Dear Poet,
I see you behind the blue ink
of your spilled heart
fallen,
amidst words
that you meant to say,
but never did.
Dear Poet,
I see you…

We need words…
now more than ever
that bring us together
we need poetry and poets
and story tellers and artists
who weave tales
of hope, love, kindness and resilience
that we as mankind need to remember
during these uncertain and chaotic times
we need words
now more than ever…
poetry copyright neha 2020/ free image from pexels credit goes to original artist
Happy World Poetry Day Everyone, Stay safe and always share the love with your words!
Dear Poet,
I see you behind the blue ink
of your spilled heart
fallen
amidst words
that you meant to say,
but never did.
Dear Poet,
I see you…
poetry copyright neha 2019 / free image from pexels credit goes to original artist
He smiled in his sleep,
and her heart skipped a beat…
after hours of cradling,
and singing lullabies offbeat,
to a crying little human,
who didn’t want to sleep…
shook his rattle,
louder than his shriek,
while playing hide and go seek,
who threw up on her arm,
after his meal
and babbled as though
he could speak…
During his bath,
A moment she wished she could steal,
And store away…
Just like now, when he smiled in his sleep.
poetry and image copyright neha 2019
Napowrimo Day 4