March 6, 2015 by forgottenmeadows 26 Comments Whispers of Spring Quietly, like a dream of a whisper or was it a whisper of a dream… you felt… the beginning in all that was seen you felt the breeze whisper spring, into all things, with a gentle stroke of green… quietly. copyright neha 2015 Advertisement
June 18, 2014 by forgottenmeadows 10 Comments Morning Dreams Sunshine falls, on my eyes, through the partly open blinds, I smile, I wish, it would last a while, as I catch my morning dreams.
May 23, 2014 by forgottenmeadows 13 Comments Warmth I travel on the breeze, of the gentle dawn, unwinding my thoughts, in the warmth of the sun-rays, touching my heart.
March 7, 2014 by forgottenmeadows Leave a comment Rooted The sun kissed warmth you feel in your core, is like the endless skies, your roots shall never see.