forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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When I found love

When I found love,

the clouds drifted in the breeze,

the morning smiled with ease,

and I whistled with the trees.

 

When I found love,

the first light,

kissed the skies,

answering all my whys,

leading me,

to you. 

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2019


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Lean

For those moments…

when your heart feels heavy,

and your mind forgets  be ‘alright’,

when your eyes cannot tell,

between the day and the night…

hold my hands.

For those moments…

when you feel there is nothing left to say,

when even in silence you cannot lay,

in peace…

hold my hands.

Hold my hand,

and lean your restless heart on mine,

and though it may not happen this instant,

everything will be just fine,

and whatever else happens between now and then,

you will always have me.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2017


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The Art of Missing You

All it takes is a tangent tale

down memory lane

and the mind forgets

the carefully crafted conversations

and the ‘to-do’ lists of life

It creates master pieces of your smile in the skies

peeks through the branches at the sun

scattered, distracted and holding on to the pieces of you…

consumed in this art of missing you.

poetry copyright neha 2017/ free image from google