Rebirth – Megha Sood

My piece of Whisper and the Roar today.

Whisper and the Roar

“A scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.”
― Chris Cleave, Little Bee

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You plucked my wings

feather by feather

pulled it out in pieces

from the blades of my shoulder

You can bloody me all you want

shred me into pieces

and rip them into halves

for everyone to see it.

Your hands sanguine with my

seraphic blood

your soul

deeply encumbered.

But you can’t douse the

eternal flame in me

the one which is burning

and giving me the intensity

the light of my being

my aura,

my personality

these wounds will heal

and scars will be formed

that is how the life sustains

that is how life is born.

Photo by Gaston Roulstone on Unsplash

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27 thoughts on “Rebirth – Megha Sood

      1. Thanks Megha, not sure where the name came from honestly, too many all nights with a poor excuse for a brain on fire and writing being the best outlet, 🙂

        Can’t wait to read more of your work.

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