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Poem: Remembering A Dead Teacher

Meandering rills around the dales Dense woods without scales Sing of such a Teacher’s summum bonum Who’s boosted courage in life and love in human Stayed fearless in life’s battle-field Fighting with honesty and justice as shield The people were…

Poem: Just a simple……

By: Neelam Singh Just a simple hug Speaks millions of words Helps ease one’s burden Reduces it to zero Just a simple smile Makes one feel warm inside All tension gone For those who give or receive Peace of mind overflows…

Poem: Slaughter

By: Priya Anand Dead bodies on the road Some prostrate and others still erect Line the ribonned highway to a metropolis Still a tenacious connect to the terra beneath Their ascent to the empyrean terminated by design Excoriated visages and…

Poem: Rabbits

By: Ed Krizek In the meadow at the edge of the wood a rabbit lies bleeding. Entrails devoured by a predator. Everything has to eat. At the final moment the little animal’s cries resound across the meadow. Worms and insects…

Poem: God of My Mother

By: Ed Krizek My mother believed that after she died her spirit would live on forever with those of her lost loved ones. She would watch over me and my sister and hear the words we muttered to her presence…

Poem: heartless fox

By: Linda M Crate i fancied you an angel but i was wrong your halo is broken and your wings are black, the song on your lips is the blue lipped death you wish upon all your victims; and i…

Poem: humanity and devils

By: Linda M. Crate every time i want to give up on humanity deem them all devils there’s always one random act of kindness that warms my heart, and i am forced to realize there is still some goodness in…

Poem: my tapestry is my own

By: Linda M. Crate i linger when i know i should be gone because there is no other place for me to be, and i see their eyes judging me; but i have nowhere to go, it’s as if they…

Poem: Phantoms of Death

By: Chandra S Dubey They came masqueraded like goblins, phantoms of death In some animated comics we had seen in thrill of joy Bodies covered , guns in their hands but souls naked, And then opened fire hitting our heads,…