Poetry published in the Poetry Quarterly Winter 2018 – a print magazine by Prolific Press

I'm beyond excited to see my words in print again in one of the esteemed poetry journal printed by the Prolific Press --Poetry Quarterly. Prolific Press publishes 8 respected literary journals. Each journal publishes different literature, and each has a different flair. Poetry Quarterly’s mission is to support poets and poetry by maintaining a professional … Continue reading Poetry published in the Poetry Quarterly Winter 2018 – a print magazine by Prolific Press

Poetry feature in Indian Periodical-Dance

Megha's World

Please read my latest poem featured in the latest issue of the Indian periodical.

Read it here Dance. This poem is about the beautiful dance a hummingbird weaves with her wings to get the taste of the elixir hidden in the flowers, which is so necessary for her sustenance. Do leave your thoughts in the comment section.

Happy Blogging,

Megha Sood

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Tormented

Megha's World

This poem is based on the micro poetry Pain.

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you.
– Maya Angelou

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I wonder why it throbs
aches and hurts like hell
every time that moment passes me
touches me gently
with its fleeting touch
but leaves blisters and scars on
my suppurating skin
leaves me
shuddering in pain
a moment spent in hell

I wonder why I choke on my words
mumble and
stammer every time your name
is mentioned
in a passing conversation
I turn mute
and all the
screeching and the screaming
fails to bring out the pain and agony
flowing through my pores
they are left untouched

I wonder why my quill
still bleeds when I write
and words scream and
howls of pain;
I guess,
they are waiting eternally
for me
/to realize this/
to start
writing about YOU again.

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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge March 26, 2019

Here is my attempt at the prompt. Do share yours.

Those fleeting memories
scribbled in the yellow tinges pages of my diary
is not meant to be forgotten

those reminders of my past are yet to be
recited on a crimson tinge day like a poem

Those tattered pages are not only laced
and soaked with the tears of your yearning

those footsteps of the mind
are long lost trail of my beautiful journey.

–Megha

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TUES PROMPTDevereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate.

The prompts are designed to be quick challenges that can be written in 10 to 15minutes,  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.

Today’s prompt:  

Use the phrase “footsteps of the mind”in a poem.

Happy writing!

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Inflammable

Megha's World

This poem is in continuation of the micro poetry.Read it here

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Those fleeting glances
those eye contact
never bothered me
there were many
in the crowded room,
in the subway,
in the clubs,
on the dance floor
They could never hold my gaze for
too long
none of them were that strong
They could not hitchhike my emotions
were too hard for them to bear
they can’t see
the infuriating
lava flowing in my soul
they were always alarmed by the
warmth oozing out from me
worried about the blisters
on their timid heart
they ran away as far
as they could
it was too hot
for them to handle
they always admired
from a safe distance
And then one fateful day
I found you
locked in a stare
that lasted for eons
and the time stood still
and the universe danced
intoxicated in its beauty
and the angels
were…

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Two poems published in the Best Poetry Journal- “Of Dust and Pain” and ” Truth- a master sculptor”

So excited see my work featured on the poetry website " Best Poetry" .Best Poetry has been founded by Guy Farmer. His goal is to have this website be an inclusive, friendly place where poets can submit, read, and comment on poetry. Please read my poems "Truth -a master sculptor" and " Of dust and … Continue reading Two poems published in the Best Poetry Journal- “Of Dust and Pain” and ” Truth- a master sculptor”

Poetry published in the Vox Poetica – “Sometimes”, “Reminder”, “Dissonance” and ” Windows”

I'm beyond excited to be accepted by the New Jersey-based Poetry Journal Vox Poetica for giving a home to my four poems in their beautiful journal. So thankful to the editors Annmarie Lockhart and Nathan Gunter for accepting and supporting my work. Vox poetica was founded in May 2009. In service to its mission, bringing … Continue reading Poetry published in the Vox Poetica – “Sometimes”, “Reminder”, “Dissonance” and ” Windows”

My first poetry reading – “Survivor” as part of the National Endowment of Arts big read event – “Survival is Insufficient” series

  I'm so thrilled and excited to share this wonderful news with all of you. Today I did my first poetry reading in my local community of  Jersey City writers. My poem"Survivor" was of the 10 finalists which got selected in the "Survival is insufficient" series hosted by the Jersey City writers and Jersey City Arts … Continue reading My first poetry reading – “Survivor” as part of the National Endowment of Arts big read event – “Survival is Insufficient” series

