Am Alive?

am alive
Yes I am alive
My breath tells me
I am alive, and
What tells my breath
If it is alive
Breath that imparts warm blood
Into dark lifeless hard coal
And black coal turns
Red hot, shinning bright life
What will make my breath realise
The miraculous life it carries
I am desperately looking for
That one inspiration
That makes my breath realise
It is alive
The scent in a rose
Makes me realise the oodles of life
That a breath can carry
The taste of a fruit makes me realise
The volume of life that a breath can carry
I suppose giving is what fills your breath with life
I need to look for something to give away
And give it away every moment
Giving adds life to every breath

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About neetuwali

Hi! I am Neetu. Who am I? This question is very difficult to answer. Well! If you insist, let me reveal. I am a human and like every other human I eat, sleep, drink, dance, sing, laugh, smile, cry and so on. Hang on! There is a difference. Unlike most of the human beings, I breathe and when I breathe, I relax. When I am relaxed, I draw. I draw sketches of me in words. I have been orbiting around sun for forty years now. I started this journey on the Valentine day of 1974. I have seen people craving for heaven and I was born in the only heaven on earth (Kashmir). My Grandfather was a spiritual personality and a renowned poet of his time. Though he left me around 35 years ago, I couldn’t let him go. I carry him in my eyes and mind and will do that till the end of my life. I hate words, yet I am full of words. I know words cannot express, yet I express me through words, because they are the only medium I am familiar with. That is why I try to express me as much as possible with as minimum words as possible. When I did Masters in business administration, I never knew, writing will be the only business in my life. More than hobby writing is a necessity for me, because it helps me get the load of thoughts off my head. I don’t remember when it that I wrote my first poem was. But I surely know the time of my last poem. Surely,not before my last breath.

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