forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Flying

You flew

without sound

with the wisp of the cloud

in the crisp morning air

against the blue skies

forgetting all the whys

of yesterday.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2017

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Let me find hope…

Let me find hope…

In the gentlest of whispers,

which stops the  loudest of screams,

in the deepest of love,

where my heart can lean,

and find its way back from the darkest nights,

as I lay my mind, on the first morning light…

let me find hope

poetry and image copyright neha 2016

poetry and image copyright neha 2016