by Megha Sood

Like an open scarred river

This cystic undulating pain speaks for itself
born out of the muted death, it has its own semantics
a lexicon of angst and fear,
it molds and morphs
like the languid arms of the twisted oak
carrying the writhing pain of the merciless autumn

That presence of wrinkles on my skin
breaks the continuity of pain
the sobs and wails of thousand widows
is tucked on the tip of my fingers
and I can’t manage to shake this off

this unrest never passes the gullet of time
this devouring monsters
never seems to take rest
these pair of breath
never breaks the succession

And I rest still
exposed and unprotected
under the sheets of the skies
capitulating to its presence
like an open scarred river
a still pond,
losing the last ripple to the merciless time.

A thieving soul

I sit and gaze at the empty sky
the ephemeral truth
glistening into those starts
dying for the million years
their lights traveling for eons to die at the back of
of the eyelids
holding the deep solemn promise
for forever and eternal
I’m in deep soliloquy
with this solitude
the moment of oneness worth it
the vast and the endless sky
an ardent giver
unable to find the thief in my souls
which quietly sits
in legs crossed like a monk
with the peace knotted
and the serenity on his face
keeping still the throbbing heart
from heaving so heavily
to keep the truth neatly tucked
in the middle of my palms
when I take a fistful of Universal silence
and smear it all over my soul.

Ask a child, ask a butterfly

Every small step counts.
Every small gesture matters.
Kindness comes in all forms.
Accept and embrace it when you see.
Pass it forward.
It is like the flowing river, shaping and changing
the lives of those who come along its way.
Keep flowing and Keep growing.
Life never stops from growing nor from making mistakes.
You stop and stagnate like the ditch of stinking water.
Flow like a waterfall. A beautiful sight in its glory.
Life is movement.
Change is a necessary transformation.
Ask a child, ask a butterfly.

About the Author:

Megha Sood lives in Jersey City, New Jersey. She is a contributing author/editor at GoDogGO Cafe, Candles Online, Free Verse Revolution, Whisper and the Roar, Poets Corner and contributing editor at Ariel Chart. Her works have been featured in 521 Magazine #Sideshow, Oddball, Pangolin review, Fourth and Sycamore,KOAN ( Paragon press),Modern Literature, Visual Verse, Vita Brevis, Modern poetry, Spill words Press, Indian periodicals, Literary heist, Little Rose Magazine, The Quiet Corner, Writer’s Cafe Magazine, and coming up in Dime Show review,Piker Press, The Stray branch and many more. Her poetry has recently been published in the anthology “We will not be silenced” by Indie Blu(e) Publishing, “All the Lonely People” by Blank Paper Press and upcoming in three other anthologies by the US, Australian and Canadian Press. She recently won the 1st prize in NAMI NJ Dara Axelrod Mental Health Poetry contest. She blogs at