forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Let me find hope

Let me find hope…

In the gentlest of whispers,

which stops the  loudest of screams,

in the deepest of love,

where my heart can lean,

and find its way back from the darkest nights,

as I lay my mind, on the first morning light…

let me find hope.

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poetry and image copyright neha 2018

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Drifting

In the fading light of the waning moon,

In this early morning of June,

your mind drifts…

in the golden hue of sunrise.

 

In this waking dream of the day,

you find peace as your heart sways,

in the calming waves…

of colours painted on the sky.

 

In the fading light of the waning moon,

In this early morning of June,

your mind drifts…

in the golden hue of sunrise.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2018