The bruises she carried in her heart
were deeply worn like her steps
in her home
that helped her go up
while the other brought her down…
to a place
she didn’t know her way around,
but she kept going
until she found
her strength
to let go of the hurt
and embrace the love.
poetry copyright neha 2020. Image borrowed from Sue 🙂
In response to Sue’s #Writephoto prompt. Thank you Sue!
Perhaps one day you will listen
to the waves
as they glisten
under the rays
of the sun
perhaps one day you will listen…
poetry copyright neha 2020 and image borrowed from Sue Vincent
In response to Sue’s beautiful prompt #Writephoto
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
In response to Sue’s #Writephoto prompt.Â
And as winter shied
away from the lambent sunlight
of spring,
she felt her heart expand
in immense joy
she only found,
in the skies.
poetry copyright neha 2020/ image borrowed from Sue Vincent
In response to Sue’s fabulous #Writephoto prompts
The clouds still lingered
amidst the emanating petrichor
of the green meadows post rain
a sign of another storm
looming again
that could drench
her aching heart.
poertry copyright neha 2020/ image borrowed from Sue Vincent
In response to Sue Vincent’s WritePhoto prompt. Thanks Sue for the inspiration!
And for a moment
you let the dark clouds
of your mind
scatter…
in the distant horizon,
as you let your heart
be full from the gratitude
you felt,
watching daybreak.
poetry copyright neha 2020/ image borrowed from Sue Vincent
Inspired by #Writephoto prompt by the fabulous Sue Vincent.
Your presence linger
in the faded memories
of childhood
when we ran through summer meadows
under sunshine,
it too has faded away…
since you’ve left…
but your presence linger
on days, when the sun forgets to be away
and sunlight kisses my sepia dreams.
poetry copyright neha 2020/ image borrowed from Sue Vincent
In response to Sue’s #Writephoto Prompt. Thank you for the inspiration as always Sue!
And the mountains afar
called the bohemian heart
to wander through enchanted lands
and feel its magic heal the soul.
image borrowed from Sue/ poetry copyright neha 2019
Poetry prompted by Sue’s #Writephoto prompt. Thank you Sue for the inspiration!
And the foggy glass
reflected her faint memories
of summer flies and green meadows
of childhood
when she used to smile.
poetry copyright neha 2019/ image borrowed from Sue Vincent
In response to Sue’s #Writephoto prompt.
And the starlings scatter
in the orange sky
following the wisps of autumn clouds
as they fly, and bid goodbye,
to summer.Â
poetry copyright neha 2019/ image borrowed from Sue Vincent
In response to Sue’s beautiful photo prompt #WritePhoto Murmur
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