forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Touch

The tides rose with reckless abandon

stretching the waves of the sea,

to touch the dark skies…

its salvation on earth.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2018

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Solace

The quiet beat,

of your steady heart,

is my solace,

in chaos,

your eyes,

my lighthouse,

in the storm…

You find me,

when I have stopped looking,

in the desolate shores,

soaked in the high tides of the ocean…

You find me,

in a place of no sound,

when I am lost to be found…

and the quiet beat,

of your steady heart,

is my solace,

in chaos,

and your eyes,

my lighthouse,

in the storm.

ocean shore in the dark

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That night…

That night…

we spoke to our dreams,

lost in the reckless storm,

out in the sea…

we rose with the tides,

high and free,

That night…

 

That night,

we flew on the winds,

forgetting the ‘hows’ and ‘whys’

drenched under the wild skies,

we let go of our sins,

That night…

 

That night

we opened our souls,

to drown in love.

moon fall

 

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