Simulation

Megha's World

“Emotions – Happiness, anger, jealousy… is the mind experiencing “presence” in our holographic existence.”
― Clyde DeSouza, Memories With Maya

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They say deep down 
inside 
we all are built of shapes
just pure shapes 
not mass or matter
a simulation of some sorts
our holographic existence
this world is built upon
We are just random shapes 
dancing and roaming 
around in this infinity
Our voices bouncing around
and echoing
till we are lost for eternity
My fingers 
are tracing your shape
an illusion 
trying to give you an identity
an amorous feeling 
rising from the deep within
its just a reflection
a projection 
of some sort of twisted reality
If there is no
mass or matter
and we are just random shapes
why not 
shape our voices
our cacophony
this deafening sound
into a beautiful 
long-lasting symphony
A beautiful creation 
which hangs in the 
between the limbo
of dreams and reality
and giving voices to

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Poetry published in the Olive Skins – “A thief called grief” and “Invisible”

If you have a taste for the surreal and abstract poems then the new literary journal "Olive Skins" can be a beautiful home for your poems. I'm so thankful to the EIC Devika Mathur to publish for two of my poems. Here is the link for my two poems. Happy Blogging! Megha Sood  

Timeless place

Megha's World

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Let’s move to a timeless place
where the time stops
but the heart still sways
where the emotions are fleeting
and brimming over and flowing
where the moments stop
and love keeps flowing
where I overcome the fear of losing you
love is not stripped from me anymore
I still keep pieces of my heart
beating as a whole
when the time stand still
and we stay forever young
and the atrocities of life
seems so far-flung
where the eternal tune, the heartbeat
never loses the rhythm
and I see you clearly
my love never remains hidden
where the hands of the clock are 
never apart
just like us
our souls are entwined
into each other
where the mortals can finally lay a claim
to their mortality
can mock the death
get socked in the elixir of immortality
Oh! I wish and dream of such a place
where your heart beats next to mine
and…

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Three poems published in the online anthology by Our Poetry Archive(OPA) –“Spirit of nature”

So thrilled to be part of this online anthology curated by NilvroNill Shoovro of  Our Poetry Archive featuring the works of the 159 poets around the world. An anthology which accentuates the spiritual relationship between nature and the human mind. Our main objective of this Anthology was to bring out one representative collection of the creative brilliance … Continue reading Three poems published in the online anthology by Our Poetry Archive(OPA) –“Spirit of nature”

Poetry published in the Visual Verse Vol 06 Chapter 09

Always an exciting moment to see my words grace this beautiful London/Berlin-based poetry journal Visual Verse challenging its writers with a stunning visual prompt every month.So thankful to the editors for supporting and accepting my work. Please read my poem "Automaton" Happy blogging! Megha Sood mage by Franck V.  

Now Recruiting: Baristas for the Go Dog Go Cafe

Don’t miss this opportunity.Send in your writings now.

Go Dog Go Café

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It is the mission of Go Dog Go Café to provide a warm, inviting and inspiring gathering space in order to build a healthy and supportive writing community.  We are committed to providing the Go Dog Go Community with a mix of weekly and special features that explore the writing life and writing from a diverse group of talented writers. To keep things fresh and dynamic at the GDG Cafe, we are currently recruiting new Baristas.

Barista Responsibilities:

  • Submission of a minimum of 2 to 3 pieces (poetry, prose, writing prompt, book reviews, writer interviews, essays about writing, and/or short fiction) of original writing a month
  • Commitment to actively participate in the Go Dog Go Community by visiting often, reading and commenting on posts and showing support for patrons and your fellow Baristas
  • Follow Go Dog Go on other social media platforms that you use (such as Facebook and Twitter) and spread…

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Healing

Megha's World

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My bloated thoughts

in my withered body

swimming

through the turbid emotions

unperturbed

unmoved

un-oscillating

dead and stale

lying motionless

in the stench of the old memories

I sit and sip though time

my haggard face

and the crestfallen soul

carries those

inundated tales of pain

through the thin stale air in the room

carrying the silvery dust

thought that sliver of sunshine

and the Brownian dance

which tangles in my thoughts and

titillate my senses

Till I choke

and purge

regurgitate

on my welting soul

and wait for one more

day of

the silvery moonlight

to heal those

scars.

