In quiet nights
when the heart rains…
with cloud of grief,
we know as pain…
silently falling,
against the mind…
and no space,
is enough to hide…
you know,
cause you have tried…
so you just lie,
under the moon,
and drift with the tune,
of the melancholic heart,
as it rains.
poetry and image copyright neha 2020
Poetry copyright Neha 2019
Drifting at the edge of the sea,
your heart swayed with the waves
that crashed in the caves, of the mind
in the memories that you would often rewind
when you lay with the open skies
tracing smiles on the clouds
of the faces your heart found
and loved…
drifting at the edge of the sea,
your heart swayed with the waves.
poetry and image copyright neha 2018
In quiet nights
when the heart rains…
with cloud of grief,
we know as pain…
silently falling,
against the mind…
and no space,
is enough to hide…
you know,
cause you have tried…
so you just lie,
under the moon,
and drift with the tune,
of the melancholic heart,
as it rains.
poetry and image copyright neha 2018
Thousands of miles away…
you lay there asleep,
eyes closed…
to grass,
flowers,
birds,
sun,
me,
thousands of miles away…
you lay there,
asleep.
poetry and image copyright neha 2017
I see melancholy dance in your eyes
under the solitude of the quiet skies
when you think the world is asleep
and no longer hide
your heart
poem and image copyright neha 2016
