My Salvation

This poem is in continuation of my micro poetry. Read Salvation. As I dance till my feet bleed the sweat pour out of my body as tears of my soul I dance till I drop dead As I sing from my heart till my voice turns coarse and harsh and every word, every syllable touches … Continue reading My Salvation

The circle

From the stars we came, and to the stars we return. ― Jack Campbell, Relentless Yes this could be the truth The moment you are waiting for The quest for life The unveiling we all been waiting for You wait for this to happen To happen all your life Heart has been pounding Ears listening … Continue reading The circle

Stench

This city is crazy  this city is brimming  there is always something rotting burning people walk with crinkled noses and with scurried steps with the voice of the screaming heart those spires of the skyscrapers piercing and pinching  the heart of the sky which bleeds on the people who bet their life on the beauty of the alabaster moon … Continue reading Stench

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 … Continue reading Metamorphosis