Send your writings for the extended week of posts based on Exploitation of women. Head to Whisper and the Roar.
The Whisper and the Roar Collective is extending submissions for one final week covering all areas of the global exploitation of women, from May 27th to June 2nd. We are accepting poetry, prose, fiction, personal narratives, and essays on these topics from around the globe. We are looking for writing that makes us feel, makes us think, that moves us.
The categories we are seeking include:
- Send up to 3 pieces of original writing in either PDF or Word document attached to an email that includes your real name as well as the name you publish your writing under. Although we prefer previously unpublished work, we will consider published work as long as it has ONLY been published on a blog. You must own the rights to any work you submit to Whisper and the Roar
- Include a brief biography that includes a…
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“Everyone feels they are on a journey, but if you cannot see reality, you are merely on a cosmic treadmill, trapped in time. A person can spend a lifetime going nowhere” ― R.J. Blizzard We all long for happiness, Don't we? The need to reach the pinnacle of success and to overcome all the pain we have endured through … Continue reading Is it worth it?
This post is in response to the daily prompt Infect
This post is in response to the daily prompt Thin
Come read my poetry feature on CandlesOnline, a humble attempt by Founder Chiradeep to showcase the works of creative and talented writers. The site is brimming with talent.
“There must be something strangely sacred in salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.”
― Kahlil Gibran
You fall incessantly from my eyescovering my face and drawing a veil on my emotionsmy secret keepermy promise bearer You roll down my cheeks as a reminder of thepromise unkeptas a reminder of my heart brokenand the shards piercingand all the bridges I have been trying to keep in placeyou roll down gleefullyas wishes and dreams are burnt alive I can't cup or hold youyou are just bits of salty water you know a reminder of my heartas it fails to contain the insatiable joy insidethe welling up of eyeswhen I can't hide the love insideI hide you behind all the curtains of the curved lip and cursed heartwhen I don't want you tosee that
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Philosophy does not regard pedigree, she received Plato not as a noble, but she made him one. --Seneca the Younger We are descended from the divine born with that ambrosial touch floating on the angelic wings and the defined with that seraphic glow as we descend to this earth rolling in muck and dirt smeared and … Continue reading Pedigree
Come read my contribution for the Wrap up #NaPoWriMo hosted by Carol Forrester.
Megha Sood is an avid reader, loves to sing, an ardent lover of poetry and sometimes can scribble few lines too. She has worked in the IT field for almost a decade as a manager, worked crazy hours and traveled around the world. She is also a contributing author at GoDogGO Cafe,Whisper and the Roar and Poets Corner.
Her works have been featured in GoDogGoCafe, Whisper and the Roar, Duane Poetree, Visual Verse, Poets Corner, Modern poetry, Spillwords,Indian periodicals and soon to be featured in Literary heist,Morality park, Poets head and many more.
You can find her work at meghasworldsite.wordpress.com
How it started:
This is my first time taking part in NaPOWriMo as I started writing poetry last September.
Being on the author panel of few literary collectives, I was already aware of April being the National Poetry Month and I decided to roll out an anthology about the “Sexual…
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Come read Becky’s wise thoughts.
“Whoever gossips to you, will gossip about you.”
~ Spanish Proverb ~
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“Tact is the art of convincing people that they know more than you do.”
~ Raymond Mortimer ~
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“If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship, we must love friends for the sake rather than for our own.”
~ Charlotte Bronte ~
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“Tact is the knack of making a point without making an enemy.”
~ Sir Isaac Newton ~
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“There is a world of practical religion in simply being considerate of others.”
~ Roger Babson ~
[Source: The Little Book of Positive Quotations compiled by Steve Deger & Leslie Ann Gibson ~*~ Picture courtesy of Pinterest]
Come read the works of one of my fav poets whose poems are loved by kids and adults equally.
Happy Monday! I’m not sure if I’ve shared this poem on here. When I was six-years-old, in grade one, my teacher used to read us Shell Silverstein poems in class. I had the same teacher, Mrs. Allarie, for grades one, two, and three, so I was able to here a few books worth of Shell Silverstein’s poems.
Many of Silverstein’s poems are written for children, but many of them also have great meaning and allusion to (for) adults.
Here’s an interesting interpretation of the poem “Where the Side Walk Ends” on Wikipedia.
Also, here’s some background info on Shell Silverstein if you’ve never heard of him before today.
