forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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The moon and the melancholic heart

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


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Night Falls In My Dreams

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 2018


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When the heart rains…

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