his and her hands touched a spark sparkled in their eyes fire in the head his and her hands touched to create some emotion lots of love showered sparkled in their eyes lit like the star of Venus it’s a love affair fire in the head loss of interest in work it’s wonderful life ⭐… Leer más A Troiku by Jane Aguiar
by DidiArtist Building elements of all shapes Puzzle of circles Angles, curves, corners On this side and beyond A symbiosis of all and nothing Life within limits, borders Fences around space and time Perfect construction Living geometry Kaleidoscopic structures Everything fits together The cube, the rectangle The triangle, trapeze Lines that draw themselves Components of… Leer más Geometric being
noise never attracted me it always did the opposite, so when this bar too got noisy I got out of there and went back home Well, life is strange this way. When you walk away from something, you find something else Like a pesky street magician shoving cards in your face, begging you to pick… Leer más there can be only one of us. The other one’s got to go by Bogdan Dragos
by Rana In all my yesterdays and all the upcoming tomorrows Deeper in my heart, the pain I carry with endless sorrows Dry leaves in highlands float freely completely weightless The breeze plays gently though, but the birds are heartless The ocean that whispered colorful dreams in my ears Storms take their very course, freedoms… Leer más Freedoms stuck in fears
by Petru Racolța THE DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY morning, When I was born greedy for life, I was sucking at my mother’s breast Longing for earth and stars. YESTERDAY I was reading the alphabet And I was widening the border in my mind, Discovering a whole world Through Eminescu and Ion Creangă. That’s how I gathered… Leer más Life in five days
by Marcello Comitini I wish the blue of the sky was black and the white clouds a twinkle of stars the trees shrouded in a veil of fog like women hidden by faith in man. I wish the sea were in the streets to wet the buildings and silent gondolas charged with lights come out… Leer más Venice
A man’s whole life revolves around his work that’s what we’ve been raised to believe, haven’t we? What right under the heavens have you, a man, to demand acceptance, love, gratification, without giving something in return? From the very days of creation you have been told: “By the sweat of your brow you will eat… Leer más writer brain taking over by Bogdan Dragos
by Tea Solon this nautical miles between your lips and my lips disturb the vast blue ocean one minute is like a thousand odysseys of cold arms yearning i faithfully await your return here in the quiet murmur of clear waters while you defy the natural movement of constellations April 2021 | Alegria, Cebu Philippines… Leer más Prayer to Poseidon
by Daniela Topîrcean Isolde’s anxieties were wandering in me undone. Juliet’s innocence was blossoming in my eyes -like a tide, the anxiety of first love fled my shore of the heart defying my weightlessness, bright wings. Lost ships, diaphanous ghosts, dishevelled, were wandering in me attracted by a silent resonance. Image by Gloria Williams from Pixabay
by Simona Prilogan Take me in a trip to fields Catching purple butterflies With the heavens’ memories At the cloudless, grand sunrise. Take me in a trip to woods, Rendering emotions’ sense, Gentle, magical, and cool – On their green, bright, and intense. Take me in a trip to moon, Fearless steps, dreaming of blue,… Leer más Take me in a trip
she’d never seen a room so barren before Only white walls, a brown door and large windows with white frames Yet someone was living in it Someone who wanted it to be this way Her younger brother sat, as always, in the wheelchair by the window “Uh, forgive me if I’m being a nag,” she… Leer más please, please, please by Bogdan Dragos
by Rana Just dive deeper into my dreams Swim through the ocean of my heart Swing in to touch and blow my emotions Stay melodious, be drawn into my art Charming cheeks, please stay purple No blemish on thy smooth & thin belly Your scent has mesmerized the ocean Body made of gold, yet softer… Leer más My mermaid
by Riya Yadav As bright as sun is As dark as the new moon night The scars you gave me from your frightful fight As beautiful as blessings As ugly as sin I could’ve walked away If you wouldn’t have become a kin As shallow as a kiddie pool You were such a ruined mess… Leer más Perceptions
A poem in Vietnamese by Vàng A Giang Translator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm (link blog) Art: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm Ten years I’ve been waiting for you If you will not show I will turn into a tree in the forest So your parents may come and cut me down turn me into pillars, into… Leer más Waiting
by Marcello Comitini In front of the twilight that colors the sky red and scatters gold among the trees and the shadows of the buildings my poor body remains in the gray of the fog. If I could I would abandon it in the corner where the last flowers have lost their perfume. I ask… Leer más At twilight
By Michele Lee Not baptized, not protectedfrom that which chaos and anger inflicted some of us were not granted an anointed birth right were not given sparkly crib mobiles that captured our fascination and created an illusion of a star-filled night were not lulled to dreams with sweet tunes that let in only purity and light were born into a world… Leer más A Delayed Birthright
by Anca Horga – Hello? It’s the Ministry of wellbeing knocking at your door To help you fill out a form, We will rank you on a score; Your responsibility is our own. – Hello. I am allergic to control. Image by JL G from Pixabay https://enpoeme.wordpress.com
she sat him down at what she judged to be the most isolated table in the restaurant and then seated herself across from him took off her shoes and did what she always did when they shared the same table placed her feet into his lap and began to work around the belt and the… Leer más thrill of the wrong place by Bogdan Dragos
(Link blog) Let’s travel by bus once again and enjoy heavenly bliss, climb the steps of the college like the altar of a church. Let’s bunk another lecture to meet in the canteen to enjoy our company. Oh baby, Let’s fall in love once again. Let’s go for a walk on the beach, carve our… Leer más Let’s fall in love once again… #Prose_poetry by Jane Aguiar
by Dawn Pisturino When November came, We sat around the kitchen table after dark, Telling chilling tales Of ghosts and other phantoms of the night, While wooden logs crackled and burned On the old stone hearth, And a cold wind wrapped its spectral arms Around the ancient wooden cottage. We warmed ourselves with hot mulled… Leer más November
Gobblers & Masticadores 