Sunshine

Sometimes,
I fall deep,
into the abyss,
of my shadow,
larger than life,
it engulfs me,
and I forget…
all I have to do,
is turn around,
and face,
the sunshine.

 

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Poetry

I lay,

listening to the quiet sound

of summer rain…

tapping on the forgotten window

of my heart,

writing poetry on earth.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2020