Credit: Sue Zeng via Unsplash
Where the Sidewalk Ends – Shell Silverstein
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
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Come read my piece on the Acid attack as a part of sexual exploitation series going on at the Whisper and the Roar collective.
This poem is part of the series on the Global Exploitation of Women.
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.
” He has changed…
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Wishing a very happy mother’s day to all the mothers out there!!
This post is in response to the daily prompt Core
A friendly gentle faceLaced with kindness and loveshowing and pouring her heart out to youMakes you feel be loved A stern and a strict teacherwho dispenses life lessons will give you the toughest obstaclesbut will hold you when you fall Though she may have a sleek body framebut as athletic as anyone can beCan do a thousand taskIn a blink of an eye, you shall see She will stand by you through thick and thinNever leaves you aloneWipe your tears and lifts you upNo matter how far you have come along She is the first welcome smile And the first in so many waysA million will come and goBut she will always be there
The dimming street lights
cast a long shadow
you are taking long strides
to keep the demons away
from catching up to you
You are hiding your soul
Not ready to make a deal with
with the devil yet
the flickering light in your heart
is giving you way
While the night engulfs the
It’s the beginning of the nightfall
the night is dense
You can’t track your guiding star
The shadows are catching up
You can only run this far.
You can knock all you want
There won’t be any
help you can find
the voyeurs in the street
would love to hear you
Your hurtful pleads
can only go so far
the lights are dimming
voices are dying down
you can only run this far.
This post is in response to the daily prompt Dim
This post is in response to the prompt Skewed
She moved her steps gingerlytrying not to make any mistakecarefully listening to all instructionsnot skipping any step She always played by the rulesnever stepped on anybody's toesmade sure she made peace with everyoneand never made any foe She obeyed the societyand never stopped beyond the normswalked on the dotted lineand never braved the storm She followed everything to the Teealways drew within the linesNever tried to step the borderand obeyed every order But only heaven knowsshe still can't figure whyher carefully planned lifeis waving her goodbye!
“One of the greatest regrets in life is being what others would want you to be, rather than being yourself.” ― Shannon L. Alder A thousand sweet praises I can listen sweetly and keep forgetting them the next day I rise Only one insult from you hurled at me from your sullen mouth breaks and shakes … Continue reading Breaking point
This post is in response to the daily prompt Forest
An ode to amazing, strong, brave, gentle, unapologetic, unabashed, caring, independent, fierce and loving women in our lives on Women’s international day!!
Be like a waterfall
gushing down with strength’
and the beauty for all to see
Be like a bird
to rise from the ashes
the world around is
crumple you down
beneath their feet
Be like a firefly
A lone warrior
carrying the light within
Be like a sky
endless in your knowledge
but still humble
to take the sun in
Be like a lotus
sitting on the mud
carrying the light of the
the beauty which the
the peace which the
Be like a gushing river
shaping the rocks in
your life and
infusing the life
who settles in
Be like a mountain
standing tall and true
to your convictions and
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This post is in response to the daily prompt Laughter
“Despair is the constant companion of the clown.”
― Angela Carter, Nights at the Circus
As he entered the canopy
filled with laughter
eyes filled with amaze
He jumped and stumbled
turned his body
to see that
grin on your face
Wiped and hid his tears
in the colorful robe
hid the scars and
the screeching pain
He did all the tricks
which kept you guessing
losing the simple
games of his own life
that people play
He painted his face
with hues of
red blue and black
hid his sorrow
behind all your backs
Churning his soul
the strikes of the brush
concealed all which
he tries to live without
With all the angst he
to keep all the balls
in the air
all was a big game
Like a tainted
you walked out
a living quagmire
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"Although I may try to describe Love, When I experience it, I am speechless."--Rumi I was confident headstrong stubborn raring to go alone I was never the one to back down and never faltered or declare it a sore loss I thought I will conquer it will catch its whiff will capture it and will sit royally … Continue reading Speechless
As I publish my 100th post today I couldn’t be more grateful and thankful to all my friends, readers, followers who have spent their precious time in reading my posts and have given me feedback. With almost a 1000 followers and readers from 65 countries around the world and counting.
Thanks a zillion for appreciating my little creative journey.Hope you keep reading!!
I have a window to my soulcome my loved one, join me in this world and take a strollHere the beauty is hidden behind every memoryand pain lurking in every cornerbut still, you can soothe yourselfin the warm embracein the pink and golden hue ofthe love, which I adornI have a window to my soulcome my loved one, join me in this world and take a strollYour wounds will be healed and the soul will be cleansedtire and ache…
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