The deepest of wounds
sometimes come
from the gentlest of silence
when words are left,
unheard
poetry and image copyright neha 2016
Wound
forgottenmeadows
thoughts from my mind to yours
forgottenmeadows
%d bloggers like this:
June 19, 2016 at 7:53 pm
So true! Beautiful poetry and picture.
June 19, 2016 at 10:39 pm
Thank you so much 🙂
June 20, 2016 at 6:03 am
You’re welcome
June 19, 2016 at 8:10 pm
May your wounds be healed.
June 19, 2016 at 10:39 pm
Thank you 🙂
June 20, 2016 at 3:24 am
You are welcome:)
June 19, 2016 at 10:07 pm
So beautiful!
June 19, 2016 at 10:40 pm
Thank you so much Lynz 🙂
June 19, 2016 at 11:00 pm
Your words always touch my soul. Beautiful, Neha 😊
June 20, 2016 at 6:48 pm
aww thank you so much Dorinda ❤
June 20, 2016 at 6:54 pm
You’re welcome! ❤️
June 20, 2016 at 8:34 am
Very poignant Neha. This struck a chord with me.
June 20, 2016 at 6:48 pm
Thank you so much Brad 🙂
June 20, 2016 at 1:32 pm
Oh my gosh. So true. Great write Neha, and stunning photo.
🙂 ❤
June 20, 2016 at 6:48 pm
Thank you so much Staci ❤
June 21, 2016 at 10:19 am
Welcome. 🙂 ❤
June 22, 2016 at 8:46 am
This is painfully beautiful – very poignant.
June 29, 2016 at 8:02 am
Thank you so much Noora ❤ ❤
June 28, 2016 at 7:41 am
Yes, thats true. Those wounds take lots of time to disappear. Excellent work…
🙂
June 29, 2016 at 8:05 am
Thank you so much Ashish 🙂
July 15, 2016 at 5:11 pm
So quietly powerful. I especially love the part about words being left unheard.
July 16, 2016 at 6:12 am
Thank you so much 🙂