I smell
blood in the water
I see sharks
all around me
heartbroken, downtrodden
wandering in search of you
finding a way out of this labyrinth
the hope keeps burning
and the flickering flame
never meets its death
I’m crossing mountains
getting drenched in rivers
half drowned, gasping for breath
with a parched soul
and knees skinned
scraping my way out
digging the tunnel with my
bloody knuckles
dipped in blood and skin
frozen to the core
I don’t give up on me
descended from the warriors
I wear my scars with pride
everything is burning
around me
the ambers keep
piercing my foot, scarring me
I take the warm sensation
and rise like a phoenix
the ashes choke me
and blood in my eyes
shines in the night
like a beacon
thorns in my foot
will make a trail for the
lost souls behind me
with every ounce of fight
left in me
I’m running towards
a new me.
Photo by Rhett Wesley on Unsplash
This post is in response to the daily prompt Conversation
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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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A wonderful poem. Thanks for sharing
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My pleasure Sadje.Always a pleasure to hear from you
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Thanks 🙏
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Beautiful!❤️
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THanks Richa
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Hey,
I’m working on my debut poetry book and preparing a mailing list. Would you like me to add your e-mail address please? If so, can you share it with me?
I don’t plan to do it like hard core promotion, I will be e-mailing you privately not through any software.
I will just inform you when it’s available and when there is some huge fluctuation in price (sale etc.), as on WordPress reader, posts get lost in stampede.
I won’t be mailing you more than 4 to 5 times a year, and that’s max. Promise!
And if you want it to share it privately you can do that through contact form on my blog.
Thank you 🙂
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Great poem, so full of vivid images as a life is transformed.
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Thanks for reading so beautifully.Yes we need to sometimes transform ourselves to face the problems head on
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Intense imagery. Your words a gripping and so satisfying to one who has fought battles to find themselves. Incredible piece, Megha!!!
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Thanks so much Beckie.Im so humbled by your words
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My pleasure!
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This was powerful and inspirational 👌👌👌
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Thanks for saying that.I like writing empowering poems.One of the reasons of me being a poet
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You do justice to all types of poems dear😊❤
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🌺🌺
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What an amazing poem. The grit will take you to places and the battle scars will create a splendor
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Thanks for getting the essence of the poem.
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My pleasure always
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Wow! So raw and powerful, Megha! Love the strength and steely determination in finding the New Me!!
xoxoxo
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Thanks so much Chuck.Something written as an ode to the new beginnnings
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Love the determination in your voice here.
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Thanan ode to the new year, the new beginnings
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Yes, to new beginnings.
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Yes, Cheers to that.
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I love the concept of
“…running towards a new me.”
I am living this line.
Seek peace,
Paz
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Thanks so much Paz.Yes we all running towards a new us.
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An inspiring poem Megha, so many wonderful lines that stand out.
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Thanks so much Paul.
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Pleasure Megha
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