And the summer dreams rested,
In the golden hues of fall.
Hues
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Falling In Love
The art of falling in love
is much simpler than the art of staying in love
It’s like writers and their words
the epiphany of a new thought
is exhilarating much like falling in love,
But putting it down on paper,
and then carefully crafting the story
takes times, takes patience, at times,
takes tears and frustration, but most of all takes love…
so fall in love,
Nurture it and write your own love story.
poetry copyright neha 2020/ free image from pexels
Somewhere in a yesterday
Somewhere in a yesterday
she lost a smile
that took away her ability
to breathe…
for she finally recognized the lie
that had disguised
as truth, in her heart.
poetry and image copyright neha 2020
Words we don’t say
And though days go by
without a single mention of your name
you are there…
in words we don’t say…
at the grocery store
when our feet takes us to the pet isle
as if it has forgotten its way,
just to remember this squeaky dog toy
will no longer be yours;
when we miss
our best greeter
to love us with slobbery kisses and barks…
when we close our eyes
and hold on to the memories a little tighter
for they alone heal
this heavy feeling in our hearts.
You are there, everywhere…
for the love we hold
goes beyond the distance we share…
and you my dear Oreo are loved
in earth or in heaven…
Happy Birthday!
image copyright neha 2020
This would have been Oreo’s 15th Birthday. We all miss him very much, this is the first birthday he celebrates in heaven and we send him eternal kisses and hugs. We love you!
Rain
You did not know
where to begin
as you stood on the edge of your thoughts
trying to find sense
in the nonsensical rhymes
of the rain
pouring outside your window
tapping on the cold pebbles
of your heart
displacing logic
a tad bit to the left
of what you felt was right…
you did not know.
poetry and image copyright neha 2020
Crescent #WritePhoto
She did not hear them call her name
as she stared at the crescent moon
at twilight
The words that went away, came
storming her mind
and she let her the ink flow
writing the stories that threatened
to overthrow sleep
tonight.
poetry copyright neha 2020/ image borrowed from sue vincent
In response to Sue’s beautiful #Writephoto Prompt
Human Condition
In between the branches of the human condition
you fall like fireflies of stardust
of dreams that travel through the world
of sparkling stars
burning through the cosmos
you fall
gently
softly
tired
you fall
into the black hole
asleep.
poetry copyright neha 2020/ image from pexels credit goes to original artist
If I love You…
We are more than sunlit afternoons
And carefully crafted love letters,
More than the poetry and the art we create…
But in this moment of playful banter,
When you ask me if I love you,
I squeeze your hand
my heart still flutters
When you squeeze back.
poetry and image copyright neha 2020
The above poem is a snippet of an old poem which can also be found here on this blog if you wish to look 🙂
Our Love
And the world so wide,
still felt small
to hold our love.
poetry copyright neha 2020/ free image from pexels credit goes to original artist
