By: Adreyo Sen When this house no longer is, its garden will still persist, freed from walls that sought to imprison its mysteries. In the shade of weeping trees, wild roses and wine-red leaves will charm the sky to pliancy, serenaded…
Rumour Books India has released a new novel Déjà Karma. This is a new novel by Vish Dhamija, a British Indian author of crime fiction. His first novel, Nothing Lasts Forever, was long-listed for “Vodafone-Crossword Book Award 2011.” Vish’s second…
By: William T. Hathaway I’m an ad designer in N.ew York — I like it and am good at it. I’ve always loved beauty and try to bring some of it into every ad I design. But my love of…
By: Mohammad Jashim Uddin Cloud, dark cloud everywhere As light is off and oil is up. But throwing hands and legs They have been shouting now and then, “Have we lost our dignity?” Oh! Nowhere is it found. Why? Though…
By: Michael C. Keith There are lots of people who mistake their imagination for their memory. –– Josh Billings Billy-John Calhoun saddled up his horse, Rickets, in the corral of his windblown homestead north of Ashby, Nebraska, and rode it…
By: Izzy Noon I can guarantee you the old folks Are saying it’s not a real wedding Without a real preacher, even if it’s A courthouse wedding, ‘cause That’s not what’s right in the eyes Of God, passing judgment with small…
By: Izzy Noon I go in with my paltry Idea, like it’s the small kid On the playground and I have To defend it from bullies Who might pluck its feathers.
Gary Beck is back with yet another collection of poems called ‘Conditioned Response‘. ‘Conditioned Response’ reminds us that we are prepared by family, experience, government to react to the events that affect us in our daily lives, shaping our future,…
By: Zunayet Ahammed 1 Your blue sky the stream of rain whiteness, greatness, beauty, and the light of innocence always make me gleeful like an aura of symphony of the poetic hearts or the raving beauty of the greenness of…
By: April Mae M. Berza To love is a tragedy, it is to die a million times in the arms of Aphrodite. To love is a tragedy, it is a surrender, a defeat when you could have been an oasis with…