Poetry published in the Visual Verse March Vol 06 Chapter 05 – ” I dream of home”

I'm absolutely thrilled to be published in the March edition of the Visual Verse. Though it's not my maiden publication for Visual Verse. I have blessed to be featured 12 times since last January but what makes it special is the project and the message it carries. Below is the information about this Issue by … Continue reading Poetry published in the Visual Verse March Vol 06 Chapter 05 – ” I dream of home”

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: March 19, 2019

Come challenge yourself with the weekly prompts doled out by Amazing Beth and Devereaux at the GoDogGO Cafe

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Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda are currently hosting the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge which was started by our star writer Christine Ray. We hope to offer all of you something that will spark your creativity and willingness to participate.

The prompts are designed to be quick challengesthat can be written in 10 to 15minutes, 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 yourown blogs and/or Facebook.

Today’s prompt: Write anything with the topic of flying

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Inspiration

Megha's World

This poem is based on the micro poetry of the same name.Read it here

“Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.”  —Leonard Cohen

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They ask what my inspiration is 
I say,
a falling leaf 
a withered rose
a shape in the clouds
a long-lost song on the radio
or a sunset
I long to see
They ask what drives my magical quill
I say,
A lover’s secret desire
a mind brimming with emotions
or sometimes my heart
set on fire
They asked who is your muse
I say,
a giggling baby
a dancing diva or 
an enchantress 
or sometimes the
daily grind of my mundane life
makes me put my poetry into 
a beautiful use
They ask what keeps you going
I say,
my poetry is my religion
and I worship no one 
but 
my words
which keeps the elixir
of life within my veins
flowing.
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Poetry Published in the Royal Rose Magazine- “A darkened gaze”

So thrilled to see one of my poems found a home in the Literary Magazine Royal Rose. So thankful to the editor Imani Campbell for accepting my poem and featuring in the online blog The Castle. Please read my poem here and share your thoughts in the comments section. Happy blogging! Megha Sood    

Promote Yourself Monday March 18, 2019

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Promote yourself Mon

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 (600 words or less please!) from your blog into the comments section below.

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

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Journey-A Question

Megha's World

“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.”
― Heraclitus

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A grandeur of illusion
a miracle of sorts
trailblazing your dreams
and circling and creating
that swirls in your eyes
For that experience so surreal
and so ecstatic at the same time.
Where the life intersects the illusions
between the dreams and reality
Where you are cut into halves,
sliced and mutilated
to appear in million different facades
to bear the overwhelming journey
when the masks are old and peeling
and scaping off bit by bit
and old thatched dreams
are giving in
and slipping into
the deep abyss of  that circling
whirlwind called time.
You sit and prick your yellow skin and
welt soul
to figure out the sane reason
the only belief
you have clutched onto
all this life
which brought you this far.
Was the journey worth the pain?
This post is in response to the daily prompt Partake

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Love Making

Megha's World

This poem is in continuation of the micro poetry of the same name.Read it here

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When you roam
freely
inhabit me completely
and wildly 
trace your origins 
in the freckles on my body
and breathe me as your air
and exhale out the
breath laced 
in passion and desire
When you touch 
with the
electrifying
fingertips which 
ignite a spark in my soul
and sets my soul on fire
so I can barely breathe
and I gasp 
for the next wave 
of air laced with 
my carnal desire
When you speak 
love from those crimson lips
every verse dripping 
from those 
parting petals
sings the beautiful 
rhapsody
a melody so divine
a treat for my ears
a sight for my 
ashen eyes.
 
When we make love
we give birth 
to a new poem
art so sublime
etched in our soul
for now and ever
in the ripples of time.

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The Wall

Megha's World

“Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime.”
― Mineko Iwasaki

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I’m pushing and shoving
hoping it would fall
it should crumble any moment
I have to weaken its resolve
it cannot surround me anymore
it cannot fight me out long
I’m done being pushed into a corner
waiting for a miracle to happen 
after all
I have loosened its foundation
no more bricks can be laid on it
there are cracks 
begin to appear everywhere
now it can never intimidate me
it reeks of the smell of misogyny
it has been standing there for ages
now it has to go
let me be free
of all its aches and pain 
and general bondage
I’m pushing and shoving
too hard to let this wall fall
too bad that I don’t realize
they are building one 
behind my back
after all.
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