Water Lilies
wetting my feet
in the old pond
I pause to remember
how it felt
back when the feet
were young and free
but memories wrinkle
and my skin is worn and coarse
to feel the same things
the water in this pond
too murky
to bring back
the clarity of fresh water lilies
and unclouded hopes
(c) Neetu Malik
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the stories
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with your hammer stone,
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a grain of sand
blowing whichever way
the wind blows
in the universe
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Beautiful, Neetu!
Thank you, Veronica. I truly appreciate you taking the time to read my poems. 🙂