It was not always like matches and wildfires,
but their love…
was like peaceful sleep
after a long hard day,
like sunrise after a dark storm,
fresh, like the smell of flowers that lingered,
long after one walked away,
their love was like answers
to questions of the heart.
Sometimes, winter feels so long
that she forgets about spring…
Spring, and the green green grass
and the blooms of fresh flowers…
the smell of earth after rain
and songs of birds she loves hearing again and again
as the sun shines on her heart…
making art, with words
that only come with spring…
so until then she lays on fresh snow
and she dreams, in hopes of spring.
poetry copyright neha 2020/ image from pexels, credit goes to original artist
She tried so hard
but her heart
did not have any beats left
to begin again
poetry and image copyright neha 2019
Posting a day late but here was my piece for day 8 of #napowrimo
Chasing time…
to find the secret of happiness,
her life, drew the rainbow in the rain.
free google image/ poetry copyright neha 2019
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
All you wanted
as you stood
on the cool grey sand
by the ocean…
was to drown
the thoughts of your mind
with the highest tides
that pulled on the strings
of your heart.
free google image/ poem copyright neha 2017
poetry copyright neha 2016
There was nothing more and nothing less
just the sky, the earth, and me,
nothing more nothing less
poetry and image copyright neha 2016
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