Allure

I take a sip,

of the alluring skies,

With my tired eyes,

and my mind drifts…

way up high,

as I sigh,

on the painted colours of sunset…

I take sip.

poem and image copyright neha 2015

 

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Happy

On the green green grass after rain,

Beneath the cloud’s wild mane,

throwing caution to the winds,

we dance with wild abundance,

happy.

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Sleep

Tired,

you rest your head,

against the clouds,

to catch some sleep,

to the rain’s lullaby…

dreaming of tomorrow.