You did not know
where to begin
as you stood on the edge of your thoughts
trying to find sense
in the nonsensical rhymes
of the rain
pouring outside your window
tapping on the cold pebbles
of your heart
displacing  logic
a tad bit to the left
of what you felt was right…
you did not know.
poetry and image copyright neha 2020
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