The day unfolded
quietly
as your mind drifted
full of distractions
a blatant contrast
to the serene light that fell on you
as you laid out your thoughts
bare
open like the skies
infinite with possibilities
of going anywhere…
but as the light faded into darkness
and the night sang the soft lullaby
you drifted again
to the beginning
or was it the end…
in the circle of life.
free google image/ poetry copyright neha 2015
Dear Blog Spammers,
I am writing with a request
which I must stress
as you fill up my inbox
with rather useless, comments…
that you please stop messaging me.
I do not care
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nor that my “SEO is fail”
and I WILL NOT be clicking on that link
you have mailed,
so please stop messaging me.
I am tired
and am sure so are my friends
to see the same old words
pop on the page
which at times
makes me want to rage
at my innocent computer screen…
So although this is probably a futile attempt
but by if by chance you happen to read this,
I greatly insist
dear blog spammers,
please stop messaging me.
poem and image copyright neha 2015
You long…
for that quiet time,
of unrushed conversations,
that starts from the heart,
and travels to the moon,
on the beam of your thoughts,
and spreads across the cosmos.
Against the endless blue,
gently folding to the winds,
I dream of clarity.
Sending you all happy thoughts as you start your week 🙂
“If you live long enough, you’ll make mistakes. But if you learn from them, you’ll be a better person. It’s how you handle adversity, not how it affects you. The main thing is never quit, never quit, never quit.”
-Bill Clinton
image copyright neha 2015
Although it’s hard to let go
of the deep seeded wounds
It is never too soon
to let the heart heal
without question or appeal
to the minds
that lie outside
you.
poem and image copyright neha 2015
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