NEETHA SASIDHARAN

NEETHA SASIDHARAN Poems

No sooner than I was born
Iam sent to a slaughterhouse.
Oh! I can see death's horns
somewhere in a B'day house.
...

I rehearsed, practised...
even my mirror seems confused.
Should i bent my knees n sing
or just take out the ring? ? ? ?
...

it is really a hard time
when you go away,
for you gave me so many things
which were really wonderful...
...

4.

Your B'day - the happiest day
that's when you are gay.
Sigh! ! 'I'm older' you say.
...

seasons always comes my way
and all makes me gay..
some makes me scorchy
and yet others wetty..
...

hello ma....

i knew u would be here
and kick off those tears
...

Yes! She is my heroine mom
She is my heroine mom.

Who led me through the right path
...

To be a baby once again
For now I fell so insane.
Biology is a real topsy-turvy,
History seems like a mystery.
...

Brimming with sorrows
In a mawkish way
I loitered through the narrow
path to exhume my day.
...

Without tensions,
without worries,
it lay under the ground
as if in a mom's womb.
...

The world changes as the needles hit
each digits in my watch.
My heart too keeps pace with it
n from it numerous dreams hatch.
...

We are going for tour
without any rule.
We will be going at morn
without any snore.
...

Sunken with sorrow
In a mawkish way,
I used to loiter through the narrow
paths, to exhume my days.
...

here, nothing is fair.
fair things are rare.
quoting some that hit,
me, would perfectly fit.
...

""HER EYES COULD SEE
ONLY A PIECE OF THE SKY""
...

NEETHA SASIDHARAN Biography

An obstinate, but a wee damsel. My talkativeness make others smell my scent & reach me... I don't believe in 'Early bird catches worms' And rushing lately to school are my norms...)

The Best Poem Of NEETHA SASIDHARAN

A Cake's Death At A B'Day Party!

No sooner than I was born
Iam sent to a slaughterhouse.
Oh! I can see death's horns
somewhere in a B'day house.

From what I hear
I gather that it is a He.
I did had a scare
when I went through that name.

Oh! They have arrived
- Iam on my way to death.
The kids seem to be enlightened
to see me and are licking their teeth.

Lights off! ! There comes the guy,
gives me a hungry grin,
takes the weapon (sigh) ,
.......pierces me with a beam.

I can hear a deathsong,
I can feel flowers from heaven,
I can feel a soothing tongue licking my tears..
Thank God! I had a respectful death....

NEETHA SASIDHARAN Comments

Sherin Samuel 02 December 2013

Liked your Poems... Very light and enthusiastic :)

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Shivani Gupta 19 August 2012

All your poems are really very nice, full of energy, innocence and enthusiasm..keep writing..

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Payal Parande 21 April 2012

all of you re poems are full of energy keep on writing

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