forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Glimmer #WritePhoto

She sighed,
watching the glimmer of the crisp fall morning
feeling the cold breeze against her face,
her heart refreshed with peace,
floating in the distant skies.

 

poetry copyright neha 2018/ image borrowed from Sue Vincent

 

 

In response to Sue’s photo prompt: Glimmer #Writephoto

 

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Mother’s Heartbreak

It carries through a thousand seas,
beyond the tears in you and me,
it stops the flowers in mid-bloom,
and the evening sun senses it too…
As it bleeds red into the sky,
embracing the mother’s cry,
the world seems to fall apart,
trying to heal a mother’s heart.

It carries through a thousand seas
Beyond the tears in you and me
conquering heaven with every breath,
A mother feels her heart break…

poetry and photography copyright neha 2018

 

This is dedicated to the families in Florida who lost their loved ones in the recent school shooting…This is especially to the mother’s whose grief is beyond what I can imagine…My heartfelt condolences and love to the families who have gone through such horrific tragedies, in Florida and elsewhere. Let there be peace, let there be hope, let there be love.

 

Neha

 


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Always

For those moments…

when your heart feels heavy,

and your mind forgets  be ‘alright’,

when your eyes cannot tell,

between the day and the night…

hold my hand.

For those moments…

when you feel there is nothing left to say,

when even in silence you cannot lay,

in peace…

hold my hand.

Hold my hand,

and lean your restless heart on mine,

and though it may not happen this instant,

everything will be just fine,

and whatever else happens between now and then,

you will always have me.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2018


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In Hope for Kindness

Tread gently,
for behind those eyes you see
lies a lady
dreaming her last dream…

 

Tread gently,
for behind those eyes,
lies a child
looking at the skies
for the first time…

 

Tread gently,
for behind those eyes
lies a man
building his home of imagination…

 

Tread gently,
for behind those eyes
lies a person
whose heart was broken a million times
but they still send a smile
to the new day….

 

Tread gently,
for the world awaits…
in hope for kindness.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2017