thoughts from my mind to yours



At times,

The yearning to hold your hand

Trumps all things I understand

And without logic I stand,

My heart bare,

to the lonesome night.

image and poetry copyright 2017 neha

Author: forgottenmeadows

I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.

22 thoughts on “Yearning

  1. Love. It is always what matters most.

  2. Very beautiful and I can relate to that so well.

  3. The pain your words instills. An amazing piece 💞

  4. Vulnerable, yet a celebration of feeling. Utterly beautiful Neha!

  5. This poem is so lovely. And that picture looks like something from another world!!

  6. Always, Marvelous Poetry! 😎😎😎🥀🥀🥀🥀

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