Dreams crushed and pulverized to the core
I walk alone on this path
broken and sore;
this emptiness seeps
loneliness sits neatly in my pores
Silence screams the loudest
at its core;
a flag stripped of its mast
I’m trying to gather the pieces of me
splintered and stuck in
hundreds of soul
faces– known to me
faces I ignore;
I unpluck and unclutch parts of me
lodged in all the bleary hearts
I once loved
to whom I bared my soul;
We, the broken
like a lost piece of the puzzle
always searching
always alone.
–Megha Sood
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I’m a mother of a smart and energetic seven-year-old. I started expressing myself creatively since the last two years. Since then I have been continuously inspired by events in my life and around me which has helped me in penning my thoughts.
I’m an avid reader, loves to sing, an ardent lover of poetry and sometimes can scribble few lines too. Loves to dance in the rain, have an undying love for nature, can watch the beautiful sunset for hours. Love to kiss and hug my loved ones.
I have worked in the IT field for almost a decade as a manager, worked crazy hours and traveled around the world. In that busy schedule, I never got the time to creatively express my thoughts. Now every time I finish a poem, free verse anything it fills me with so much happiness and excitement and a feeling to have created something of my own. I’m planning to post at least one creation of mine weekly.
Lastly, a million thanks to all who visit, like or follow my tiny bits of creation.
Every time you do that, I get to know one more beautiful person in my life and get the chance to see their creation too.
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I read this and feel every bit of the emotion behind it. It masks my own. Outstanding writing, Megha!
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Thanks so much Becky, Its a series poem written in response to an initial poem. The whole series will take shape on Whisper and the Roar website.Will post the link once finished.
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Please do! I look forward to that.
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The first line is so powerful, it gives the poem enough fuel to last its journey into the soul of the reader
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Such a beautiful compliment.Thanks so much.
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That feeling of left alone – so well done
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Thanks Shantanu.This was a response poem whole Series coming soon
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Very cool
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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The end of the poem reminds me that I am not alone in searching . . . searching.
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That’s a positive outlook to this poem.
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A most poetically apt way to describe it. We, the lost, are like this…
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Thanks so much Inky for your read
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You’re welcome, Megha.
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That feeling of loneliness 💔
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Yes truly
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Megha,Loneliness will makes us even more stronger and courageous…Thank you for sharing!
Here is my blog link given below so if you are interested into my writings,kindly do follow and support…
https://crozwalk.wordpress.com
Stay Blessed !
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silence screams the loudest.. loved this line..
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Thanks so much Himani.Doesn;t it?
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YES though silence is silent. but when it is there everyone can experience & hear it.
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Yes so true. Thanks Shivani
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shivani?
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Sorry for the name typo, Himani
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