forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Writing

I lay,

listening to the quiet sound

of summer rain…

tapping on the forgotten window

of my heart,

writing poetry on earth.

free google image, poem copyright neha 2018

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Calling all Creative Minds/Poets/Artists to a poetic collaboration – “Once more”

poetry and image copyright neha 2018

 

Hello Everyone,

As we wrap up spring and head towards summer, I thought I would do another collaboration. We all have times when we wish for one more moment, one more second, one more song, just once more and this collaboration is on that theme. If you haven’t participated in any of my previous collaborations before, you can see an example via this link. Everyone is welcome to participate and I will add your contribution in the order they are posted. You can post your piece in the comment, please ensure to post the actual text not just a link in order to be considered. You can post multiple times. Hateful language will not be tolerated and will be promptly removed if posted. The collaboration will be open until 10 pm MST June 30, 2018. As usual, I will start it off, and I hope many of you will join me in making this yet another beautiful collaborative effort!

 

When the moon hangs low,
And you let go,
of the restraints in the heart…
finding magic,
in the distant glow
of the stars,
lost in nostalgia, once more.

poetry copyright neha 2018 – forgottenmeadows.wordpress.com

 

flickering candle
glow

slow night
go

.

sight

poetry copyright danialtijuana.wordpress.com

 

 

Rediscovering love.

Hold me closer once again,
gently wrapped in your embrace,
under the starry sky
where once we stood
enchanted by the playful tunes of spring music
and the soulful rhythm of oceanic waves.
Let’s once again,
delve into the rhymes of oneness and warmth,
for in poetry we will rediscover
the lost fragments of our love —  
a love that is sealed for eternity. 

Copyright © SN (Literature and Art) shrutyn.wordpress.com

 

 

Rays of sunlight
Kiss the mountains below
Spring says, “follow me”
Has summer, in tow

Warmer days ahead
Once more, we sigh
As the season changes
In the blink of an eye

©2018 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved – https://dorindaduclos.com

 

 

When there is plenty of time
Who cares about a minute
But how precious is a single moment
An embrace
Another touch of a hand
Only one more kiss
When the one you love is out of sight
And there is plenty of time
Between the both of you

erikakind.me

 

 

What can I say?

Looks like it was the best decision I ever made

To be with you

To share my happiness with you

And also my sadness

I never knew I could be this happy

When there was a time darkness was the only thing

I was able to see

You came into the darkness

With hope in your eyes

And the belief I never had

You went through the darkness for me

You did everything to keep me happy

And you won

You changed my life

In words I cannot describe

Our bond gets stronger

Day by day

My love for you doubles

And so does trust

I’m so glad you came into my life

Your presence has that soothing,calm feeling, that only a home has.

I can’t get enough of you

I want to love you inside out

I cannot imagine being away from you

I now understand what poets wrote in their poems

What actors tried to do in the love stories

I understand

I understand everything now.

 

The loss

Why?

Why is the world so unfair

Just when everything was falling into place,

Just when I was about to do something right,

Just when my mind was going to believe

That world is a good place after all,

It broke.

My heart broke.

My hopes were gone.

My dreams were shattered..

My mind has now turned into a dark place,

No sunshine

No hopes for a better future.

Only a demon inside.

Spreading his arms

It’s embracing my heart

Which once had a tiny ray of hope

But this hope was gone,

Was vanished

At the blink of an eye,

Because he touched it.

It’s a cruel place,

Making cruel actions

Not anyone else’s loss,

But mine.

Only mine.

It will be forever be mine

The loss.

The loss.

http://screble.wordpress.com

 

 

 

I’d like to hold on
This moment
When you wake up and smile
When your skin touch my skin
When your sleepy eyes find it hard
To adjust to daylight
When you rest between my arms
Peaceful, serene and calm
I’d like to hold on
These precious minutes
Mother and son bonding time

poetry copyright mahshiandmarshmallow.wordpress.com

 

 

I blow you a kiss
into the dream ridden mist
caressing the touch
we share no more

Tears tease my lips
as your soul takes a sip
my bleeding heart overflows
Together, once more

poetry copyright amberangst

 

 

What About Me?

She’s smart, she’s fair, she’s pretty,
But what about me?

She’s handy, she’s skillful, she’s artsy,
But what about me?

She’s perfect, she has it all,
Never would you ever see her fall.

But what about me?
What about me?

What about the girl who barely sleeps?
The one who in silence cries and weeps?

Fakes a smile, a giggle, a laugh,
Every day living her life a bluff.

Underneath that mask a broken soul cries,
Help me, save me, I don’t want to die!

Despite so upon her words she chocked,
Letter per letter she stumbled yet bellowed.

Gasped for air, failed to respire,
Drowning in water, burning in fire.

Her plea for mercy was left disregarded,
Concealed beneath a cloak, remained undetected.

Overshadowed by the smart, the perfect, the pretty,
Left with a question on her lips, what about me?

poetry copyright –https://immyyzz.wordpress.com

 

 

When you bath in that silvery moonlight
it slowly imbues you
with its ambrosial touch
so divine
when all the pain and anguish
get stripped off from your soul
you are again born as nubile
once more

poetry copyright meghasworldsite.wordpress.com


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Unfolding

The day unfolded,

quietly,

as your mind drifted,

full of distractions.

A blatant contrast

to the serene light that fell on you,

as you laid out your thoughts

bare,

open like the skies,

infinite with possibilities,

of going anywhere…

but as the light faded into darkness

and the night sang the soft lullaby

you drifted again

to the beginning

or was it the end

in the circle of life.

 

poetry and image copyright neha 2018