Midnight Butterflies

Midnight Butterflies,

flying across the moonbeam,

twinkling in the starlight,

of mystic dreams.

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Undefeated

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Colourful and full of life,

our love is like the seasons,

never dull nor stagnant,

it flows into the universe,

undefeated.

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First light of dawn…

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I fall in love,

with the first light of dawn,

gentle and serene,

it cleanses my soul.

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Without words

The deepest and truest emotions,

are often expressed without words,

from your heart to the world,

it is felt in the soul of the universe.

 

Musings with the stars

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Under this silence of the skies,

let your heart speak,

for it knows not the diplomacies of the mind,

when it asks the stars,

about love.

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Facing Sunshine

Sometimes,

I fall deep,

into the abyss,

of my shadow,

larger than life,

it engulfs me,

and I forget…

all I have to do,

is turn around,

and face,

the sunshine.

 

Prompt: At the bus stop

Hi Everyone,

I thought I would start a prompt for me fellow blogger friends…The Prompt as the title states is “at the bus stop”…Perhaps you wants to write about where it is? What season is it ? Middle of summer or winter? Does this bus stop have a history? Is it your first time taking the bus? Did you meet someone interesting?  Anything goes…Hope to read some great posts! You can write it in the comment section or link it back to this post 🙂 Happy Friday Everyone!

 

~Neha

 

Laying on the Crosswalk of time

I lay on the crosswalk of time,

watching the days turn into night,

Neither forward nor rewind,

I just lay,

in the moment,

with you.

 

In the love of your eyes…

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I unwind my chaos,

in the love of your eyes,

and I send my silent  gratitude to the day.

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Drift

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In the fading light of the waning moon,

In this early morning of June,

your mind drifts…

in the golden hue of sunrise.

 

In this waking dream of the day,

you find peace as your heart sways,

in the calming waves…

of colours painted on the sky.

 

In the fading light of the waning moon,

In this early morning of June,

your mind drifts…

in the golden hue of sunrise.

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