By Deeksha Makhija I wonder what happens to words when they are left unread all their lives? Do they sob in tears while remembering the tears of their creators? Do they talk? What happens to all those books that are kept at the end of a room full of books' stacks? Do they smell … Continue reading Words
Songs of you, and songs of i. . ------------------------------------------------ I followed the sound Of several birds, who spoke of you, without ye' words.. a little song With highest tune They circled the sky' Beneath the moon Their nests awaited A feathers rest I felt there strongest Within my chest Your beating heart A love so … Continue reading Poems by Nardine Sanderson
SOMEDAYS YOU KNOW YOU ARE A POET Sometimes life amazes you flowers seem brighter you hear special music people dance in the streets sun comes out dogs talk to you people smile at you and you cant help but think it wasn't like this before life was showing you something else a trick an illusion and now you … Continue reading Poems by Marc Carver
By Kelli J Gavin Take it back Every last word Every hurtful statement Every glare Every bit of silence The desire to hurt And inflict pain I take it all back I didn’t mean it I shouldn’t have done it I wish I could take it back I would If I could But I can’t … Continue reading Take It Back
By Mendes Biondo I’m not sure that stuff could be considered a poem you said on the display a few words about a thing happened while you were on a tram poetry is everywhere I told you just let things go just don’t change life into a good story let flow what happened and … Continue reading One Shot One Poem
By: Kelli J Gavin “When people ask me how I’m doing, I want to say, this sadness is the only clean shirt I have left and my washing machine has been broken for months.” Rudy Francisco I have been reading a lot of small chapbooks and collections of … Continue reading Sadness
Lips of Sweetness Sweetness of lips talk nothing but kind words as if you were reading verses from the heaven when those lips draw near me in bed I hear the echoes of lovers from the distance of moon Back to desires, you are the first one blue-eyed lake in dark, like your eyes … Continue reading Poems By Ahmad Al-Khatat.
By Hio Fae All I have to offer Are some borrowed words, a grey shirt, butterfly wings left on my porch— next to the recycling bin. Maybe some dates, oats, chili flakes for your apples, the finest tap water. All I have Are translations of animal tracks that still linger in sentences, … Continue reading All I Have to Offer