And some days,
the lonely heart,
lay on barren lands
and spoke to the summer sky,
which did not ask how or why,
it came to be.
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Nostalgic,
for a home,
that once was…
in between
the lyrics of an old song
Nostalgic,
for a time
lost…
in the pages of childhood.
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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.
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And August came,
with a few more days,
of summer sun and clear skies,
for the daydreamers to chase
the butterflies,
of their dreams.
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I love you
even when you don’t
love yourself,
always, remember that.
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My son saw his first rainbow today, and I felt a lump in my throat, as my heart filled with joy seeing him experience this magical moment. He probably won’t remember this but I hope he always looks for rainbows after rain…when the sun kisses the clouds with love.
Poetry and image copyright neha2019
Poetry and image copyright Neha 2019
