And in hindsight, it is many a times humbling to see how things work in mysterious ways you come together to appreciate this power beyond you or any of your plans
that your may have made for days So you stand watching the sun rays
spread across earth and appreciate
the small part you get to live,
in this magnificent play.
poetry copyright neha/ image borrowed from Sue Vincent
Why do you hide me to plaster a smile on your face when you see them? Why do you shred me in pieces analyzing every angle, tormenting your already tormented heart? Why do you cradle me with your favourite old school tune, and drown in nostalgia, on a lazy Saturday afternoon? Why am I kept in this dusty part of your mind that is always so foggy that you have a hard time accepting if I ever was real? Why do you keep years worth of love stored away… Is perhaps what the memory would say, if it could question the mind.
poetry and image copyright neha 2019
Napowrimo Day 6
Did not get a chance to post yesterday so will be posting Day 6 and Day 7 today.