List of Publications/Events/Press mentions for the month of July and August 2023

July has always been the year's highlight because of the annual New York Poetry Festival. This year I was blessed to be the featured poet for two poetry groups on Algonquin and White Horse  Stage at the Governor Island namely Thursday Morning Poets and Brownstone Poets. Thankful to EIC Brownstone Poets, Patricia Carragon for giving …

Poetry published in the World Inkers

I'm happy to see my three poems published in the online literary journal, World Inkers. Grateful to Dustin Pickering for his support and belief in my work. You can read my three poems here https://worldinkers.com/2023/05/09/three-poems-by-megha-sood/ Happy Poetry!! Megha Sood

Lost in translation

“The quiet sense of something lost”  ― Alfred Tennyson I'm lost in the translation  wandering between the pages of  a book hiding between the folds and sitting under a neatly folded dog-eared page waiting to be pulled I'm surrounded by the pages  of my life  and left behind in the stories untold that old shattered spine of that dusty book …

Parallel World

“What if you find your soul mate... at the wrong time?”  ― Lauren Kate, Passion We are two broken pieces two pieces of a lost puzzle missing pieces of a jigsaw puzzle suppose to complete the picture We are floating around in the endless universe tied by a string of invisible connection missing the ends so far …

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 …

Journey-A Question

“No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man.” ― Heraclitus A grandeur of illusion a miracle of sorts trailblazing your dreams and circling and creating that swirls in your eyes For that experience so surreal and so ecstatic at the same time. Where the life intersects the illusions between the dreams and reality Where …

New Me

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 …

Jealousy

When I want you I want you all not in bits and pieces Never want to share traces of you with anybody at all the sun which shines on you and lights up your face takes away the moment of you facing my way the wind which blows and touches your skin steals away the moments of …

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 …

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 …

My beautiful night

The dark engulfs your sorrows and pains and paint a different shade of happiness A different shade of grey The night paint kohl in your eyes underline the magic in your gaze; it casts the spell of  your tantalizing looks turning my wishes ablaze Takes me, the stranger into the whirlwind of your desire; spins me …

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 …

Reflection

How many times have you been mistaken for someone else in a crowd or when you are missing someone so dearly that you are constantly looking for bits of him in other people.I guess " The out of sight, out of mind" analogy doesn't work for the people who are longing for their lost ones.Love always leaves a deep impression on your soul, which is hard to forget. Love reflects in mysterious ways.

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 …

Wishful thinking

What if the day never ends and sun never sets on the horizon the time never moves it just floats and loves stays in the sweet embrace uninterrupted What if the day never ends and lovers are not split apart the sweet fragrance of the reunion keeps seeping in the air What if the day …

Man-The Imperfectionist

We are so perfect about managing our imperfections Watching them grow every day Making sure that they have been cared properly We are so keen to bring out the flaws in everyone Forgetting about our own flawed mortality We are so eager to dive deep into the oblivion Chest thumping about out snowflake level existence …

Rain

This poem is in continuation of my micro poetry.Please read it here.Rain.   Pitter Patter as it drops slowly  seeps into my soul and make its home with every word, syllable  I create and morph as my quill dances on the papyrus it drenches my soul leaving behind that petrichor an effervescence an everlasting fragrance  it spreads …

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 …

Silence- A beautiful conversation

This poem is in continuation of the micro poetry of the same name.Read it here Silences between the conversation the most beautiful feeling The pause where the world stops but the feeling flows eternally Silence of the heart The rhythm to which the heart beats  untuned with the chaos of the world paired only with …

Memories

This is where it was beautiful This is where it hurts the most This is where I made the most pleasant memories That is where I regret the most This was there everything stopped This is where everything started to fester. This is where the night became the day There was where rolled another day …

Love Story ( Micro poetry)

Boomerang

You push me to the edge and bring me back like a boomerang I keep coming back to you self-oscillating between  the realms of dreams and reality I keep looking for fragments hidden everywhere of you shreds of reality dig deep into my soul carving the image of my forlorn love maybe if you stretch my …

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 …