forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Grief

There are days…
that go without a single mention of you…
as though you, were a figment of imagination,
hidden away…
and then there are days
when there is only you
and the memories you left behind
real, like the rain on my skin
as the clouds float through the sky.


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Unfolding

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 copyright neha 2020/ free image from pexels


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Unfolding

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 2017