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Write when no one sees, write when no one reads, because one day those words you wrote will be the light  for those that are lost, will be the drops of hope for those who have lost it all.  Dear poet write today live tomorrow and be a reference the day after tomorrow.  Dear poetContinue reading “Dear Poet (Adriana Rocha)”

Trying times and struggles were part and parcel of my life. But being an ardent devotee of God, I could overcome those painful ordeals and trials with God’s blessings. I would like to share a few unforgettable incidents from the pages of my book of life. As a small kid of two and a halfContinue reading “FROM THE PAGES OF THE BOOK OF MY LIFE [ Dr (Major) Nalini Janardhanan ]”

She’s guarded by the angels, She’s guided by the stars, She finds her true home in the abode of Mother Nature; Her heart is soft place which encases a strength they don’t see, but feel! Amidst the noises of the harsh world which ask to toughen-up, She feels free as she looks up at herContinue reading “Reclaiming Femininity (Kirti Changlani)”

There were about two weeks for Christmas. Nimal, his wife, Kamani and their youngest child, Mithun were getting ready for Christmas. They all were cleaning the entire house. Everyone was busy like bees, arranging the rooms, sweeping the yard, removing the cobwebs. “Did son call? When is he coming?” Nimal raised his voice and askedContinue reading “The Greatest Christmas Gift (Navoda Dissanayake)”

You and I. We. We. The People. The people on the Earth. The Earth is round. Round is its shape.  But. But what’s our shape? Shapes.That’s what I see when I look around. That’s what reflects into my eyes. As I look into the mirror to find asymmetry, I look around to find perfect symmetricalContinue reading “Shape Of Me (Trishla Pal)”

Crimson was her color, silk her cape, Cream was her texture, glass her shape, Sparkling were the eyes, smooth furs she did drape, Injured was her soul, but all she did was escape. Heels were her battle, blisters her foe, Fabrics were the needles, a garb did she sow, Glitter was her clutch, there sheContinue reading “Society’s Gaze (Lata)”

“ The wonderful thing about the eye is that it reflects… The eyes are the window to the soul” For this to begin you need a little bit of silence… And breeze, and trees and trees… Something has to come out of you so yes, to see this clearly you need to look with closedContinue reading “EAVES AND A BUTTERFLY OF RAINBOWS (Okolo Chinua)”

Withstanding every pain, like a raging sea,
My love for thee is a strong rock.

Ever since I was a little girl, I feared crossing streets alone I feared walking the other side without someone holding my hand I used to wait for someone else to walk that same path and shyly follow them One such day, I saw a young girl, Just like me she’d fear walking the otherContinue reading “The Little Angel (Kirti Changlani)”

His hairs are wavy gray threads, His hairs are wavy gray threads, his eyes are two brown crystals, his nose is a sculpture  made by his ancestors, her lips are succulent edges, his face is that of a 55 year old man. The speed of the decades has changed his features, but it has notContinue reading “He is Art (Adriana Rocha)”