By: Linda M Crate i am sick of living in constant fear of everyone threatening the end of the world i want to live not simply exist, and i want to achieve my dreams just because they’ve given up on…
By: Balu George It is nearing Christmas, And the café is decked, With light and balloons. A Christmas tree stands at a corner, And the stray which considers the café its home, Lies under the tree. A bunch of college…
By: Mahadev Saha Translated By: Zunayet Ahammed I’ve left my handkerchief in a distant forest to wipe tree’s grief. Can you remember me, foolish deer? Crazy girl, is there anybody that ever gets wet in this foreign land? You had…
By: Mahadev Saha Translated By: Zunayet Ahammed I’ve been walking all my life I’m busy running all the time With the busy job of her family She’s given me a concept of work in my spirit She’s taught me love,…
By: Mahadev Saha Translated by: Zunayet Ahammed If I don’t compose any verse today, A fair morning may not visit your home tomorrow No Jasmine or Sheuli or Bakul will bloom in a pique. Maybe, the sky veils its face…
By: Puja Devanand Her days are numbered Working itself backwards There will be an end Someday Is it worse, not knowing at all Or knowing when? Would she dare fall in love? Worm her way into a healthy heart…
By: Puja Devanand Staring Waiting for inspiration to flash Jaded celebrations hang above my head The past year is no more than a lingering memory Most learnt nothing new at all Some tried, but such noble endeavours rarely succeed So…
By: Neelam Singh One day I will look back and see The moments I have been through The pangs of being in love Oh the times of youth! The married life agonies The emotional terror The duty of a submissive…
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick I wait in darkness I wait until the sun rises I wait while daylight surrounds the darkened window I wait as the sunsets and the moon moves high into the night sky I wait while the…
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick It has been growing for years; out of control wisteria. It blooms and looks pretty for a while, but the roots and vines twist and tighten. The tree begins to find it laborious to breathe. Hastily…