And when you find all the little pieces
scatter them back to the winds
for they are the hearts of bohemian wanderers
who find themselves in the sky.

poetry copyright neha 2020/ free image from pexels credit goes to original artist
And when you find all the little pieces
scatter them back to the winds
for they are the hearts of bohemian wanderers
who find themselves in the sky.
poetry copyright neha 2020/ free image from pexels credit goes to original artist
Break free
from the constant desire
to please
No one ever is always happy…
Let go
of the constant need to control
break free.
poetry and image copyright neha 2019
Gently against the green,
of earth’s forgotten moors,
you carved on the old rocks,
the ancient magic of the souls,
that spread the whispers of freedom,
in your heart.
In response to #WritePhoto prompt by the talented Sue Vincent.
Amongst forgotten meadows
she lay
her heart still
her thoughts free
her mind scattered
on the cloud of imagination
poetry and image copyright neha 2016