forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Rain

In quiet nights

when the heart rains…

with cloud of grief,

we know as pain…

silently falling,

against the mind…

and no space,

is enough to hide…

you know,

cause you have tried…

so you just lie,

under the moon,

and drift with the tune,

of the melancholic heart,

as it rains.

poetry copyright neha 2020/ image from pexels credit goes to original artist


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