Homeless by Megha Sood

So thrilled to be featured in this poetry journal. Come read my poem and other talented writers.

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Those dark cumulus clouds circling in the sky

Pregnant with the rain. A silent pause.

circling the abyss before they fall and wreak havoc.
tightening the vortex around my chest, those grey skies
fondling the belly of the umber earth.

the pain slowly drips and gathers in the drain.
that sluice channels it all over the city.
wreathing in pain. Pointed and pinched by those sharp pointy
heads of the skyscraper.

Anxiety slowly seeping in the pores of this vapid city.
Rain unearth the worms, renders them homeless.

I’m sleeping unaware of this voiceless din.
The hairy worm slowly crawls in my ear.

Megha Sood is a contributing editor at Free Verse Revolution, Heretics, Lovers and Madment, among others, and is Poetry Editor at Ariel Chart. Sood has published over 300 words in journals such as Better than Starbucks, Kissing Dynamite, and Foliate Oak

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