By Onkar Sharma Poetry holds varying interpretations for diverse individuals and within different contexts. Nevertheless, a fundamental aspect that distinguished poetry should never overlook is its dual responsibility of both captivating the reader and stimulating contemplation. Bhawna Vij Arora’s poetry…
By: Bruce Levine Late Afternoon The late afternoonChanges the mood of the dayA cooling breezeErases the oppressive heat of the morningA crystal blue skyWithout a single cloudA tiny plane slips suddenlyOnto the horizonWhere it’s going – unknownI watch my dogAs…
Port Sunlight City The cute little town near Wirral of Northwest England incredibly picturesque heritage and the aesthetic wraps around the character of the village i stroll in a trance its winding country lanes Tudor-style cottages that stand in stately…
By: Brian Michael Barbeito the island was immediately friendly and light, the inhabitants welcoming and joyful. an open aired bus traversed the market framed roads for a while and made for its destination the white sand coastline that married constantly…
By: J.K. Durick Moon Watch An afternoon moon isworth the waitsitting out therein an Adirondack chair.The novel I’m readingis halfway through Kansas.Its hero troubled by the terrainbut I’m really out therein my chairwanting to watch the sky.The moon in the…
By: Sydnie Stern We are serpents on a scepterOne follows the otherLike a cat chasing a minnowalong a long riveryour scales are damp like you came from waterI’m missing an eye, I filled the chasm with Earthonly you know this…
By: April Mae M. Berza Recently, I’ve been haunted by the deaths of journalists, particularly Percy Lapid. As well as the passion and grit of Leni Robredo in the past election. She showed humility and grace while taking pride in…
By: Leigh-Anne Burley Sometimes figuring out just the right path is a waste of timetake the one ahead of you. Sometimes it is easier to go out into the rain than back into the light. Don’t be fooled by your…
By: Jim Bates A Cardinal’s songFills a clear crisp morning dawnJump-starting the day. Brilliant day endingSetting sun and dusty skyWondrous light transformed. Laying on a dockKids swirling hands in the lakePlaying with minnows. Summertime soft rainFalling on thirsty gardensPlants drink…
By: : Srihith Jarabana Opaque Tears Tears so opaque,That when he staresAt the mortal blue skies,Even distant stars reflect off them.But in the upper echelons of his thoughtsAnd in the chambers of your heart,Lies a place where he is lifted,To…