By: Sunil Sharma Will there be a single tear shed, Once I am no more? Someone there— Emerging from the shadows to Cry over the simple rough bed Forever left vacant In a dim room? Or, the old rocking chair…
By: Sunil Sharma Under a grey-blue sky, Pouring rain below, By parting curtains of Ballooning clouds Dark and pregnant, Walks this young mad, A woman with Sparkling eyes, And a bright smile, Looking heavenwards, Talking to those that Live there unseen by…
By: Sri Ram I remember, once I read from a book. The bonding between two bodies at the center is tighter than the ones at any other part. The moment I saw her in the bus, for the first time, I…
By: Pijush Kanti Deb When a pool is bloomed in a desert and a blossom on a rock, an unknown thirst crawls in my body informing a new spring is nearby. When the sky gets down to land and the…
By: JD DeHart One thought floats down, a feather, light and buzz, another bumps out of the way like a rubber ball, ready to escape permanent sight I allow my mouth to form the idea, and the throw it out…
By: JD DeHart It could be guessed that two cars passed by, two persons, shade by shade, a wave Blue lights tell passersby that the passage was not so discrete, and the man carrying bags of broken auto indicates a smashing…
By: JD DeHart All you need exists in the top right-hand drawer, including the bits of tape, the old pictures of yourself, the business card, a reminder about your ego, the birthday candle you told yourself you would keep, the folded…
By: Ruth Z. Deming We are all of one family here under the aluminum shell of this popular filler-up join If attacked we would cling together like wagon trains rolling across the virgin plains Bucky, the manager, would protect us, so…
By: Ruth Z. Deming I came out of the water one day and became a dragonfly. I didn’t know what to do. Under water they called me a nymph. Like the fish that surrounded me I flashed my gills and thought…
By: Ruth Z. Deming One morning I woke up with that feeling of “ugh”: I haven’t written a good poem in nearly a month. Only yesterday I called and invited myself over. Slipped on my black clogs and walked out the…