Neha Godambe

Neha Godambe Poems

Holding that slender stick in between two fingers
Stance of an emperor of a classy empire
The curvy wavy smoke in air lingers
One cig in hand smartens your attire
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I may slap you, curse you, smack you
Don't get too serious, its monthly fun
I am PMS ing and my trauma is true
Be my gentleman and Pass My Shotgun
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Afore falling in his arms they advice to think twice
Unregretful I act beyond my surprise
It's the grip of a force, a force here to claim
Compelling, like a moth drawn to the flame
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C hristopher, my name
H e is a strong man, they claim
R ugged, fearless, on my toes as always
I n the mighty palms of wits, my core lays
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Tears flowing from your profound eyes
They unwrap the truth, where are the lies?
I believe them, I adore them,
In have faith in them,
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Early I came alive this spring morning,
Shorter was last night, I realize
Gone were those hours of darkness
It's time for the novice to arise
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Taciturn, murky but young
Onto you my temptations flung
Reckless I act, unknowing the fact
Wherefore they leave you unstrung
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Now, I don't really care, she is my grown-up girl
Once I was the oyster to protect my baby pearl

That was the time, to her a lullaby I would sing
She would gently fall asleep, beneath my caring wings
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One fine day, I planned a visit to zoo
Alone landed amidst the fauna left so few
Treaded merrily on greenery, singing my heart out
Whilst a lion's scary roar made me shout
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Imagine me as a book covered with dust,
A soul whose warmth for years remained untouched

Letters on every page were ill-defined, unclear
The essence was hidden in an ambiguous fear
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I'm on a planet with a golden kiss
It shimmers with glory, such bliss!

As I zoom in, it turns into a dark land
Peep in, I'm afraid, I cannot stand!
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For he/she who knows, has seen,
Beyond the vision of faux beams
Radiant, candid as the beauty keen
In the eyes of beholder's dreams
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On a blue mystic land

I landed bizarrely tonight
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Neha Godambe Biography

Emotions are deep and strong. And we all are slaves to our emotional self. I aim to pen down the enigma of varied human emotions in the form of poems. They speak the lingo of love, depression, attachment, detachment, forgiveness, expectations, care, passion, devotion, relations and a lot more expressing emotions.)

The Best Poem Of Neha Godambe

My First Cig Puff

Holding that slender stick in between two fingers
Stance of an emperor of a classy empire
The curvy wavy smoke in air lingers
One cig in hand smartens your attire

I remember my first cig puff,
How I held its butt between my lips
An air of curiosity traveled down my core
As a friend lighted for me its tip

The lit cigarette brightened my ecstasy
And with pride I took my first puff
Smoke dint seem finding space inside
And I burst out, it made me cough

That challenged me to attempt once again
This time I felt my smoke-filled chest
I was gagged, hooked for a moment
It was kind of a head rush… at its best!

That whiff of smoke changed everything
Nothing seemed at its best without one puff
Did it taste that good? Hell No!
Then why doesn't puff after puff seem enough?

Soon my hands, mouth, clothes smelled the same
Seasons didn't matter, time did no harm
Every time I rushed to a clandestine zone
The moment I received ‘quench the flame' alarm!

I am not bad, don't hate me
It's a compelling force, I can't shun away
This addiction should only not invite my grave
Be my honest well-wisher, for me pray!

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