Verge

You…

make me tiptoe around that word

afraid my tongue would slip

I purse my lips

on the verge

of a panic attack

of my overextended heart

You…

poetry and image copyright neha 2017

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I will follow you…

to the distant corners of your mind,

till you no longer want to hide,

And I will stand  outside,

your door,

waiting…

For even if the world never stopped,

and people moved on,

you never left my heart,

and I will stand for as long as you need,

right here…

waiting.

poetry and image copyright neha 2017

Drift

You drifted…

with the pleasant summer dream

under the moon beam

on the cool sand

of the quiet ocean…

that did not question,

your emotions,

as you drifted…

with the waves,

that night.

 

poem and image copyright neha 2017

Flying

You flew

without sound

with the wisp of the cloud

in the crisp morning air

against the blue skies

forgetting all the whys

of yesterday.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2017