By : Amirah Al Wassif I asked them How the sun says hello to everyone ? Then, they laughed bitterly Without being sorry And told me “ask the gun” Her red spark […]
A question from the refugee camps
‘the immortal strand of hope’ and other poems by Linda Crate
By: Linda M Crate the immortal strand of hope they seek me, but they shall not find; i have heard the hooves of the horses and i know they mean me no […]
Land of Plenty
By: Josh Jennings “Come, examine this life from afar,” Lady Liberty cries. “Bear witness to our American dream.” A blushing bride to be sitting on the porch. Hearty greetings from neighbors bellowing […]
Money, not everything
Shared with Literary Yard By: Sahaj Sabharwal. Jagdish Di Hatti and Chowk Chabutra Money can buy Food but not Nutrition. Money can buy Gifts but not Thanks. Money can buy Blanket but not Warmth. […]
‘The Sea of The Golden Palace’ and other translated poems of Chinese Poet Hongri Yuan
By Chinese Poet Hongri Yuan Translated by Yuanbing Zhang The Sea of The Golden Palace Happiness is the memory of heaven And the soul is as sweet as the sun. On […]
Trapped
By: Kathy Abrahams Lifeless masks on faces, Souls tainted by lies…lust, Hypocrisy and greed, Enmeshed in sticky webs of deceit.
A dip in the holy river
By: Onkar Sharma He walked by the bridge-rail and mumbled. He sobbed on the past mistakes and tumbled. Yet he did hold himself and stopped in the centre to overlook the eerie […]
No More Poems About It, After This One I Am Done (For A Little While)
By: Alyssa Trivett It was never the property, or any sort of bloodline. Lightbulbs crackled like World War II radio static. Dogs being walked stopped in their tracks. Fan blades always whir, the […]
Disloyalty and dat loyalty
By: Alan Berger Of course they grew up together on the same block and were closer than the brothers and sisters that they were dealt. Mike and Paul, Paul and mike. Of […]
After me money
By: Alan Berger A wedding? What are you nuts? Let me straiten you out. So what if I wasn’t born into it? I was born, and I grabbed it. We didn’t start […]
