By: Macy Perrine He is saintly. an extra sprinkle of stardust an extra stroke and polish in heaven’s factory and the lord pressed copper rings in his eyes deeming him golden. once-in-a-lifetime, the kind of boy you never forget no…
By: Mehreen Ahmed What they said or didn’t say, was hardly an issue. Courtney Justice wasn’t the kind of a person to be bothered by such trivialities. Her concerns were different. Even she didn’t know what her concerns were. She…
By: Alan Berger I have never been oneTo want to ascend to the eliteFor more days than someI’m lucky for shoes on my feet Even when young In The Village doing poppers’ I never had a hat hung On the…
By Mark Lindsey Under the cool water there lives a lady. She sings a sad song of world’s past. Of how they rose and sank, And never dreamed of a better place. Where freedom and beauty are the lords, And…
By Mark Lindsey Emotion. That Magical nymph so bare. Heeding only unknown drives, Her life one with the tree stability. Together yet apart they exist. Time. Friend and foe to all. Wearing and tearing at the tree. And as time…
By Chinese Poet Yuan HongriTranslated by Manu Mangattu The Coast of Time In the pink and white golden words Of the day outside the garden of gods Is the hometown of thy soul. Far before the world was born The…
By Mark Kodama The monarch butterfly pauses and hesitates Bending the orange flower under its weight, Before moving on its way To fulfill tasks of its busy day, Trivial to us but important to him. The ant struggles to lift…
Noida Institute of Engineering & Technology, Gr. Noida organized Cambridge Business English Certificate (BEC) Distribution Programme on Mar 5, 2019 at its campus. The session was aimed at encouraging and rewarding the meritorious students for their brilliant performance in BEC….
By: Shamar English GLOOM The room is the exterior of a muddy tan truck. The walls are a labyrinth of cracks, dirt, chipped paint, and protruding nails. The carpet is sitting underneath pounds of grunge, vomit stains, mildew, crud, hair,…
By: Lazarus Trubman Months passed since I was liberated from the labor camp in Northern Russia. Behind were dozens of blood transfusions, dental tortures and scary chats with a bunch of cardiologists. I finally got my so-so bill of health…