Are you writing from heart?

“A drop of ink may make a million think.” ― George Gordon Byron How do you know what you are writing is coming from your heart? How do you know what you are writing will resonate with the readers and they will be able to understand the true meaning hidden behind the words. Well, I … Continue reading Are you writing from heart?

Broken promises

String of broken promises  and false hopes makes our story A succession of lies built on the pyre of the dead truths because you didn't keep the promise   You surrendered to the patriarchy You stirred and dissolved all the hope and love in your infected vial of anger You cannot save me again because you … Continue reading Broken promises

Ramblings of a beautiful mind

“The mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be kindled.” ― Plutarch Here I go again Here I start again with the ramblings of a beautiful mind a sane mind A mind which everybody knows and which I try to hide There is a deep sense of satisfaction and sadness … Continue reading Ramblings of a beautiful mind

Gingerly

She moved her steps gingerly trying not to make any mistake carefully listening to all instructions not skipping any step   She always played by the rules never stepped on anybody's toes made sure she made peace with everyone and never made any foe   She obeyed the society and never stopped beyond the norms walked on the … Continue reading Gingerly

Pain- A residue

“Behind every beautiful thing, there's some kind of pain.” ― Bob Dylan Pain is a residue. Its an outcome of all the emotions, feelings, pain and anxiety. Whatever your body is feeling churned out altogether for it to cause a deep sensation. After you have been through a horrific, turmoil in your life..when you are … Continue reading Pain- A residue

When I dance with her

Reblogging this in response to the daily prompt Dancing

Megha's World

dancetango

Locked gaze of hungry eyes
a fleeting touch of her body
Sudden twists and turns
Swirls, which are so naughty

Emotions flowing in locked steps
Driving both the souls in unison
Tapping feet makes the melody
When I’m with her

Music stirs our souls
Beats makes the heart move
Clapping to the ever-changing melody
Body does the groove

That syncopated feeling
when the world is moving in unison
Nothing compares to that ecstasy
When I am with her

The bare touch of her fingertips
electrifies me
Gliding and flowing of her body
Stirs the tides inside me

You can feel the passion
You can taste the love in the air
Passion has a new meaning
When I dance with her.

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This poem is in response to daily prompt Interest

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What do you call a home?

“If light is in your heart You will find your way home.” ― Jalaluddin Rumi What do you call a home? Where you lose yourself your soul rests in peace or is a place of refuge from the anger, hurt, pain and anxiety and all things evil What do you call a home? where you … Continue reading What do you call a home?

Night

One of my favorite poem. Reblogged in response to the daily prompt Faint

Megha's World

Night time, the most pleasant and serene time of the day. When the chaos is slowly fleeing your mind and filling your soul with the calmness night brings with it.There is so much going around us which gets blocked out or we miss due to the constant buzzing around us during the day.Night brings out all the sonic beauty in the nature there is.Listen closely, it’s telling you something!!

dennis-savenko-299909I can see the moon from the tiny window
I can feel the moonlight on my skin
It seems so far yet so near
It reminds of the days and the nights there have been

Everything is in rhythm and everything is out of sync
You feel the wind in your face and
And the moonlight falling on your skin

Hear the faint melodies in the midst of the chaos
And your lips sync to the songs you have long forgotten

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Crimson Dreams

“As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.” ― Pablo Neruda Dreaming of crimson dreams under the satin sheets in the warmth of your hold warmed by your existence Kissed by the dewdrops hugged by the passion of your love cuddling in the fluffy pillows feeling … Continue reading Crimson Dreams

Mirror

Reblogging as a response to the daily prompt Mystery

Megha's World

People say eyes are the mirror to your soul.You get the clarity of thoughts and emotions if you look deeply into someone’s eyes. It stores all the hurt, pain, joy, ecstasy you have experienced all your life. But still, you spend your whole life surrounded by people around you who don’t have any clue what going on inside you. Sometimes we wish for a such a mirror to exist which can reflect people true intentions and emotions and sometimes you just wanna hide.

christopher-campbell-30253Eyes my faithful mirror
Heart is a bleeding art
Dancing through this dance called life
Got so many scratches ..torn apart

Desires dark and cloudy
Mystery deep as a sea
How can you not see
See what’s within me

Leaning on the edge
Stepped on the fingers
I’m barely hanging
Hanging between the desire to live
Between the ecstasy of letting go

Desires dark and cloudy
Mystery…

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