
Poetry copyright Neha 2020
Poetry copyright Neha 2020
The world was new,
and you were young,
and time was infinite…
poetry copyright neha 2019/ free image from pexels
What’s the time?
Is it time for the sun to come up
and kiss the earth
and watch her blush
spread across the sky…
Is it time for my love to come home
and hold me close
and feel me sigh,
in his arms…
What’s the time?
poetry and image copyright neha 2019
Posting a day late but here is my poem for Day 10, day 11 will follow!
Your sunrise touched the edge of my sunset
horizons of dreams separated by 12 hours
whispers to the night
floated in breeze of the first morning light
horizons of dreams separated by 12 hours
Earth’s rotation in human constructed time
an illusion of control when the heart knows time is infinite…
beyond all horizons…floating in the universe…
yet like a fool, it wonders about…
Horizons of dreams separated by 12 hours.
Poetry and image copyright neha 2017