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Parting

And then you felt it,

the sweet ache of Parting…

and you held on to the memories a little closer,

Like draping a blanket of comfort on your heart,

until you met again…

poetry copyright neha 2020/ free image of sunrise from pexels


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Missing You

This notion of missing you

uncontrolled unplanned unexpected

a gaping hole in the heart

that gets flooded in invisible  tears

as your thoughts float in the mind

This notion of missing you

Where words fall short

to describe the million emotions

that float with the million memories

This notion of missing you

all of you

invisible strings pulling on my heart

making me misty eyed in the middle of the day

and I have nothing left to say

but hear old tunes of old times

This notion of missing you

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2018


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The Art of Missing You

All it takes is a tangent tale

down memory lane

and the mind forgets

the carefully crafted conversations

and the ‘to-do’ lists of life

It creates master pieces of your smile in the skies

peeks through the branches at the sun

scattered, distracted and holding on to the pieces of you…

consumed in this art of missing you.

poetry copyright neha 2017/ free image from google

 


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Grandma’s Lap

Sometimes what she missed most about being a child was sleeping on her grandma’s lap, dreaming of all the characters in the fairy tales she heard before sleep. Her mind clear, without the veil of worries haunting her. Her heart free of the heavy weight she felt as an adult, of the things that needed to get done, of places she needed to be, of people she needed to heed.

She missed the innocent nights where she would just talk, all night, with her grandma about nothing and everything, without being judged…from the number of cookies she ate that day to the new friend she made at the park. Her grandma in turn would tell her about her own childhood stories of being the only girl in school growing up, about her favourite dish as a child, about her own grandma who she grew up with. They would lay there laughing about the neighbour next door who was too loud, they would talk about the fish they bought from the market that day. She missed her grandma’s laugh when she hugged her, but what she missed most was falling asleep on her grandma’s lap.

 

story and image copyright neha 2015

story and image copyright neha 2015


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This notion of missing you

This notion of missing you

uncontrolled unplanned unexpected

a gaping hole in the heart

that gets flooded in invisible  tears

as your thoughts float in the mind

 

This notion of missing you

Where words fall short

to describe the million emotions

that float with the million memories

 

This notion of missing you

all of you

invisible strings pulling on my heart

making me misty eyed in the middle of the day

and I have nothing left to say

but hear old tunes of old times

This notion of missing you

poem and image copyright 2015

poem and image copyright 2015


Missing you

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forgottenmeadows

The light in your eyes,

that makes my heart smile,

as it flies across the skies,

to you.

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