forgottenmeadows

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Calling all Poets/Creative minds- In a land of forgotten dreams

Hi Everyone,

As we are having so much fun with collaborations…Here is the next one…This will also be open for one week, so till next Sunday. Please place your contribution in the comment section and I will add it as they come. As always I will put the contributor’s name in the same colour as their contribution at the end of the piece and in the same order. Hope everyone has fun with this one like they had with the last one! 🙂  Again if you wish to use it as a separate prompt you can do so as well, just add the link of this page. I will only take contributions added in the comment section. Thank you! 🙂

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I land on my forgotten dreams,

from the lost window of my mind,

as they drift away to far off places,

leaving no traces behind…

 

Trying to remember what I’ve forgot

To forgot what I remember

My mind plays with me

Or is it other way around?

 

Scared, I turn to my heart

Silent

My heart has no need to play with words

Thoughts and images

 

I ask a question not needed to be asked

“Help me?”

Pulsing it soothes me with the primeval song

And I know

 

I know my dream.

 

 

I return here

for a moment

to this mysterious place

that for so long seemed

so far away

 

Years together

I have been waiting for you

Succumbing to the pain

I look through the window pane

 

For a moment, my thoughts stick on the space between us

Not realizing space is meaningless

We separate ourselves by emotion, culture, experience

Yet are only so far apart as a moment of thought, connecting our spirits

 

Distance is no match for my memory of you

Your smell, your form, the delicate way you turn your eyes

In my direction, your touch…

And my anticipation of your return shows

In the path I’ve worn, leaving pieces of my heart

On this window sill and the doorstep and the steps between

 

Oh, how I long to step out

walk free

I’ve been locked inside this room for eternity

The fear I know is only in my mind

yet I can’t break free

So I will look out the window of opportunity

and put off my decision

till another day

 

Move on, move on,

Oh sad and lonely soul.

Your eyes are athirst

For the water in a mirage;

In truth, the jug was never as large

As you recall.

 

As thus, you’re longing and lingering

For a false love;

For sooth, it was never there at all.

Look ahead, look ahead,

Be careful, lest you fall again,

For the figurine in your dream

 

Will crack and tumble down,

It will break and scatter on the ground.

Alas, it’s the shards of glass to penetrate your heart

For wanting what was never yours.

Arise, move on, move on,

Oh dreamer of the night.

 

 

observing the horizon, with hopeful eyes

awaiting for a New dawn after this tormenting night

a night walker I had become

on this so elaborated land

 

I used to have control over here

but my mind has gone crazy, missing you indeed

here and there I observe my forgotten dreams

all destroyed, burned or simply over and gone

 

Only one star above leading my way

watching all, seeing nothing

feeling pain for the forgotten love

missing all, having nothing

 

I sail on grey forgotten seas

from dreams remembered

of damaged things

Night sky wanes with dimming stars

I struggle to awaken from afar

Contributors: Me (Neha), Ivyon,In the Stillness… Laurie’s Gentle Healing Notesupenreddy, thelandlinebloglorriebowdenkharismaceyworksnovels,artes del viento,bluerock / debrazone


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Happy Father’s Day!

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Dear Dad,

 

I am glad,

there is a special day,

where I get to tell you,

how much I love you,

and how much you mean,

to me.

 

To tell you,

despite all the disagreements,

we may have,

you are the best dad ever,

and will always be.

 

From my first flying kisses,

to the piggy back rides,

You were always there,

by my side,

always guiding me.

 

You showed me,

how to stand up to life,

no matter how tough,

it may be,

to rise after each fall,

to be a strength,

to the family.

 

You showed me,

to follow dreams,

with my eyes wide open,

and to try,

try, try, again,

till I succeed.

 

You were the first,

to read me poetry,

to tell me I am free,

to be,

who I want to be.

 

So Dad,

thank you for everything,

Thank you for being the best dad,

that can ever be!


Happy Father’s Day!


Calling all Poets/Creative Minds – Writing letters by the moonlight

Here is it is! Thank you to all who contributed 🙂

forgottenmeadows

As the last collaboration was such a success, I wanted to start another. This time I will give everyone a week as I realize some of you only blog once a week. As usual I will add all contributions in different colour and list the contributor in the same colour at the end of the piece. I will add it in the order they come. Hope you all will join in on this one 🙂 Thank you!

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Unwritten letters of the heart,

which you always meant to start,

sitting by the moonlight…

A thousand words spun from my soul.

I cannot see through blinding stars

These tears by summers moonlight shed

The pen of my mind idle

As words unwritten fall to the floor

Of a broken heart

By loves denial

Opalescent beams pierce the inky dark.

Open arms that embrace my dreams,

and carry them into the ethereal blanket…

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