Month: June 2018
Alone
Looking at the ceiling lying on my bed I think, what makes us feel alone What makes us feel so unwanted like an outcast Is it the betrayal of the lover? or Is the faith broken by a close friend, a confrere? Is it the selfish narcissist society who wants you to sing their praises … Continue reading Alone
Identity (Micro poetry)
Boomerang
You push me to the edge
and bring me back
like a boomerang
I keep coming back to you
self-oscillating between
the realms of dreams and reality
I keep looking for fragments
hidden everywhere of you
shreds of reality
dig deep into my soul
carving the image
of my forlorn love
maybe if you stretch
my imagination enough
and give me a push and shove
and release my being
into this dream spangled sky
I find you in my dreams
unfurled
I keep coming back for you more
you are my savior
and you are one, I defy.
Adaptation ( Micro poetry)
Plethora
Come read this beautiful form of Poetry in Kate’s blog.
Wordsmiths have access to a plethora of words
Words which we weave creatively into poems
Poems are our vehicle to articulate meaning
Meaning gives our life worthwhile purpose
Purpose provides a focal point for our effort
Effort is vital for all achievements, our goals
Goals are healthier when aligned to core values
Values guide us as we eliminate use or abuse
Abuse must cease at every possible level
Level heads organically guide our growth
Growth is essential to improve ourselves and our life
Life is awareness of breathing, living in the now
Now is being in the present, confronting gain and pain
Pain is a test teaching us that we can conquer all!
word of the day – thanks Carolyn for showing me this form a couple of hours ago!
Pay It Forward Thursday- June 28, 2018
Head to GoDogGo cafe and share some love by posting the link to the best post you have read recently.
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 (600 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.
If you post a link below, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.
My Salvation
This poem is in continuation of my micro poetry. Read Salvation.
As I dance till my feet bleed
the sweat pour out of my body
as tears of my soul
I dance till I drop dead
As I sing from my heart
till my voice turns coarse and harsh
and every word, every syllable
touches and turn my
wounds to gold
so pure
I sing till I go mute
As I write my poetry
till my emotions bleed on the
papers
turns it into crimson red
cuts the soul of my readers
till they cry from every pore
I write till my fingers bleed no more
As I open my heart
for you
and let you in
and turn in upside down
shred into bits and pieces
to make a comfy pillow to
rest your head on it
and sleep on it
till all your nightmares
leave your soul like…
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Immigrant (Micro poetry)
Proof
I have read the fairy tales and
stories of love
for time eternal
they are as true as they come
if I could only believe
the prince charming for real
I have recited the verses of love
the sonnets
and the poetic metaphors
when you compared the moon to
to my beauty
to make me feel eternal
I have heard the serenade
looming and traveling
on the ripples of time
passed on as a folklore
a story weaved
so sublime
I have felt the connection
so surreal
it made my hair stand
on the back of my neck
and left a tantalizing
effect on my emotions
leaving them stunned
I have waited
all this time
eternally and patiently
for you to come
and sweep me off my feet
Darling, I have heard
your endless tales of heart
for time eternal
now shut your mouth
and kiss me
to make them real.
Picture by Mike Fox…
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Risk
You pour out your emotions You put your heart out in the hands of a new soul you become vulnerable every minute every second you float You have spoken from the deep corners of your heart you are completely naked In front of a stranger stripped off your lies you can't fake it even for a minute … Continue reading Risk
Who is an artist?
Here is my interpretation of who really an artist is?
“An artist should create beautiful things, but should put nothing of his own life into them.”
― Oscar Wilde
He is an imposter, a fake.
Who hides his true identity
but reflects the feelings and emotions of the person
he is portraying in the purest form.
Someone who takes the form of a person,
thoughts, ideas, feeling etc.,
embodies them in the deepest possible way
So that, it is not possible for you
to separate the art from the artist
the emotions from the narration.
An artist is the closest and truest analogy of water
which doesn’t have its own shape, odor or taste
but seemingly takes the form of the container it is contained in.
An artist is like a roller coaster
who gives you a breathtaking ride of emotions
Jolting and scaring you to bits
giving you goosebumps
while giving you the ride of your life.
An artist…
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Just Released! Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective
Hey all your poetry readers, if you want a taste of awesome poetry. Grab a copy of Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective. Now available to Order from Amazon.com
The Sudden Denoument Literary Collective is thrilled to announce the release of Anthology Volume I: Writings for the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective! This long-awaited anthology is a thoughtfully curated compendium of the best writing published online by the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective from its launch in August of 2016 through April 2018. It includes 138 pieces of cutting-edge poetry, prose and short fiction written by 29 diverse writers from England, Romania, Japan, India, Finland, the United States and Canada. Thirty-one of the 138 pieces were written exclusively for the Anthology. This volume captures the astonishing raw power of these individual and united poetic voices.
Now available on Amazon.com and Amazon.com.uk
Poetry feature in Literary Heist-Religion
And here comes the day I have been waiting for months ever since the day they have announced the acceptance of my poem in their summer edition. Literary Heist online quarterly magazine is published every March 21st, June 21st, September 21st, and December 21st. The yearly electronic book is published every year on February 1st. … Continue reading Poetry feature in Literary Heist-Religion
Mist (Micro poetry)
Fresh
There is nothing new in this world or the place where I'm in counting the minutes lost by the clock with no hands our body is outlasted by our bones our only testament in the world hollow and brittle they can't tell the truth no matter how voyeuristic your life was they are buried numb … Continue reading Fresh
Tired (Micro poetry)
Intersection
“Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.” ― Rumi I'm looking fervently for that limestone shade those crisscrossing lines where our dreams hope desires intersects as we follow our own trajectory but still, they interject; forming a a pattern of the love and its everlasting ephemeral touch those criss-cross that weaves … Continue reading Intersection
Old companion
“because wherever I sat—on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok—I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.” ― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar Spreading like moss covering from end to end and shaping its identity at the expense of … Continue reading Old companion
Burden ( Micro poetry)
Poetry feature in Indian Periodical-Old companion
My poem Old companion has been featured in the latest issue of the Indian Periodical. Do read the poem and let me know your thoughts. Have a nice weekend! Megha Sood
Strong ( Micro poetry)
Irony
We are all together
in this
alone in every path
you see
I see you
and I turn away my face
the pain is too much
and to acknowledge
it will bring
Oh! so much disgrace
let’s just hide it
tuck and nip it in the bud
don’t let anyone read your
fear
get back to the
life so mundane
ready to stick your
head in pain
don’t let it emerge
But the irony of this is
that nobody realizes
we are all together
in this loneliness
no matter
how much you hide it.
Photo by Anthony Intraversato on Unsplash
This post is in response to the daily prompt
Stranded
Oh! why I'm here This world built on illusions World based on realities World based on hope, anger, dreams I know your intentions are clear I know your dreams, your plans I know how it works I know how it ends It's just I'm stuck in middle which has no beginning no end Running … Continue reading Stranded
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