA