You often paid more attention
to the spaces present between the words…
the silence held in the eyes,
the quiet involuntary nod,
not the carefully crafted words,
that came out from the crisply dressed being,
trying to make their first impression.
poetry and image copyright neha 2018
In response to Daily Post Prompt: Present
And there were days
when the heart longed for travel
and waited for the unseen tides
to carry it to new shores
and new adventures
poetry and image copyright neha 2017
In response to daily prompt: Unseen
Your thoughts led your mind
beyond unknown boundaries of darkness
embracing the chaos of foreign lands
poetry and image copyright neha 2016
Daily Prompt: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/chaos/
We are constantly curving
upwards and downwards
forwards and backwards
to the left and to the right
in the dark and in the light
in the sun and in the rain
on the mountains and in the planes
Neither here and neither there
we are constantly curving everywhere
curving to the dance of life
and image copyright neha 2016
Response to: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/curve/
Today I realized,
I miss handwriting my thoughts…
The slanted “A” and the fancy “I”s,
the way my hand gripped the pen,
the smudge of ink on the side of my left hand,
as it moved left to right on the piece of paper,
a silent meditation,
without a thousand windows open in front of your eyes,
Today I realized,
I miss handwriting my thoughts
poem and image copyright neha 2015
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Pens and Pencils.”
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