Sometimes I wonder how I compete,
With the bouts of your Brobdingnagian anger.
Do I stand tall, or do I just cheat?
Oh, darling, tell me! How do I defeat?
Do I rebel or resolve to retreat?

- Neha Sharma

I know it's not simple, yet somehow it is –
Thinking about last night, when we shared a kiss.
Locked in the warm and willing embrace,
You snogged me good, like an ace.
Skin to skin, our bare bodies converse,
Your lingering fingers sculpting with purpose.
Your arousing touch, your soothing caress,
My body accepts...
Like an honoured guest!
The following morning brings to light,
Your puzzled look, which invites...
A question that conspicuously screams,
What do I make of this?
An anticipated reality or a passing dream?
Honestly, I don’t know…
It wasn’t wrong, it wasn’t right
’Twas an impassioned, uninhibited night!

- Neha Sharma

Countless things that had to be said,
Unresolved feelings waiting for that light to be shed,
But instead of going on a fool's errand,
I turn and walk away
As some things are just –
better left unsaid!

 - Neha Sharma

Hold onto the memories. They never leave us.

When chills of the present freeze you,
Put on a jacket of beautiful memories.
It won't stop the cold,
But it keeps you warm!

- Neha Sharma

Some mysteries are better left unsolved.

Like a sun-kissed autumn breeze
swirls on a cold winter’s night,
You came, you bewitched, you conquered;
A heart once lonely and wandered…
Creating the Big Bang of a poetic universe.
An explosion of emotions –
Inflated. Unfurled. Intensified.
The erstwhile dust settled over the ribs,
Clustered, forming a beautiful mess –
of tiny luminous sparks as stars.
Diffusing a pomp of refreshing hues,
from morn till dark,
erasing every trace of the blues.
But such is an epic tale of twisted fate,
This conquered lost soul was soon –
Abandoned and betrayed
Striking like a giant meteorite
Carving an everlasting hole – empty and damaged
Nonetheless, you were an enigma so radiantly pure,
Giving my heart, but a temporary cure!

- Neha Sharma

“Life loves the liver of it.” – Maya Angelou

A puzzle unfathomable;
A quest sans forewarn.
What’s life?
But an episodic train of mirth and mourn!

 - Neha Sharma

“Lies require commitment.” – Veronica Roth

Beautifully woven was the web of lies,
Powerful, enchanting – an artless guise.
If the universe conspires to reward one gambit;
This right here deserves –
a true-blue approbation and eulogized highs.
A case of rare exception or you, a creature of habit?
What’s to say to make an educated guess?
Albeit an irony moored to the idiom –
I guess, I’d be known, informed and educated,
Wouldn’t’ve maundered and easily baited.
Now that I'm at the end of my rope,
What does it mean for your future scopes?
Whereas this is for me –
a final headway from the convolution,
Oh, ye fibster!
Can dance in thy own sweet eternal damnation.

- Neha Sharma

Not all those who wander are lost and not all those who linger are on the mark!

Let me look at life through someone else’s lens,
Forasmuch as…
Life right now doesn’t make any narrative sense!

- Neha Sharma

“Deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.” – Oscar Wilde

Tell me –
How does it feel when you lie?
I for one would want to know – WHY…?
Does a part of your soul ever lament, sob, and deny?
Or does the charades just come to you?
In an unabashed, brazen blink of an eye?

- Neha Sharma

Those camouflaged scars underneath her 
smile narrated manifold stories that only 
his lovestruck eyes could read.

- Neha Sharma