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Jayanta Bhaumik

Ravens

Like a geek, a fancy of being blacklisted  as they create the fluky of the flight as they target silos, higher heaven of eaves  how

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Poetry
Heba Afuwardeen

Abuse

She walked down the hall with her head hung low, Her pace wasn’t fast, neither was it slow People whispered loudly as she walked by,

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Poetry
Linda M. Crate

Devils and Hells

Your hero is my villain, It’s nothing personal; Wish you could see people can be Different things to other People— I didn’t mean to make

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Poetry
Vishnu Priya

A Lost Lover

I have a lost lover, Who loved me with himself Now loves me with his illusionary presence I have a lost lover, Who  stared at

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Poetry
Maria A. Arana

The Secret

They don’t know who I am, not like they used to think Before it all came apart   Maybe I’ve changed Maybe I’ve sunk a

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Poetry
Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal

Travel in Daydreams

I travel the world in daydreams. I become someone else sometimes. I live to a ripe old age and then I become myself completely satisfied.

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Poetry
Vishnu Priya

Half Baked Poetry

Crossing by a half baked poetry I found it on the pan over Half dried fired woods of words Smoky all around Suffocation of my

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Nature
James Geehring

Small Gifts

The barometer is dropping, skies filled with scudding clouds Which gather into towers, bottoms dark as funeral shrouds Winds, that once were calm, now cause

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Nature
Vaidehi Nair

At the Seashore

As I sit gazing at the infinite sea… I think about everything in front of me…   Clenching my fists with mounds of sand… Thought

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Culture
Jolly Alexander

Body Cathedral

The divine is tangible the body a temple the legs spires the hands feathers the eyes stain -glassed hues   Prayer As a shawl falls

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Life
Seema Marzook

Stars of splendor

The hearts of those shining bright Find peace and hope viewing the sunshine On the most graceful beast’s streaming hair Celebrating the beauty of the

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Feelings
Hamam AZ

The line

I went to the waters, Salty myself, Saw a line, Between the seas and heavens, And thought to myself- Maybe, maybe That is where we

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Life
Allison Grayhurst

Choosing

To trade these hands For a house in the forest, landed On a hill above any risk of flood, but near A flowing stream,  

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