Trick

“if it doesn't come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don't do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don't do it.” ― Charles Bukowski Speechless Dreamless Bedazzled Lost in your thoughts in complete awe of your demeanor lost in the reverie … Continue reading Trick

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 … Continue reading Hollow

Dyslexia

“We often confuse what we wish for with what is.”  ― Neil Gaiman, MirrorMask I'm suffering from the dyslexia of emotions always getting confused and bewildered when the pain crosses the boundary to get mixed with the love when my longing  for the company is oft met by your absence and a flurry of excuses for us to … Continue reading Dyslexia

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 … Continue reading Stay in touch

Fleeting romance

“The very essence of romance is uncertainty.” ― Oscar Wilde Oh! how fleeting it was how softly it made me blush left my heart feeling so sanguine a feathered touch that soft subtle feeling those fleeting glances and catching them through the corner of the eyes I'm trying to hide that feeling so fervently where it … Continue reading Fleeting romance

Tongue tied

I'm at a complete loss of words tongue-tied unable to speak as if I born into a foreign land with no way to converse I'm at a complete loss for words with my mind unable to grasp anything can take a handle at the verity of things being uttered My words are being twisted misconstrued and remolded … Continue reading Tongue tied

Words

Those linguistic hues the honey dripping from your mouth the syllables which form my world when my soul is rummaging through the pain and is getting lost You voice imbued with the healing power for a broken soul falls on my tainted soul my love, pushes me to the deliverance so fervently, I sought. It draws me … Continue reading Words

After Hours: When I dance with her- Megha Sood

Another poetry feature on the GoDogGO cafe.. this poem is one of my personal favorites. As it combines my love of poetry and dance.
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when I dance with her Megha

Locked gaze of hungry eyes
a fleeting touch of her body
Sudden twists and turns
Swirls, which are so naughty
Emotions flowing in locked steps
Driving both the souls in unison
Tapping feet makes the melody
When I’m with her
Music stirs our souls
Beats makes the heart move
Clapping to the ever-changing melody
Body does the groove
That syncopated feeling
when the world is moving in unison
Nothing compares to that ecstasy
When I am with her
The bare touch of her fingertips
electrifies me
Gliding and flowing of her body
Stirs the tides inside me
You can feel the passion
You can taste the love in the air
Passion has a new meaning
When I dance with her.
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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…

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Relocate

As she looks back through her car seat window everything was getting smaller by every passing minute Everything was slowly moving away everything was dwindling down the friends she has spent her best part of her fifth grade and played the silliest games they  found The playground where she played and the swings which took her high up … Continue reading Relocate

Crimson Dreams

Reblogging this as I read poems of Pablo Neruda.

Megha's World

“As if you were on fire from within.

The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”
― Pablo Neruda

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Dreaming of crimson dreamsunder the satin sheetsin the warmth of your holdwarmed by your existence
Kissed by the dewdropshugged by the passion of your lovecuddling in the fluffy pillowsfeeling the caress and the touch
Lips sealed by your lovegasping for airgaps between our fingersare filled with moments of love
Eyes filled with dreamsDreaming the crimson dreams.


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Dubious

The way all affair started sounded dubious the vows he made to her about till death do us apart sounded dubious they way he meticulously planned everything to hide from her in plain sight sounded dubious Promising to be together in thick and thin and never stepping out of the comfort zone sounded dubious Making sure … Continue reading Dubious

Ramblings of a beautiful mind

“The mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be kindled.” ― Plutarch Here I go again Here I start again with the ramblings of a beautiful mind a sane mind A mind which everybody knows and which I try to hide There is a deep sense of satisfaction and sadness … Continue reading Ramblings of a beautiful mind