Maybe this is my share of love my share of light, which I can cup in my palms and be satiated imbued with pure delight of feeling alive with thought brimming in this resplendent mind that life though is a myth but I'm still living this fanciful reality with all its vigor and gist Maybe … Continue reading Maybe- Megha Sood
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History of love – Megha Sood
Our love is an illusion a mirage, like the sun setting in the sea the light has traveled from the past to reach you and me; the big explosion our big bang which made us the life around you and me we lit up the sky weaved life in its tapestry; our death gave birth to … Continue reading History of love – Megha Sood
Fatal attraction – Megha Sood
"Mysteries of attraction could not always be explained through logic. Sometimes the fractures in two separate souls became the very hinges that held them together.” ― Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter That insatiable thirst which rises from the depth of my soul and devours me like a wildfire this incessant need to be wrapped around … Continue reading Fatal attraction – Megha Sood
Forbidden love-Megha Sood
"I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul." --Pablo Neruda How can I catch up on your shadows when I stay still and you are always running they keep erasing and burning the bridges I have drawn in there is so much distance between … Continue reading Forbidden love-Megha Sood
Stench – Megha Sood
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 – Megha Sood
Tiny Buddha – Megha Sood
Just as a candle cannot burn without fire, men cannot live without a spiritual life. —Buddha Have you ever looked into the eyes of Buddha a reminiscent of the eternal calm and serenity they wake you from the deep slumber of ignorance the facade of the the life you are living in partially open partially … Continue reading Tiny Buddha – Megha Sood
Foreign – Megha Sood
“I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.” ― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath The elongated nights and their shapeless arrival tiptoeing of these broken dreams along the shattered corners of my heart my goblin shaped nightmares hiding around the corners and monsters in the corridors wailing and calling … Continue reading Foreign – Megha Sood
Lonely Moon-Megha Sood
First Published in Literary Yard, August 2018 Time bends on the blade of a grass proving its existence and slowly the innocent raindrops follow the path and makes an impression in the heart of the earth slippery and slimy with the monsoon loneliness carries its weight around my little garden while the black nightingale cries and and the cruel … Continue reading Lonely Moon-Megha Sood
Lost in Translation-Megha Sood
“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 … Continue reading Lost in Translation-Megha Sood
Self Love – Megha Sood
A warm and a tight hug can do wonders I have heard It can lick and suck all your pain for those who have eternally suffered It’s that magic potion that elixir that have worked wonders in the present and in the past that secret ingredient which has turned the sourest of the situations into a loving … Continue reading Self Love – Megha Sood
