I traveled through the woods
of untold stories
pausing between the commas,
of life…
Under the pretext of being safe
inside the parenthesis
of what could be.
poetry and image copyright neha 2016
Untold Stories
forgottenmeadows
thoughts from my mind to yours
forgottenmeadows
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September 11, 2016 at 4:45 pm
Each time I read this, I perceive another layer…under the pretext of being safe. Lots of stories hiding in the woods, lots of possibilities within so few words. I love that! The subjects in your beautiful photo remind me of parenthesis. I wonder if that was intentional.
September 11, 2016 at 4:46 pm
Thank you so much JoAnna the photo inspired the poetry 🙂
September 11, 2016 at 6:35 pm
How happy it is that your stories get told.
September 12, 2016 at 10:19 am
Thank you John 🙂
September 12, 2016 at 4:13 pm
You are welcome, Neha.
September 11, 2016 at 6:39 pm
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site and commented:
By the great Neha.
September 12, 2016 at 9:31 am
Clever and fun one!
September 12, 2016 at 10:20 am
Thank you Brad 🙂
September 12, 2016 at 10:22 am
You’re welcome Neha!
September 12, 2016 at 12:55 pm
Truly an extraordinary, remarkable story-telling, poem. 😉
September 12, 2016 at 1:07 pm
Thank you so much 🙂