There is a chronometer
in my heart
a metallic bauble
depicting the ticks & the tocks
of my life’s moments
glimpses of my fleeting fantasies
Like a puppet duckling
I dance & waddle
at the movements of this chronometer
writing songs throughout
& all the way
through it
before I normalize
into my natural self
who is not a puppet duckling
but a human.
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| https://www.designyourway.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/surreal-photography-inspiration-001.jpg Are trees lazy to move or do they lack resolve Why does earth never cease to revolve If there's abundant of sunlight then why there are shady coves If all that lives dies anyway then who is it that evolves Mysteries of life are infinite How many can we ever solve? |
A giant necklace
of a crying wind
dreams a dream.
WINTER
— Neha's Notebook (@Nehasnotebook) September 20, 2021
Stars twinkle
Sky's periwinkle
Ponies gallop
& shake lush frills of hair
Snow-capped deserts sleep
in deep slumberous air
Garnet fires flare
September takes a venture
into winter's dark stream
Guarding waters is cool moon
the night's dream#vss365 #musemon #AutumnWrites
To undress
— Neha's Notebook (@Nehasnotebook) September 13, 2021
the doorlocks
of your heart
Relish hazel nut tarts
and embrace your farts!😉💨#vssdreams #vsshumour #limerickrhyme #converstory #15wordspoet #vss365
LEAVES
— Neha's Notebook (@Nehasnotebook) September 3, 2021
Leaves
golden brown
& olive green
rusty caramel
& baked red sheen
soft lush foliage
& crisp paper wings
cherry blossom
& maple king
All fall one by one
at the arrival of fall
Return to dock of dark earth
for a new birthcall!#vss365 #septemberfalls21 #flexvss #bravewrite
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Flaming carnelian fire
— Neha's Notebook (@Nehasnotebook) September 2, 2021
rises from her
serpentine floordance
Beads of sweat
surround her rosebud lips
as she takes eagle-like flight
preying over hearts with her
temptressing wild glance
Bluebirds kiss her bellybutton
Winds freeze in shock
as she flips in a moondance!#vss365
Dusty morgue
— Neha's Notebook (@Nehasnotebook) August 25, 2021
Lightless chamber
Open window
Crooked branch
across
moon's diameter
His attention
in space outside
while through a
door inside
secretly pops out an arm
behind his back
2 neon eyes
glow on branch
Flashy red reflection
in his eyes' tranche#vss365 #vsspoem #Postmortem
I want
— Neha's Notebook (@Nehasnotebook) August 15, 2021
infinite universe
to spin
at my millimetric fingertips
I want
a heart
as infinite
as infinity of universe's
all-consuming lips
I want
entire existence
to live in
my heartbeats
I desire
all or nothing
Nothing less
can empower me
or calm
my mind's restless feet.#vss365
From the pocket of a rainbow
— Neha's Notebook (@Nehasnotebook) August 22, 2021
I picked up a pitcher
brimming with
color squashes
& splashed it atop
a heap of smokey black coals
Simmering
trembling
splattering across
pebbly streetscapes of
my dark heart's ashes
the colors painted a graffiti
to bare my soul.#vss365 #MoonMystic
Love is
— Neha's Notebook (@Nehasnotebook) August 18, 2021
the clasped string
of present moment
in a songwriter's rosary
of time-space
Holding together
the beads
carved with
sewholes of duality
Moment to moment
it embroiders
the intricate beadwork
of my changing personalities.
#vss365
An
— Neha's Notebook (@Nehasnotebook) August 13, 2021
invisible shadow
lurks
like glimpses
of dusk's last sun
nimbly slips away
at a look
zips through
black of the night
flickers
atop buttery wax blobs
of drippy candles
melts softly
like
waterfalls in love
&
settles in
wound
of my heart
that
it came
to mend#MoonMystic #vss365
Before all creation & doom
— Neha's Notebook (@Nehasnotebook) August 10, 2021
In grey-sand of moon
A poet with a weepy frown wrote a lovestory
on blue dune
Next, at peacock's tune
Darkness kissed a star
the star fell from moon
Fell in my notebook's tress
as if telling me to revive its lovestory with darkness#MoonMystic #vss365
