“One of the greatest regrets in life is being what others would want you to be, rather than being yourself.” ― Shannon L. Alder A thousand sweet praises I can listen sweetly and keep forgetting them the next day I rise Only one insult from you hurled at me from your sullen mouth breaks and shakes … Continue reading Breaking point
I have slashed my wrists and cut open my throat and sliced my heart in half enough times to feel how it feels the loneliness when it screams and scratches the inside of my throat and and pain forces its way out from the entrails ripping apart my body and leading me to shreds and pieces to know … Continue reading Do you know how it feels?
If I drink up all your sorrow will you be good as new if I smoke all your worries in a puff will you stay alive for a few hours more if I scrape all your scars and wash up all your pain Will you believe in what I have to say to you? Scrubbed … Continue reading Are you brave enough?
This poem is fifth in the anthology of poems based on Social Evils. Please read the previous ones here Rape is a severely under-reported crime with surveys showing dark figures of up to 91.6% going unreported. A United Nations statistical report compiled from government sources showed that more than 250,000 cases of rape or attempted rape were recorded by police … Continue reading Lucky
So happy to share with you that one of my poms got featured on Spillwords. I would really appreciate if you can read and rate my poem.Here is the link-->Flinch Happy Blogging, Megha Sood
I was waiting waiting eternally for that Midas touch a touch so divine which will turn my pitiful existence into gold and will leave mesmerized and enamored But your pride and your ego and all that insults dripping from your sullen mouth bloated your manly ego turned my ephemeral self to dust. Photo by Sharon McCutcheon on Unsplash
Poetry feature of Whisper and the roar. Go, check it out and let me know your precious feedback.
Have you ever been scarred by the moonlight?
Have you ever been scared to death,
by your big dreams?
Have you ever been scratched
and clawed by the angels?
Ripping your soul apart
as your hope dangles.
Have you ever get burned by the holy water,
left writhing and seething in pain?
Have you ever been torched by love,
left burning and crushing your hopes in vain?
Have you ever been blinded by a rainbow,
and left in the dark to wander?
Have you ever been duped by the trust
of the people you encountered?
Have you ever been succumbed
by the fragrance of the rose?
Does the proximity of someone
scrapes you a little more?
Does the calmness in the moment
drives you crazy?
Does the feel of dewdrops
blisters your skin easy?
Have you ever felt jaded by
the squeals and laughs of everyone around?
Do you still…
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I'm split wide open for you to see my soul is sliced in half for you to scrape pieces of me I keep changing shades to hide in the layers of the darkness You still find me and hunt me down with so much hatred Hiding in the plain sight my doppelganger stealing my identity leaving … Continue reading Split wide open
His chubby looks and a heart brimming with love he wants to share his treats with anyone he could Feeling lost and dejected always last to be picked in the team this time he wanted to make sure that he would be seen He sure could not be the prettiest of the boy but he … Continue reading Bewildered
Poetry Feature on Whisper and the Roar. Come read and let me know how you feel.
My soul flinches at the
very mention of your name
My fingers tremble in the night
as I recall the nightmare
like a bad movie
stuck on the reels
I want to scrape the
memory of yours
want to mask it with the
empty memories of
the stench of your
has suffocated me
for so long
has left an abyss in my soul
even if I’m blinded
by the goodness
of the light surrounding me
you still can manage
to cast a shadow
and eclipse my heart
with all the pain
I have been
hiding all along
the shivering, trembling
and those seizures of
never seems to slow down
feel of your touch
which scarred my soul
has left a deep impression
which I so want to ignore
Not a single day passes
when I wish your
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It was a candid confession when she told her mom how it happened and how did it start How first it was all game and play and now it has turn into a painful, hurtful thing which is ripping her soul apart. How that voice which evokes the element of joy and surprise now fills her … Continue reading Confession
I have seen how the definition of this heinous act has degraded over the years.Initially, just being raped was a taint to someone soul and body and now as the humanity degrades further and flushes the morals down the drain even more, just being alive after being raped is considered "lucky". So where are we heading? … Continue reading Lucky
“I am small. So are stars from a distance. It's all a matter of perspective.” ― C. Kennedy, Slaying Isidore's Dragons Accusations, I have heard many insults you have hurled some You have unbirth many excuses to hide under the veil of your mistakes and and then some; You are done with your victim shaming … Continue reading Time’s up
In my world of paper flower where wishes are flying and whispering slowly in my ears and telling a story I long for that long swings on the ride my arms outstretched and kicking legs as I soar above in my purple sky I wait for the rain to come and wash my sins rinse … Continue reading No More