Clouds

That day…

The world forgot to be kind,

and you forgot to be patient,

and in between figuring out who you were,

and where you came from,

and why you were here,

the clouds of life,

poured on you,

and your heart cried with the rain…

but,

when it was over,

and though the world did not change,

you felt lighter and soul felt cleansed,

and you noticed the smiles among the frowns,

and drenched in what was your pain,

you found that little piece of joy again,

you followed the rainbow of life.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2020

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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

Lost

Poetry and image copyright Neha 2019

But I keep forgetting

I try,
But I keep forgetting,
The morning dream
That disappeared
When I opened my eyes.
Leaving me in a daze,
Inside the haze,
Of colors and sounds
That drown, my insides
With something
No word can describe,
My memory, fragmented
In pieces…
Hide 
from my conscious mind
As I try to remember…
But I keep forgetting.

 

poetry and image copyright 2019 neha

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Poetic Wisps

Your eyes rest
On the blue February skies
As your heart gently sighs,
With poetic wisps of clouds

 

poetry and image copyright 2018 neha

Penchant

You had a penchant

for chasing clouds

that carried dreams

to lands unknown

freeing the heart

 

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Ribbons

Invisible ribbons of magic

twirl in the sunlit clouds

as winter whispers its love to the skies

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2017

Here

The silent movement of clouds,

were like aimless thoughts in her mind,

floating in the sky,

with nowhere to be,

but here.

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Flying

You flew

without sound

with the wisp of the cloud

in the crisp morning air

against the blue skies

forgetting all the whys

of yesterday.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2017

Here

The silent movement of clouds

were like aimless thoughts in her mind

floating in the sky

with nowhere to be

but here

poetry and image copyright neha 2017