forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Lullaby

Night falls in my dreams,

waking them up from deep slumber…

It rolls them down gently from the mountain top,

like a lullaby,

It spreads them out in the green meadows by the moon light,

It dances with them to the melody of the quiet rain,

It flies with them in the warm breeze to the sky,

Night falls in my dreams…

with love

poetry and image copyright neha 2020


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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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Falling In Love

The art of falling in love
is much simpler than the art of staying in love
It’s like writers and their words
the epiphany of a new thought
is exhilarating much like falling in love,
But putting it down on paper,
and then carefully crafting the story
takes times, takes patience, at times,
takes tears and frustration, but most of all takes love…
so fall in love,
Nurture it and write your own love story.

 

poetry copyright neha 2020/ free image from pexels


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Words we don’t say

And though days go by
without a single mention of your name
you are there…
in words we don’t say…
at the grocery store
when our feet takes us to the pet isle
as if it has forgotten its way,
just to remember this squeaky dog toy
will no longer be yours;
when we miss
our best greeter
to love us with slobbery kisses and barks…
when we close our eyes
and hold on to the memories a little tighter
for they alone heal
this heavy feeling in our hearts.

You are there, everywhere…
for the love we hold
goes beyond the distance we share…
and you my dear Oreo are loved
in earth or in heaven…
Happy Birthday!

image copyright neha 2020

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This would have been Oreo’s 15th Birthday. We all miss him very much, this is the first birthday he celebrates in heaven and we send him eternal kisses and hugs. We love you!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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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