Trigger warning

This post is in response to the daily prompt Warning

Megha's World

Click clang!
Tick tock!
this poem is a trigger warning;
you better read it with the
valiant soul or else you
should just
stop reading

The pain is too numbing
and too graphic for
your meek soul to bear;
it is only a snapshot of the pain
the tip of the ice burg
I’m  ready to bare

Oh, wait !!
don’t let your
feeble heart take all that pain;
Don’t show it to the kids
they won’t be able to retain

Click Clack!
Tick tock!
the scars slowly turns
into memories
make yourself brave to see;
for it will turn your
dreams into scary
nightmares
pretty easily

Tread carefully
and don’t you dare
look back;
you might see the ghouls
lingering in the doorways
ready for the attack

Your gentle kind-hearted soul
will be left
soaring with the pain
to see blisters simmering
in my soul
boiling again

Tread carefully
don’t falter
in…

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Poetry feature on Spillwords-Writer’s block

Happy and excited to share the news of my poetry feature on Spillwords. Would really mean a lot to me if you would read and rate the poem Writer's block. Happy blogging! Megha Sood

Lucky

This poem is fifth in the anthology of poems based on Social Evils. Please read the previous ones here Rape is a severely under-reported crime with surveys showing dark figures of up to 91.6% going unreported. A United Nations statistical report compiled from government sources showed that more than 250,000 cases of rape or attempted rape were recorded by police …

Broken ( Micro poetry)

Megha's World

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Broken promises

This post is in response to the daily prompt Betrayed

Megha's World

String of broken promises and false hopesmakes our storyA succession of liesbuilt on the pyre of the dead truthsbecause you didn't keep the promise

 
You surrendered to the patriarchyYou stirred and dissolved all the hope and lovein your infected vial of angerYou cannot save me againbecause you didn't keep the promise

 
Don't you dare ask me to look at the blinding light againpushing again me against my boundariesasking me to breathe against my wishesbecause you didn't keep the promise

 
You kept the stinking liestucked under false pretensesI rose from the ashes just to be burned alive on the pyre againYou can't  keep weaving the same web of deceit againDon't you dare because you didn't keep the promise

 
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Pay It Forward Thursday- March 29, 2018

Head to GodogGo cafe to spread some love!

Go Dog Go Café

Welcome to Pay It Forward Thursday. All Go Dog Go readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link to one specific post (750 words or less please!) from someone else’s blog in the comments section below.  We encourage you to give a shout-out to someone who has wowed you as a reader, creatively inspired you, and/or to introduce a new writer to a wider audience.  We will be choosing a Weekly Barista Favorite and inviting the author to have their piece published in full on the Go Dog Go Cafe with a link back to their personal blog.

If you post a link below, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.

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empty

Hmmm.Isn't that true?

Sam and his bullies- An essay by a 7 year old

I'm super excited and feeling at the top of my world to share a very personal piece of writing, written by my 7-year-old son. He was given the following words as a prompt for his second-grade homework and he came up with this story about bullying. I have typed the story exactly how he wrote in …

Hollow

Why do we feel hollow inside?

Megha's World

Why do we feel empty inside?Why do we feel hollow inside?stripped of our emotions why do we feel numb insidewhen the emotions are raging anger and pain are roaringand all the feelings are screaming andsquealing as hard as they can. Why do we feel hollow inside?When there is a tornado coming our wayready to rip us off and throw awaywhen there is no place to hideAnd no moment left to regret. Why do we feel hollow inside?Why can't we feel the pain ofhis body lying naked in the coldhunger of his soulwhy can't we feel the thorn stuck in his foot? Why do we feel hollow inside?when the whole world is burning aliveand there is only pain and strifewhere wombs are scratched cleanand no moment is left serene. Why do we feel…

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Broken

This poem is fourth in the anthology of poems based on the Social Evils. Please read the previous ones here. Domestic Violence against women – particularly intimate partner violence and sexual violence – is a major public health problem and a violation of women's human rights. Global estimates published by WHO indicate that about 1 in …

Your Memories

Come read Shantanu ‘s beautiful ode to his parting love!

Confab With Me

Your memories are engrained on my soul,
layer on layer,
like writings casted on stone

And no matter where I go,
or what I do,
from time to time
your reminiscence crosses my mind,
making my senses go blurry
and my vision go blind,
as I think all those little things,
and those precious unforgettable signs
that you have unknowingly left behind

Like when you used to look away,
pretending to be furious,
yet watching me from
the corner of your eyes

Or when you refused to speak,
no matter how much I coaxed
but give away
when I announce
I have something interesting to say

The sound of your anklet
the coil of your tresses
your silent humming of our favorite song
you standing against anything wrong

All those memories
I have treasured deep inside my heart
locked in a treasure box
sealed in…

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Meager

Megha's World

I'm not asking you as a whole
just leave me with a sense of your beinglet me drench myself in theyour blinding glow.I feel your love slowly seeping within meas I lay hereas a poem in our heartsbegins to grow.You stay here with mewas a blip in my timeless waitYour love for me was a mere drop in the oceanof my desperationof your meager stayTime stands still in my endless waityour oscillating presence in my lifetilts my balance I can't keep myself on my toesI'm pouring my heart to youmaking my last meager attemptfrom stopping you to go.Please stay my love,Please don't go.

