By: Gary Van Haas How Noble Are We… Who move our brothers & sisters to battle, Bone, blood and flesh lay ridden o’er the fields. How Noble Are We… To live in conjecture and false premise, allowing blackened politicians rule…
By: Neelam Singh One day I will look back and see The moments I have been through The pangs of being in love Oh the times of youth! The married life agonies The emotional terror The duty of a submissive…
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick There is a hole in his soul Existing at birth, crafted by life Recognizing his difference Remembering the loud noise, all the commotion, the sirens Hiding in a closet with his young brothers Why didn’t he…
By: Sobia Abdin I must have been holding the photograph for several minutes in my left hand, staring at it pensively, my head heavy with the weight of my thoughts. Ten years had elapsed since the photograph was taken. Lakshita…
By: Neelam Singh The night falls Upon my deprived grief-stricken soul Every soul retires for the night, my pretense of rest still lies abound Turmoil of emotions swells up like waves What to do, what will I see next? Lay…
By: Vanessa Cutts Saul sat on the steps looking at his feet. He had been looking at his feet for nearly ten minutes wiggling his toes occasionally. Yesterday his pet rabbit had died. They had taken Bobby Bunny to the…