A Clandestine Affair

In response to Today's prompt: Write something around the words “mystic moonlight”  at GoDogGo Cafe A sliver of the frothy blessing passing through the narrow panes of my window. Making slant appearances on my parquet floor. The night is young and the waxing moon is bathing in the epitome of its beauty. Shining down on …

Response to the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge at the GoDogGo cafe

Today’s prompt: End a piece of prose or poetry with the phrase “I miss you” The days are elongated. Stretched like the unending crimson dreams of you and me together. Taking unending walks along the beach when the soft sands keep getting stuck between our toes. Making small islands of love. Salt and the sediment …

Talisman

A talisman, trinket a precious thing I hold too close to my heart too scared to lose it a pain too hard to bear a minute of separation  will bring me centuries of pain my welt soul and suppurating life will never heal again clutching you too tight as if the only bearer of light …

Mushroom

Aww! the tiny little feet stomping up and down they run through the forest as if they own this part of town   He carries a lanky stick in his hand and beats the bushes aloud climb and jumps anywhere and waves his leafy flag around   Roaring and beating the bush to make way …

Proof

I have read the fairy tales and stories of love for time eternal they are as true as they come if I could only believe the prince charming for real I have recited the verses of love the sonnets and the poetic metaphors when you compared the moon to to my beauty to make me …

Hollow

Why do we feel empty inside? Why do we feel hollow inside? stripped of our emotions  why do we feel numb inside when the emotions are raging  anger and pain are roaring and all the feelings are screaming and squealing as hard as they can.   Why do we feel hollow inside? When there is a …

Mercy

I'm living at your mercy waiting for your sweet glance to get caught by my hungry eyes I'm trying breathlessly to get close to you to get brushed by your skin or elbowed by you hiding in the plain sight almost invisible to you your silhouette is  marked on my soul your perfume arouses the  deep …

Conveyer

As she opens the door with the anticipation eyes frantically looking  and gazing into the emptiness looking for that loved face she always adored a chill went down her spine and fearing the worst seeing the two soldiers with a crestfallen look on their dejected faces at her door she banged closed the door trying the erase that …

Expect

“To wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect” ― Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility Behind a closed door Inside a long beautiful veil After a long wait a glimpse of him through that passing train Pacing up and down the corridors waiting to hear that soulful cry Looking up and down the list …

Street Lights

The dimming street lights cast a long shadow you are taking long strides to keep the demons away from catching up to you You are hiding your soul saving it Not ready to make a deal with with the devil yet the flickering light in your heart is giving you way While the night engulfs …

Desire

“Ultimately, it is the desire, not the desired, that we love.”  ― Friedrich Nietzsche If I drink and lick that sweet wine that elixir dripping from your fingers it will resurrect all my ashen dreams lying lifeless in my graveyard of thoughts it will resurrect me and bring me down will take out the nails and un-crucify …

Voice

When I heard you the first time I shifted my gaze to look for you in that crowded room your deep-throated voice stirred something inside my soul and started something I didn't know   When I heard you the first time I felt as if you have called out to my sleeping soul and shook me …

Covert

I have a secret message a covert skill  I am  conversant with, I have written you a million times  scribbled you secretly  nipped and tucked you in my verses hiding from the prying eyes folded neatly between the pages of my poetry  tucked  secretly under the  poetic verses you can find my eternal love dripping in those context …

Nostalgia

“how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet” ― Robert Browning Hidden between the pages of my favorite book or lying as crushed petals between those folds scenting and filling up my senses will all the nostalgia all the days and nights there have been and many more Sleeping quietly as …

Metamorphosis

I call this the necessary transformation the inevitable change the unavoidable incident when I lay my heart bare and you ripped it to shreds I gathered the pieces weaved a chrysalis out of it and stayed inside till I came out as a butterfly from the battered caterpillar you left me to be --Megha Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash …

Fabric

"Some people weave burlap into the fabric of our lives and some weave gold thread. Both contribute to make the whole picture beautiful and unique." --Anonymous Between the threads of reality and threads of our vivid dreams we weave our fabric of life embellish it with our achievements flaunting around with pride and we don't …

Puzzled

You left me puzzled confused and bedazzled by all the questions you had for me; I was left wondering in my deep heart how the memories of my sunken past was so significant to thee; Confused and irritated and believing in the love I confined it all; You seemed so agitated as you had no past …

Agile

Her supple body coupled with nimble steps on tight rung wire stretched thin on a pole top   Life a gamble between the balance and the misstep she takes the risk from dusk to dawn   People are looking up gazing at the sun to get a glimpse of her how skilfully she moved from …

Rinse and repeat

“Leave something for someone but don't leave someone for something.”  ― Enid Blyton, Five on a Hike Together You cannot leave me again you cannot go again my bruised soul broken and splintered into million pieces you can't scrape my wounds again You cannot leave me and go again anymore There is nothing left to scrape no more scabs …

Exorcism

It is strange when sometimes you want me to forget to let go of the past to unlearn all the memories and scrape all the events from my mind without feeling any regret You want to erase every single moment in the time spent so you can exorcise me and let my soul heal for better so …

Stay in touch

One thing you can't hide - is when you're crippled inside. ― John Lennon Remember how we always say this to people who are leaving, moving away, getting a farewell, changing jobs etc. We ask them not to be a stranger and to stay in touch with us. I have always wondered why shouldn't we do the same …

Stranger

A reflection in the mirror A ragged appearance carved and sketched by the hammers of time cracks in her face those freckles stands the test of passing time lines on her forehead and the crow's-feet on the edges are storing the time, so sublime the face she sees but doesn't recognize she appears to be more …

Infection

An infection a contagion a foreign body trying to take over mine never welcomed on the host body to claim theirs what's mine you slowly took over my senses and I relinquished control to you a hapless decisions taken so fervently a flawed approach at its core It started as a symbiosis and we were happy being with each other …

Thin (Micro poetry)

This post is in response to the daily prompt Thin

Risk

You pour out your emotions You put your heart out in the hands of a new soul you become vulnerable every minute every second you float You have spoken from the  deep corners of your heart you are completely naked In front of a stranger stripped off your lies you can't fake it even for a minute   …