Life (Micro poetry)

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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