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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


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Displaced Logic

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 2017


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Beyond Logic

Sometimes, you welcomed abstract distractions…
so you let your heart marvel at the cold pebbles beneath your feet.
Soothing your mind with colors, songs, art, nature and imagination,
that lay beyond logic.

cold pebbles

                                                          poetry and image copyright neha 2017

 


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Echoes of Swirls

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.

poetry and image copyright neha 2016

poetry and image copyright neha 2016


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forgottenmeadows

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.

copyright neha 2014

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You did not know…

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.

copyright neha 2014