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Poetry published on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen – “Survival”

So thrilled to see my poem published in the Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen. So thankful to the editors and founders Christine, Kindra and Nicole Lyons for accepting and supporting my work. Kindra M. Austin, Nicole Lyons, and Christine E. Ray are known in the indie writing world for their love of cutting edge literature, telling hard truths, and … Continue reading Poetry published on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen – “Survival”

SPEAK – GEORGIANN CARLSON

Whisper and the Roar

not everyone is allowed to SPEAK
or maybe it’s just that not everyone
is allowed to be heard
either way
speaking
and being heard
seems to be for men only
women can speak to each other
but their voices fall on deaf
male ears
when women SPEAK UP
or speak OUT
when they are SCREAMING
for an end to the violence against them
when they SHOUT
for the right
to own their own BODIES
it’s as if no sound
can be heard

women living
in a patriarchal culture
have no voice

men have stolen
their words


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Indentation

A colorful explosion, a kaleidoscopic implosion, a vibrance shattered amongst the ends of the horizon  and scattered across the galaxy with its tinge appearing  in every shade of the sunrise and sunset painting the crimson laced sky in the wee hours of the day the burst of the colors those glittering and spellbinding sending the vibration  throughout … Continue reading Indentation

🤐 July 8, 2019: Quote of The Day & My Thoughts

Come read this beautiful quote shared by Becky and her own take on it to start your Monday.

Beckie's Mental Mess

May I quiet my words and listen. May I calm mymind ab be. May I soften my heart and open. May I still my soul and receive.

~*~

“Sometimes we simply need silence to be able to hear what our inner thoughts have been telling us.  Inner peace is required to regain clarity.” 

~ Beckie Cutler ~

BC 2019

Quote Credits: Pinterest and Me, Myself & I

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Three poems published in the Madness Muse Press- “Saintly”, “An exercise in futility ” and ” A living nightmare”

This fills me with happiness to see that three of my poems have been featured on the Madness Muse Press Blog soon to be part of the print anthology. I”m really thankful to the associate editor Chani Zwibel to have given me the opportunity. Madness Muse was founded in 2016 as a means to publish writing with sociopolitical … Continue reading Three poems published in the Madness Muse Press- “Saintly”, “An exercise in futility ” and ” A living nightmare”

Poetry published in “An elephant never”-“When the moon spills the secret”

So thrilled to receive the acceptance of two of my poems for the poetry journal " An Elephant Never". So thankful tot he EIC Andre Lepine for supporting my work. An elephant never is a journal inspired by our favorite pachyderm and each week, they offer truncated tales (flash fiction), rumbling rhymes (poetry), elephant art, … Continue reading Poetry published in “An elephant never”-“When the moon spills the secret”

Poetry published in the Writer’s Cafe Magazine Issue 16 Theme “Maps and Landscapes”- “Map”

So happy to know that my two poems have been accepted in the UK based Writer’s Cafe Magazine for the July issue based on the theme “Maps and Landscapes”. Really thankful to the generous editor Marie Lightman for continuously supporting my work and for challenging the writer with a monthly theme. You can read my poem here. Happy … Continue reading Poetry published in the Writer’s Cafe Magazine Issue 16 Theme “Maps and Landscapes”- “Map”

3 Poems by Megha Sood

Proud to see my three poems featured in this social activism blog edited by Adam Levon Brown.

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Living Nightmare ( Child Sex Trafficking)

She was snatched from the

warm embrace of her mother

joy rides from her father

from her cradle of innocence

naked,

she stands now

stripped of her emotions

Baring her broken and shattered soul

at every lecherous eye

and fornicated look

she is a grown up woman

too early too soon

Her pretty little dolls have

scratches on her face

and stained with the

memories of the dark moon

Her pure soul

is still denying  the

blisters on her body

she still can’t believe her ears

when people call her whore

Licking her wounds every day

and dolled up for the night

she has got pretty good

at hiding her sores

The dream of that

fairytale prince and

the first time rapturous kiss

has been shattered

so many times more

She still has faint memories

of the sun

drenching her face

jumps in the…

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Poetry published in Olive Skins-“Lost Home”

So thrilled to be featured in the inaugural issue of the poetry journal Olive Skins. So thankful to the EIC Devika Mathur for featuring and supporting my work. Olive Skins is a literary platform for surreal and abstract poets and artists. You may find beautiful and brave writings there which shall stir your heart, will … Continue reading Poetry published in Olive Skins-“Lost Home”

Peace

Megha's World

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Breaking chunks of bread

throwing at the hungry beaks

salivating tongues,

with his bent back and

fleshy hands,

fecund fingertips,

savoring the life

beaming with happiness

and satisfaction

of feeding hungry souls

his body broken down with time

eyes bleared

hands shriveled

and spine

indented with spokes of times

carving stories onto them

heart is seeping in peace

lost but found again

in the backyard of the old age home

within  the smattering cacophony

of the loyal pigeons.

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