In between the branches of the human condition
you fall like fireflies of stardust
of dreams that travel through the world
of sparkling stars
burning through the cosmos
you fall,
gently,
softly,
tired,
you fall,
into the black hole…
asleep.
poetry and image copyright neha 2017
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 2017
You are…
my beautiful chaos,
of sleepless nights,
for whom I wait,
drenched,
in the storm
free google image poetry copyright neha 2017
In the perspiration felt chasing aspirations
in racing beats of undiluted love
in crushing sorrow of heartache
in every breath, we come alive.
poetry and image copyright neha 2017
forgottenmeadows 