This is a poem written for my friend Neha on her birthday.
the Neha of Sneha
the phone is still on with "Neha connecting..."
...User busy dot dot dot...
Girl on the move...
survival the name, Neha the game
the ancient law proclaims the name
Neha means a rain of love
The Neha of Sneha
a measure of the primordial love
healing tears for the nerves
By the law of al-Kanoon
Neha, where are you
are you on the move?
it's your birth night tonight
Will I be the last to wish you?
I carry forward a poem
with the feeling of love in you
did any long awaited poem ever happen to you?
Let it all out, whether wrong or right
I am ever ready to pounce on you dot dot dot
in every cry...in every fight
every star in the sky is a bhaiyya brother
Twinkling for you
The sun in its sky projects a cartoon movie of you
ah, this live screen laughing of you
this movie I did enjoy to be a Sifar so far...
But were you really that supporting actress
In that costume of butterfly n' petal
of sweethearts red and blue
when a honeybee calls
Never forget to cut his buzzing call
With an unknown good reason
he remains yours ever expendable to fall
the wise are sometimes otherwise...
Yet you do really look forward to
Being the flowering-self
already in you...