By: Zunayet Ahammed Every morning peeps through my window With its sparkle. Each noon reminds me of its fading away. Beautiful flowers on earth wither. The evening creates an image of loss. The lorry quietly rolls forward Buses, trains and…
Strategic Book Publishing & Rights Agency is pleased to announce the release of its newest title, Little Jakey – Book 1: Little Jakey’s House, by author Richard Edgley. As one of the great cats of the jungle, a panther should have an…
By: Izzy Noon When we saw the old man we thought he might be a beggar but we soon found he was the harbinger of so much more When he opened his blood moon eyes and told us our lives…
By: Izzy Noon Everyone looks the same here, which is fine when we realize that the factory makes them that way One by one, they line up like widgets and get pressed out to serve their short-term purpose on the…
By: Izzy Noon He’s a real smart kid, the doctors say and he’s a real smart kid, the others agree, but he doesn’t know the crown he wears and doesn’t know how regal his mind really is.
By: Yousef Elharrak The bird with broken wings contemplates The kite flying in the sky The breeze takes the kite away Up on the hills The bird moves its wings It can’t fly like colors in the kite Sometimes paper…
By: Yousef Elharrak Africa smiles at the face of the ocean With all its potential white teeth The waves get ashamed of the meaningless foam On the eyes of the tide Africa can take the lift to the forehead of…
By: Michael C. Keith We live in a rainbow of chaos. –– Paul Cezanne My girlfriend and me rented a tiny bungalow at the end of the boardwalk in Atlantic City next to a rundown ten-story tenement. The outside of…
By: Pijush Kanti Deb The softness of heart feels pity on its young but lonely body witnessing its bed-tumbling round and round in its deep slumber saying to its mirror ‘’ It needs a partner with anti- tumbling device’’ and…
By: Pijush Kanti Deb A sudden slip of my dancing heart pushed me once down into a deep ditch- maybe, dug deliberately by a witch, making it rich in stinky mud and bones along with a crying skinny youth- and…