Literary Yard

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Poetry

By: Tanmoy Dutta Gupta Your tranquillity remains untouchedA heaven, where time stands stillA scent of flowers whispers lowA gentle breeze that rustles the heart’s deep will In the moon’s silver glow, shadows softly fallA midnight hour, when darkness hears it…

Poetry

By: J.K. Durick Walking in Late I’m running late, so I’m walkingfaster, walking faster and lookingat my wrist as if I have a watch totell me if I’m late or going to be late.Walking faster and watch watchingeven though I…

Archaeology/History

By: Saunak Mookerjee Satya Chandra Mukerji was an undisputed leader among the Indian Members of the High Court Bar on the criminal side. He was a lawyer of great ability, experience, and learning and possessed amazing memory. He was well…

Poetry

By: Gulshan Ara The human mind, the most unexplored wonder of the universeHas the limitless potential to explore, discover and createAs limitless as the ever-expanding universe Nature itself offers immense examples to complement human thoughtsJust listen carefully,Listen to the inherent…

Fiction

By Rich Elliott I did not mean to take off his ear, you see. We were driving into a turn, Scorpus to the right of me, a half-length ahead. I needed to hold the inside. So I went to the…

Poetry

By: Richard LeDue The Dream It’s hard to accept all the love songswere written about peoplewho have nothing to do with me,especially as my grey hair colours inthe loneliness one calls retirement The TV set to just loud enoughto prove…

Essay

By James Aitchison Once, the culture of overworking yourself to death was unique to Japan.  “Karoshi”, which literally means death by overwork, claims worker lives from heart failure, stroke, sleep deprivation and exhaustion, mental health issues and suicide — the…

Poetry

By: James Aitchison Communication A slow soft voicespeaks in my soul.Of wisdom and love,I learn.The tapestry of lives,I clearly see.Of recurring faults,I am aware.To instruction,I awake.The means to overcomeearthly bondage,are mine.Without fear,I will live. A pure heart I ask nothing…

Poetry

By: Vanaja Malathy There’s no full stop in lifeonly commashere and there semicolons and colonsbut no full stopin grief or triumph                                    we are clueless  we journey through life watching through the windowthe fresh colourful beauty outsidewe wish to grip the…

Poetry

By: Bruce Levine The twelve days of Christmas Focused on the time That three wise men Travelled to Bethlehem Seeking the Nativity Bearing gifts for the child Born in a manger Destined to be a King Fulfilling the prophecy Of…