Yet I Try

/

…wife croons softly, a song of light from our past

as I play make belief tea party with my daughters.

The elder one had to call me from my work desk twice

before I shut down my laptop. The little one laughs

that uninhibited laugh that us adults lost

a long time ago. The elder one looks

happy as she pours imaginary tea from her little

white pot into the miniature plastic cups, blue,

yellow and blue, that she has arranged in front

of the three players. A couple of minutes ago

I was recording them speak, sing and…

By Rajnish Mishra

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Dead Inside

/

…by the Eyes of the others,

Our mind devoirs our souls,

Slowly sinking,

Seeping,

Breathing,

No more light it fades away,

No more love it falls away,

No more time it ticks away,

No more blood it drains away,

Dead inside but with a smile,

Slowly bleeding words of beauty,

Slowly bleeding poetry,

From a hidden shadow deep within,

Pain courses through my veins,

Killing me slowly,

Killing me inside,

Slowly slinking from the path,

Normality nothing but a robot,

Normality nothing but a plan,

Normality a white sheet with the same marks…


By Marina Vos

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Sewing the Sacred Hymen

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…a notable woman

Might seem like a great caption.

But, it is difficult

To capture how we feel as a woman.

Our existence is questioned

And we often question,

Why our bodies are treated like sacred instruments?

We can't pursue any sexual intentions.

We need to keep our sacred hymen sewed

So as to register ourselves as asexual,

Till we are forced into a legally contractual labour assignment called marriage.

Accredited stereotypes we often cross-question remain unanswered

Like our fantasies,

Which remain undiscovered.

The world is gruesome for Women

Who have participated in making history

Which is yet to be…



By Anupreeta Chatterjee

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Sad Air

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…in the air can you feel it?

Calling your name

Holding your hand

In the night

Waking you up then

Breaking you down

Taking your world

Turning it upside down.

All this depression in the air can you feel it?

Darkness in your mind

No one wants to see

Monsters in the night

Only you can touch

Numbness in your

Heart only you can feel

Broken tears on the inside

Screams running down

Your hollow soul.

All this depression in the air can you feel it?

Pulling at you

Holding the strings?

Slowly breaking apart

Your heart like

Blue flames…

By Marina Vos

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Heartbeat Life

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…sounds, a bleating heart

Throbs slow shallow but rhythmic mellow tone

Beeping geiger counter a faint monotone ticking

Gravitates gathering past emotions of the living

A singular indescript decaying spirit near death

Regaining or losing genuine senses & directions

A heartbeat desiring to pound louder, stronger

Acknowledging each moment as more valuable

An impossible timeless journey venturing alone

Emotionless, trapped in solitude missing beats

Excitement entertains with a fearful frightful leap

Longingly reviving a musical interlude symphony

Resounding harmony amidst a multitude of beats

Exposing a love starved mystical hearts throb

Strengthen veins vessels filled with vibrant life

Warmth swirling profoundly…

By Rose Huy Woolket

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The Golden Goblet

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…your weary body

Drink from my golden goblet

The most delicate and finest of wines

A potion of wild raspberries, bitterness and jeering contempt

Assault the light that dare not shine

It is the elixir of a dispassionate heart

If you possess no fear

Taste the confectionery of sadness call

Where love frightened evades approach

Upon remembrance of the long dark fall

Sip from the golden goblet

Taste the cruel sweetness of pain

Damnation to those who denounce the motive behind the actions

Until the bed of anguish you have lain

But these rare wines have no equal in…

By Tammy M Darby


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Somewhere

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…Rainbows in the Dust. Her hands, sift through the sanded confections, grasping for colored

connections that winded storms have covered in mistrust.

There is no Rain.

There is no Moisture.

There are no drops of wetness.

Only fine microscopic grains, that sit as

lonely

atonement dried by time but she never complains,

She forgives the

forgetness.

(She lives as Technicolor)

Dreaming in a black and white world that spins nothing more than Shades gray.

Her defenses and her senses is her crutch, she tastes the untouched smells the odor of wasted away.

(she sees pure) never can hate can hold her…

By Terry Dailey

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Friend’s Departure

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…has come now,

For an ending, wow.


Your friendship will be no more,

Your absence will make things bore .


Gossips with friends,

Learning new trends.

Talks with us, you did ,

Forever, you are alive in our mind .


It's time to say you goodbye,

Hope you neither weep nor cry .


The time we spent together,

In pleasant and harsh weather.

I remember those days,

Enjoyable past with your's craze.


Hope would fill Our frienship's gap,

In the presence of the wonder whatsapp.

In your presence No one notices how we spent this year,

Wish you prosperous happy journey ahead my…


By Sahaj Sabharwal

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Sustenance

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…have read

my fantasy

and sealed it

with a kiss

Into your eyes,

I gaze, and ask,

How is it

you know this?

You've found my

every sensation

Entrapped

within my soul

In your embrace,

you've claimed them all

My heart's

in your control

You've etched the scent

of endless love

into time's memory

And cast its essence

into my heart

and seen its

tender beauty

You became

the taste of love

Now you're

my nourishment

Having you

as sustenance

is…

By Sharon Cunningham

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