You slip away
like a morning dream,
fading, in the bliss of sunshine,
in the forgotten meadows of fall.
Morning Dream
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Hues
And the summer dreams rested,
In the golden hues of fall.
Finding you at summer’s end
It was like…
it was meant to be,
finding you at summer’s end,
where all things fall,
through the dotted lines…
of gold and red,
finding you at summer’s end.
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In between summer and fall
In between summer and fall,
you lay mute,
in the golden haze
of a timeless dream,
watching the seasons transition.
poetry and image copyright neha 2020
Winter’s Breath
That day…
Autumn lay on winter’s breath,
Serenading nature with their love.
poetry and image copyright neha 2019
When November left
And when November left,
the cold winds brought fresh snow
to dust over the fallen dreams
and rebuild them with hope
and enchantment.
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Only Yesterday
Only yesterday,
you were collecting summer dreams…
in a fistful of sunshine
and heart full of hope,
and now you lay,
on the cool green grass
and watch them fall
in golden hues and crimson reds
like the open sky above you,
flying gently in the autumn breeze,
only yesterday…
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Final Day to Nominate your favorite blog!
Hello Everybody,
Today is the last day to nominate your favorite blog if you haven’t already done so for my fall blog recommendations. You can learn more and nominate on the original post here. I will be closing comments on that post by tomorrow morning so get in your nominations today, I will be posting by list of my fav fall blog list next week so stay tuned!
Have a wonderful day!
Neha
poetry and image copyright neha 2019
Smile
When you smile,
my heart teeters
on the edge of logic,
fluttering like a wild butterfly
following the sun,
when you smile.
poetry and image copyright neha 2019
Happy World Smile Day everybody!
Forgotten Meadows
You slip away
like a morning dream,
fading, in the bliss of sunshine,
in the forgotten meadows of fall.
free google image/ poetry copyright neha 2019
