Categoría: poetry
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«Hidden Demons» by Mary Grace Amores Rojo
«Hidden Demons» by Mary Grace Amores Rojo I feel nauseous whenever i see you.Reminiscing those wonderful moments that we’ve gone through.It crushes my soul knowing that you feel nothing,Those spiteful words that meant everything. Every time I see you, my whole gut starts churning,My nerves tremble, afraid I’ll lose myself again.I’m trying…
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Introducing the Beautiful Poetry of Vijay Verma (Editor Francisco Bravo Cabrera)
Conversation with my Pen I was searching for my pen one evening,when I found her resting quietlybetween the pages of my diary. She seemed shy as I held her,so I asked with a curious smile:“Tell me, what is the differencebetween you and me?” She looked at me,smiled faintly,and whispered: **“I…
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«O’ memories of You» by Precious Magdaleno
«O’ memories of You» by Precious Magdaleno Here I am again,burning in blue flames between each page of you, O’ memories of you,I can’t breathe in this gloom,O’ memories of you,I danced in the murky thoughts of this sensation,O’ memories of you,Tears hide behind my eyes,You instilled a sense of longing…
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Featuring the Poetry of C. J. Anderson Wu – (editor Francisco Bravo Cabrera)
IN YOUR EYES, I SEE In your eyes, bro, I see anger, despair, and determination.But please. Please do not approach the line any more. I don’t want to confront you with my baton. I don’t want to see you hurt by pepper spray. I don’t want to report to my…
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«Vast Ocean» by Danna Garbida
Vast Ocean by Danna Garbida I’m in the middle of saving myselfin the vast ocean.Somewhere to be foundCrying out loudFighting for my life in the high tides.Holding myself to keep pushing and swimming.I know I can,I know from me that I can do it alone.I know that I can save…
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Scatological Cargo Cult by Walter Bargen
1 Looking at the grocery’s empty shelves, he says, If you want to measure I.Q. Start with the baseline 140 then subtract The number of rolls of toilet paper That are in your house. We stand aside To watch grocery carts push past Overflowing with nothing but the softest coin…
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«The Moon and The Starless Sky» by Maria Michaela
The Moon and The Starless Sky by Maria Michaela the moon is out, it shines bright but the stars aren’t out tonight the starless sky makes the moon look so lonely yet I can’t help but feel that it’s proud it has the whole sky, the whole stage, all to…
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My soul by Bharath Upendra
Oh, how I longed for thy touch, Rot of my soul! In yesteryear’s night, Tarnished, I slit my wrists to leave a trail A ritual thread, a call, a hopeless wail. That thou might catch my suffocating breath, And trace the scent of looming death. Yet there thou art entangled…
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«Where Do Guardian Angels Come From?» By Minette Aralar
Where Do Guardian Angels Come From?By Minette Aralar I wonder, as I walk on the sidewalk of the busy road of Ortigas Avenue one morning,With the intermittent honking of vehicles in my earsDo guardian angels fly by, hovering around unseen? Do they precipitously guide the elderly peeps,As they cross the…
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FOR NO PARTICULAR REASON THAT I KNOW OF by Jeffrey Zable
I just pictured the face of a waitress who served me my dinner around twenty-five years ago at a restaurant I chose out of the blue in Berkeley. She was an attractive woman around thirty-five with the saddest looking face I’d ever seen—or so I thought at the time. I…
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alone by Paul Callus & Christina Chin
sowing havoc scared and confused rogue elephants the handler hauled to the ground Paul Callus (Malta) / Christina Chin (Malaysia) —————– meditating a mandala tattoo holds my attention the ink swims in blue veins Paul Callus (Malta) / Christina Chin (Malaysia) —————– a melting smile in the street market dahlia-flower…
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Featuring Lynn White’s Poetry – (Editor Francisco Bravo Cabrera)
ALL THAT GLITTER It glitters like gold. But is it gold or base metal being worked on by an alchemist.. undergoing transformation, perhaps with a touch of magic, with an elixir of immortality, an illusion. Or perhaps base oil transformed to sparkly plastic glitter with all too real immortality. Glittering,…
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«Shadow Man» by Lynn White
«Shadow Man» by Lynn White Hello my shadow man.You have been behind meall my life.But now I can turn and face you,as I turn my life round.See your features,see what’s there,know who you are,then put you behind me, maybe.Maybe,as I move on. Or, perhaps you’ll step forwardout of the shadowto greet me,and I’ll…
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Where to? by Bharath Upendra
Over roads of yore, beyond the yonder, I walk; fate’s lines crawling beneath my feet. Which way, you ask, as though I knew. I only sojourn the forsaken lands, Clothed in myths of the living and memories of the dying. Where to, I ask thee, for in a dream, we…
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«Blossoms» by Etya Vasserman Krichmar
«Blossoms» by Etya Vasserman Krichmar From blossoms comes nectar,from nectar comes honey.From honey comes sweetness,from sweetness comes health. From health comes longevity,from longevity, wisdom.From wisdom comes knowledge,from knowledge comes history. From history comes remembrance,from remembrance comes the answer.From the answer comes enlightenment. But we learn of hate.From hate comes transformation,from transformation…
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«My Mind’s Eye» by Robbie Cheadle
«My Mind’s Eye» by Robbie Cheadle I reflect on my lifethrough my mind’s eyeinspectingseekingI open secret drawersrummaging throughtheir hidden contentsMy childhooda time of happinessinnocenceand laughterMy teenage yearsI gently probepulling out memorieslike old clothesfrom the cupboard of timeI run my eye over themlooking for rentstears and wrinklesChoices that impactedon the elastic…
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