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 2019
And then there was fresh paint,
thrown over the old cobweb of memories.
Sun-light filtered through
the brightly colored spaces,
but the color of nostalgia,
refused to leave,
the red stained heart.
poetry and image copyright neha 2018
Calm night across the river,
That’s hard to see in the middle of day.
Calm night across the river,
Where there is no farmer to make hay.
Calm night across the river,
Where large waves slowly capsize.
Calm night across the river,
Where moon lights brightly every night.
It’s the place where the trees dance,
Giving off a gentle breeze,
It’s where we all rest when we hand in our day’s keys.
Calm night across the river,
It’s the place I see in my dreams.
poetry and image copyright neha 2018
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
Has it been hours or days…
since I last saw your face?
Your memory hits me like a splash of waves,
waking me to your presence,
still alive, in my thoughts.
poetry and image copyright 2018 neha
She lay
with frayed memories
of chasing wild butterflies of her youth
humming autumn’s song.
poetry and image copyright neha 2017
Frayed memories
Find solace in clouds
Your presence linger…
In the winds
Abstract grief
Of the distracted heart…
Poetry and image copyright neha 2017
So many memories,
fall like enchanted rain,
of another time, another place…
When you held my hand, and hugged me,
cupped my little face, in your palms…
and now as I stare at the clear skies,
waiting with the deep blue ocean,
as the wind blows by,
I hug you in my heart…
hoping, my hand will reach your soul.
free google image/ poem copyright neha 2017
Looming at the edge of the sea,
your heart drifted 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….
looming at the edge of the sea,
your heart drifted with the waves.
poetry and image copyright 2017 neha
So many memories,
fall like enchanted rain,
of another time, another place…
When you held my hand, and hugged me,
cupped my little face, in your palms…
and now as I stare at the clear skies,
waiting with the deep blue ocean,
as the wind blows by,
I hug you in my heart…
hoping, my hand will reach your soul.
poetry and photography copyright neha 2016
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