By: Grant Guy poem flysoarwalkfly sit fly fly nekrasov *** poem words words under attack get yours while they last words wordswords *** poem it hurt my motherit made me laugh make the bed father broke wind *** poem himselfhimself…

By: Alan Berger The next thing you knowCould be the last thing you needSoCall an ambulanceOr let it bleed As dead leaf’s scatterI tryToSeparate the fear in my headFrom the heart of the matter Will the last thing I heardBe…

By: Puneet Kumar Kiss Me Like a Secret Fire Tonight just don’t leave meLet me go wildLet me go uncontrolledAnd breathe me into your ear I know it is not easy for youTo control and hold me tightBut tonight I…

By: Md. Saber -E- Montaha In the shadows of penumbra,Lies a world so dark and cold,Where nothingness reigns triumphant,And alienation takes its hold. The bleakness of this existence,Is felt by all who dwell within,A sense of emptiness and nothingness,As though…

By: Simon Heathcote We didn’t know what to do with the bread. Small fluted loaves, granite hard and seemingly made to fit inside a fist. ‘We could always throw them from our balcony,’ I surmised, at once imagining missiles — perhaps inspired…

By: Brian Michael Barbeito  I lost my sweater. It was because I was helping people, some old folks who couldn’t carry their luggage. I couldn’t ‘not,’ help, seeing them struggling like that. I think I had put the sweater down…

By: Ebisike Chinedum Tender shrubs thicken as the rain contends with the earth for space. The shimmers of the stars remain like twinkles until dawn, paving way for the stubborn sun before the wind announces the advent of a storm…

By: Domonique I – gazing into the moonwaiting for speech the floorboards creakwithin & beneath Love & Lust( & pixie dust ) fogs the lone window asthe hounds run wild. from the shadowsmasked men observe unseen hidden from the lightsmiles…

By: Domonique I awakened in the Bush after riding back with Romey after the footy.      With some English holiday giving us the day off school, Romey and his cousin, Credence, took me with them turtle hunting. I had only…

By Onkar Sharma Songs of Raengdailu by Achingliu Kamei is a collection of poems that celebrates the natural beauty of North East India. Kamei abundantly uses vivid imagery and lyrical language to capture the essence of the region’s landscapes, flora,…