This post is in response to the daily prompt Meager

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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge- March 27, 2018

Head to Godoggo cafe to write a horror story out of a pleasant memory. A twist at its best!

Go Dog Go Café

Christine is known for her writing prompt challenges on her blog Brave and Reckless.  She is now hosting a Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge at the Go Dog Go Cafe.  The prompts are designed to be quick challenges that can be written in 10 to 15 minutes,  inspire you creatively, are fun, and get everyone interacting.  Please post your response to the prompt in the comments below and show your fellow posters some love and support.  All members of the Go Dog Go community, including Baristas, are welcome to participate.  Feel free to share this post on your own blogs and/or Facebook.

Christine is always looking for cool, quick writing prompts.  If you have a great idea for a future Tuesday prompt challenge, send it to her at christine.e.ray@gmail.com

Today’s prompt: Take a pleasant memory and write it as if it were a horror story without altering any of the details. It…

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Heart (Micro poetry)

This post is in response to the daily prompt Micro

Promote Yourself Monday- March 26, 2018

Come proudly show your work at the warm and cozy GoDogGo cafe.

Go Dog Go Café

Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday.  All Go Dog Go Cafe readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link to one specific post (750 words or less please!) from your blog into the comments section below.  Be sure to pick your best recent post*, because we will be choosing a Weekly Barista Favorite to be published in full on the Go Dog Go Cafe with a link back to your blog.

If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.

*By posting below, the Baristas of the Go Dog Go Café assume permission to publish your piece on the Go Dog Go Café,  if it is chosen the Weekly Barista Favorite.  All authors will be properly cited and we will publish a link back to your blog.

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Brave

This poem is third in the anthology of poems based on the Social Evils. Please read the previous ones here. This post is an ode to the strong, fierce women who are survivors of acid attacks. They go through immense physical and emotional pain but still manage to rise from the ashes like a phoenix. Approximately …

Sustenance (Micro poetry)

Inkling

Megha's World

Do you have the inkling
the faintest of the idea
how even the silhouette
of your warm heart
wrapped around my
cold frigid soul
can instantly warm and thaws
my frozen feelings
lying in the eternal slumber
for a million years
to the core

Do you have the faintest idea
how your warm soothing
honey dipped voice
chases away all the
insanity in me and
renders my
soul
pure

Do you have the faintest
idea how the fleeting
touch of your fingertips
can ignite the
deep down desires in me
and rattles me
to the core

Do you have the faintest idea
how letting you go
strips and splits
my heart in million pieces
shards piercing
the deep corners
of my languid self
and abject life
and leaves it so sore.

Do you have an inkling of what you do to me, anymore?

This post is in response to the daily prompt 

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Poetry feature in Indian periodical-Pandemonium

Happy to share the link for one of my poems featured in the weekly issue of Indian periodical. Come, read my poem Pandemonium. It is a reflection of incessant greed for money and power in today's' leaders, who are willing to sacrifice the lives of a living soul for their own benefit. Please share your thoughts …

Gluttony (Gula)

This post is in response to the daily prompt Swallow

Megha's World

This is the second poem in the anthology of poems based on the Seven deadly sins. Do read the previous ones too, if you haven’t yet.

Gluttony(Gula) – Similar to greed, but gluttony is the action of taking too much of something in being indifferent to others.

Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us.
—-Peter De Vries

Incessant gulping
and swallowing down
till you are filled to the brim
and choked at the heart
mouth stuffed till you can take no more
and yet you are starving your soul
the desire for all the delicious food
your slithering tongue demands
stuffing your body
still feeling empty in your heart
the gluttony, you are filled with
starving others to death
snatching and grabbing
from the
needy soulful heart
yet you never regret.
Gluttony, a deadly sin
makes you devil from within.

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Quote of the Day

Loved this quote.

A living nightmare

This poem is second in the anthology of the poems based on the Social evils. Sex trafficking is human trafficking for the purpose of sexual exploitation, including sexual slavery. Sex trafficking is a form of modern-day slavery in which individuals perform commercial sex through the use of force, fraud, or coercion.Minors under the age of 18 engaging in commercial …

Split wide open

Megha's World

I’m split wide open
for you to see
my soul is sliced in half
for you to
scrape pieces of me

I keep changing shades
to hide in the
layers
of the darkness
You still find
me and hunt me down
with so much hatred

Hiding in the plain sight
my doppelganger
stealing my identity
leaving me naked

You keep stealing me
leaving the puzzles
unfinished
I keep rummaging
to put me back together.

You can rip me apart
and tore in shreds
feeds your hungry ego
and living in dreads

Your voice chases
the sanity in me
and leaves me dangling in the
realm of reality.

You can split me wide open
but you
cannot steal
the light within me.
 

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This post is in response to daily prompt Tend

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Pay It Forward Thursday- March 22, 2018

Go Dog Go Café

Welcome to Pay It Forward Thursday. All Go Dog Go readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link to one specific post (750 words or less please!) from someone else’s blog in the comments section below.  We encourage you to give a shout-out to someone who has wowed you as a reader, creatively inspired you, and/or to introduce a new writer to a wider audience.  We will be choosing a Weekly Barista Favorite and inviting the author to have their piece published in full on the Go Dog Go Cafe with a link back to their personal blog.

If you post a link below, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.

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swim deep

Come read the magical shorts poems by Christopher.