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Drift – #Napowrimo Day 3

And then your mind drifted  to the moment,

you heard the tune for the very first time,

at the mall,

by the payphone,

they don’t make anymore…

so you held on a little harder to the memory

and let your heart soar to music once more.

poetry copyright neha 2019

 

 

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Drifting

Drifting at the edge of the sea,

your heart swayed with the waves

that crashed in the caves, of the mind

in the memories that you would often rewind

when you lay with the open skies

tracing smiles on the clouds

of the faces your heart found

and loved…

drifting at the edge of the sea,

your heart swayed with the waves.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2019


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Sea

Drifting at the edge of the sea,

your heart swayed with the waves

that crashed in the caves, of the mind

in the memories that you would often rewind

when you lay with the open skies

tracing smiles on the clouds

of the faces your heart found

and loved…

drifting at the edge of the sea,

your heart swayed with the waves.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2018


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Bare

The day unfolded

quietly,

as your mind drifted

full of distractions…

A blatant contrast

to the serene light that fell on you

as you laid out your thoughts

bare,

open like the skies,

infinite with possibilities,

of going anywhere…

but as the light faded into darkness

and the night sang the soft lullaby

you drifted again

to the beginning

or was it the end…

in the circle of life.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2018


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Drifting at the edge of the sea

Drifting at the edge of the sea,

your heart swayed with the waves

that crashed in the caves, of the mind

in the memories that you would often rewind

when you lay with the open skies

tracing smiles on the clouds

of the faces your heart found

and loved…

drifting at the edge of the sea,

your heart swayed with the waves.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2018


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Musings

Contemplations of the quiet mind…

as it slowly rewinds

the cascading waves

of thoughts

falling in an infinite abyss

of feelings

that drift in your eyes

floating in the skies

of everlasting dreams

drifting with the winds

of dark storms

looming at the edge of the sea

as you fly free

in the pouring rain

of the subdued pain

of the world

floating gently

with the contemplations…

of the quiet mind.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2017