forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Kiss

Spring’s heart
lay content,
under the warm kiss of rain,
scattering its dreams on the sky.

free google image/ poetry copyright neha 2018

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Greet

You ran bare-feet to greet it at the door,
like you had many times before,
through the barren streams and moors,
forgetting your daily chores…
with the breeze blowing your hair wild,
you ran with the inner child,
in your heart…
you ran bare-feet to greet summer at the door,
of spring.

 

free google image/ poem copyright neha 2018