My Salvation
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
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 and turn my
wounds to gold
so pure
I sing till I go mute
As I write my poetry
till my emotions bleed on the
papers
turns it into crimson red
cuts the soul of my readers
till they cry from every pore
I write till my fingers bleed no more
As I open my heart
for you
and let you in
and turn in upside down
shred into bits and pieces
to make a comfy pillow to
rest your head on it
and sleep on it
till all your nightmares
leave your soul like…
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I love Megha’s writing!
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Me too. She is amazing,
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John, Megha’s poetry is beautiful.
I may be needlessly sensitive, but for native English speakers, she could make plural such words as “pour,” (p1) “turn,” (p2) and “soul,” (p3). No more syllables and smooth gliding flow.
People are very forgiving of my poetry. Comments on what makes things better for readers have never been offensive to me. I am open to giving writers input on nuances of English, if English is not their primary language.
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Her work is pure, amazing, and brilliant.
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I agree she is. I love her work.
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Awesome writer is Megha and such depth she has in her poems. Too good and what a picture too, John. Lovely post.
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I agree. I love Megha work.
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Yes she is too good.
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Megha is an awesome writer… Thank you for sharing her work 🙂
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You are welcome. I agree.
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🙂
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