forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Spilled Ink

You lay on the wasted words

crumbled on the floor

only to hold on

to the spilled ink of your heart

a while longer

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2018

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Mindless Banter

Strings of invisible ribbons tie us to an ancient path of mindless banter…

rounded pebbles and cool water underneath our feet…

splashing us from echoes of swirls…

and carved scriptures and feathered inked dipped tips…

fog and sanity,

lost in the unknown places of the mind.

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