In quiet nights
when the heart rains…
with cloud of grief,
we know as pain…
silently falling,
against the mind…
and no space,
is enough to hide…
you know,
cause you have tried…
so you just lie,
under the moon,
and drift with the tune,
of the melancholic heart,
as it rains.
poetry and image copyright neha 2016
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Night falls in my dreams, waking them up from deep slumber…
It rolls them down gently from the mountain top, like a lullaby,
It spreads them out in the green meadows by the moon light,
It dances with them to the melody of the quiet rain,
It flies with them in the warm breeze to the sky,
Night falls in my dreams…with love
poetry and image copyright neha 2016
Bruised sky
I return to you
with my heart
full of sunshine
to ease your pain
you,
terrace of hopeless hearts.
poetry and image copyright neha 2016
HAPPY SUNDAY EVERYONE!
I spread my arms,
like the trees,
and whistle at the skies,
happy and free,
to the song of our hearts
poem and image copyright neha 2016
That night…
we spoke to our dreams,
lost in the reckless storm,
out in the sea…
we rose with the tides,
high and free,
That night…
That night,
we flew on the winds,
forgetting the ‘hows’ and ‘whys’
drenched under the wild skies,
we let go of our sins,
That night…
That night
we opened our souls,
to drown in love.
poem and image copyright 2016 neha
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