By: Jim Bates Flower profusionGardens full of cheerful bloomsNature’s artistry. Languid afternoonSwinging in an old hammockPeacefully dozing. Summer perfectionWhite puffy clouds and blue skyA day full of smiles. Hot concrete sidewalkCaterpillar hurryingHeading for cool shade. Picnic summertimeGoodies spread out to…
By: Srijani Dutta Delusion I want to be, want to be,Want to be all alone,Amidst the sunshineAnd at the dark sea shoreWhere wind passes,Carries news of the murderOf an Abyssinian soul,Eyes plucked outNails melted,Neck Twisted,Throat cut.Do not stand over the…
By: Debbie Tunstall I didn’t think I’d be longing for the end, begging for things to happen –beckoning even. You see on the news about props used for propaganda,black man / white man.This man, that man. They make a fuss,…
By: Bruce Levine Take your dog for a walk – even if it doesn’t help, your dog will appreciate it.Read a good book – always a good choice, assuming you have one.Watch television – probably an oxymoron and probably not…
By: James Aitchison Empty the heartwithout love.Empty the soulwithout purpose.Society buildscruel walls,society celebratesinjustice.Strength rises fromthe steady soul,the calm andunhurried mind.Know that power restsin your detachment.
By Mitali Chakravarty The buoyant chatter in avian voices was so loud that thepark walkers were silenced.The treetop was screaming out the city’s violencethat only birds could observe through the day.Would they now debate, discuss, and advise policy measures? (‘Parliament…
By: Suchoon Mo 1 The soundless misty rainthis stillnss of night is mine 2 I have two desiresmay I give you one of them? since I met youI need only one 3 she has no faceneither does the wind she…
By: Bruce Levine Filling the void Of eternal dissolution Evading the cavity Of human dislocation A parody of civilization In a hand-held box Glorifying nothing The emptiness thereof A synapse shorted A circuit-breaker broken A complex evolution Darwin rebuffed The…
By: Pallavi Manoj Dixit The Shared Path Life is a fast-moving race,Where everyone’s on the run.Can we lie to ourselves and claim,That we’re different from everyone? We’re just like the rest in this chase,Holding on to our own pace.When we…
By: Mayumi Yamamoto No Chance Shall I tell you about the onewho came before you? She enjoyed a carefree life,and used to ramble aroundthe house with abandon,never felt the need to beon guard. She’d curl up and sleepwherever she loved….