Thoughts wrapped around clouds,
found solace,
in the evening skies.
Evening Skies
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Dear Poet
Dear Poet,
I see you behind the blue ink
of your spilled heart
fallen,
amidst words
that you meant to say,
but never did.
Dear Poet,
I see you…
Bohemian Dreamers
Cast away the dreams,
at the wild stormy skies,
be gentle at the crossing…
of the sun and clouds,
for there lies,
the bohemian dreamers
chasing the crooked paths
of the rainbow.
Final Reminder to join Poetic Collaboration -Happy – open until April 30!
Hello Everyone,
Thank you to everyone who have contributed in this collaboration so far, this is a final reminder that is open until tomorrow at which point I will close the comments and make the final post with all your beautiful words! You can find it via this link.
Comments will be closed on this post, please add your contribution to he original post provided in the above link.
Keep that heart happy,
Neha
Earth’s Sonnet
In the quiet hum of the rising sun
where hearts sigh,
My beautiful earth gently spun,
writing a sonnet in the sky.
Spinning like nobody was watching,
My earth danced away…
Unaware of the lives it was touching,
in every part of the day.
Splattering the colours of its soul.
my earth sung with the trees
and that song made me whole,
As I felt the morning breeze.
My earth, my earth, my earth, where would I go without you?
Your poetry feeds my soul, you cast away all my blues.
Happy Earth Day!
Napowrimo #Day 6 – Weep
Stars weep for the fallen rainbow,
lost beyond the twinkles of the night sky…
Travelling light years through the infinite cosmos,
Stars weep.
Napowrimo #Day 5 – Paint
Catching the sun before it sets,
With bold strokes of red,
I saw earth, paint the sky.
Napowrimo Day #4 – Winter
What happens when
the long winter
never goes away
from your mind?
And the world,
leaves you behind,
leaping into spring…
Napowrimo #Day 3 Counting Stars
And as we lose count of the stars,
we begin again,
to calm the chaos,
of the storming mind.
Naporwrimo Day#2 Seek
And the eyes seek,
the hopeful skies,
to console,
the breaking heart.
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