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Happy Father’s Day!

I will always remember the look in my father’s eyes

the day he saw me as a bride

his little girl all grown up

 

And as we both were never any good

at showing our emotions

we  hugged and stood, with the lumps in our throats

without any question

of what was in our minds

 

Memories drifted in that singular moment

of warm summers and car rides

of unyielding banters with no ‘right’ sides

and my childhood took long strides

to get back in that moment where my father

was still looking at me…

with the love that we both felt

which never needed words

and was always held, in my father’s eyes.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2020

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Happy Father’s Day to all dad’s out there!


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My heart still bleeds

My heart still bleeds the color red
like your ancestors and mine
it still bleeds red…
under the color of my skin
of your skin…
BROWN
BLACK
WHITE
OLIVE
HARD TO DEFINE SKIN TONES
But it still bleeds RED
RED
The color that unifies
humanity
which bleeds
with decades of injustice
Prejudice and Silence
For you see the colors don’t speak
but our actions do
and my heart still bleeds the color red
like your ancestors and mine
and it’s time we listen
we unite against injustice
we unite in peace
and rise with love
for LOVE bleeds RED
when left unheard.

 

 

free google image from wallpaper/ poetry copyright neha 2020