Poetry published in the Poetry Quarterly Winter 2018 – a print magazine by Prolific Press

I'm beyond excited to see my words in print again in one of the esteemed poetry journal printed by the Prolific Press --Poetry Quarterly. Prolific Press publishes 8 respected literary journals. Each journal publishes different literature, and each has a different flair. Poetry Quarterly’s mission is to support poets and poetry by maintaining a professional … Continue reading Poetry published in the Poetry Quarterly Winter 2018 – a print magazine by Prolific Press

Warrior- To celebrate the Women History Month

One day I'll be ready for you bathed in the moonlight fragrant by lilies sweetened by the nectar hidden by the bees I'll ready for you I will wash all my scars and sin and scrape all the marks of the sin, I'm bearing will scrub all the pain angst anger and the regret I'm … Continue reading Warrior- To celebrate the Women History Month

Poetry published in Fourth and Sycamore – “Alone”

I can't contain my excitement to see my poem find a home in the literary magazine Fourth and Sycamore. I'm so thankful to the editor Amanda Rodeheffer-Olson for accepting my poem and giving me the opportunity to be featured in her esteemed poetry journal. Please read my poem "Alone" here. Fourth and Sycamore is the literary … Continue reading Poetry published in Fourth and Sycamore – “Alone”

Dusting

“Remembering is easy. It's forgetting that's hard.” ― Brodi Ashton Dust off that memories I succinctly painted on your forehead kissed and painted all those stars lying up with the freckles on your face filling your pores with moonlight in all the crevices Dust off my memories and shrug those small tales of laughs, giggles and occasionally guffaws I … Continue reading Dusting

Sloth( Acedia)

This fifth poem is a part of the anthology of poems based on the Seven deadly sins. Do read the previous ones too, if you haven’t yet. Sloth(Acedia) - excessive laziness or the failure to act and utilize one’s talents. Thou seest how sloth wastes the sluggish body, as water is corrupted unless it moves. - Ovid A … Continue reading Sloth( Acedia)

Dichotomy

Paradox continues life sustains seeking company and solace in a crowded room oh! the fallacy remains Striving hard to search for the eternal soulmates within a relationship of convenience the contradictions sustains Vows made out of blood and eternal bonding witness by the many the deceptions remains Blessed and pardoned by the holy grace and … Continue reading Dichotomy

Looking glass

I'm looking through a looking-glass The reality seems so bleak and the nightmares seem so true Pain, sadness, and anxiety  all have begun to bloom   I'm looking through the looking-glass My dreams and hopes are dwindling all the sunshine I was storing seems to be just ending   I'm looking through the looking-glass Worms of fear and … Continue reading Looking glass

Healing

My bloated thoughts in my withered body swimming through the turbid emotions unperturbed unmoved un-oscillating dead and stale lying motionless in the stench of the old memories I sit and sip though time my haggard face and the crestfallen soul carries those inundated tales of pain through the thin stale air in the room carrying the silvery … Continue reading Healing

Savior-An ode to poetry

On the last day of the National Poetry Month, I would like to post an ode to poetry, which is my savior.Hope you all enjoyed taking part in NaPoWriMo as much as I did. Do leave your thoughts in the comment section and share how poetry has been your savior. Happy blogging! Megha Sood “Poetry heals … Continue reading Savior-An ode to poetry

Poetry feature in Indian Periodical-Dance

Please read my latest poem featured in the latest issue of the Indian periodical. Read it here Dance. This poem is about the beautiful dance a hummingbird weaves with her wings to get the taste of the elixir hidden in the flowers, which is so necessary for her sustenance. Do leave your thoughts in the comment … Continue reading Poetry feature in Indian Periodical-Dance

A cry for life

This is the seventh and final poem in the anthology of poems based on Social Evils. I really appreciate the strength and encouragement of my blogging family which helped me in spreading awareness but as they say, the work never stops, so keep spreading the word. Please read the previous ones here and spread the word. The … Continue reading A cry for life

Crimson Dreams

“As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.” ― Pablo Neruda Dreaming of crimson dreams under the satin sheets in the warmth of your hold warmed by your existence Kissed by the dewdrops hugged by the passion of your love cuddling in the fluffy pillows feeling … Continue reading Crimson Dreams