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It's getting serious! One night goes, another comes and I remain here with my eyes open at a time when they are supposed to be closed. But they aren’t! I hear snores of the world and feel so poor… so poor and so devoid… devoid of sleep. Well, people call it insomnia.
From “Poetry” to “Poet” by Ayan Dawn Now I am far away from you drowning in the nectar...
Open the eyes of your soul / and you will encounter your many souls / In timelessness, as if the sun and moon never set or rise / The world is only a book, phantom-like / The soul an invisible muse / Before the words were born, you were a giant / From the kingdom of gold who know not yourself.
As a tribute to all the people who suffers this terrible illness, and to all the people who have a love one suffering Alzheimer's.
Treading on limestone and slime, / tangles of seaweeds, up hill from / black sand-banks and pebbles, with / the pace of hunter on the bear path…
If you see the Sky / you’ll find your lullaby / Those are your bones, / travelling in the Universe / If you talk to the Sky / you’ll get your gold desire... / Nobody can / go back to their old life...
Time… I would like to have more time / To repair the branches I have broken. / To make those eyes that now cry… To make them bright, with joy…
It hurts to be in love / We don’t choose the creature we fall in love with / a combination of chemical in our body / tell us who is irresistible to us…
in high regard / I hold him / his excellence emerges / from many places / untold faces of wisdom / deep-rooted in the earth…
A.bsurd is tan. City of dreams and words by Alexander Chernavskiy Under the still clouds, the wind blows...
What is to become of me / I wonder as I breathe / Pondering / The hands of time / How swiftly it passes by / Evaporating…
Ah! With iridescent light of gems of time / The heavenly road you pave! / In the kingdom of stars / I found my home.
Near the riverbank where we / Buried her, I light a candle / And wait, patient as a hunter / Detecting what the beast will do / In the next moment…
Last night, gazing at the stars / I saw those countless gems smile / Numberless from my past life / Limitless in the silver kingdom…
Do You know what it’s like to be overwhelmed by fear? Total kind. The kind I felt when they opened the cell. You’re entering and there is this little bulb…
Currency / a pocket can sometimes be : a kind of prison, / I have never lived in / a cash economy where the bill / fold unfolds to find someone / creased in the middle, / but perhaps credit moves…
Where were god? Where was god while your inner world was falling apart? Where was god while the events of life drained your energy and…
They have no second thoughts / and still your footprints / inch by inch, gradually / made whole the way this shovel / lost its taste for dirt / carries in only snowfall…
Desert… / If you’re looking for yourself / The shadows of your ancestors / Will lead you up to the light / Desert... / Draw a big wheel of stones / Let the sun caress your shoulders…
Morning Melody and other poems by Changming Yuan You might have stayed up All night, clicking at every...
Five poems by Simon Perchik * A click and its likeness can't change, curled the way rain yellows...
School Days, by Himanshu Attri Glimpses of our past the day we entered school it seemed not so...
The collection of photos you can see here covers a broad spectrum of tastes, concerns and outlooks, which may at first sight seem irrelevant. Yet, sorting and carefully comparing the pictures will reveal a common perspective shared between the photographers of these collections. Perhaps a short introduction to Iran’s History, Geography and Social situation …
Natalie Crick “I have found delight in writing throughout my life and first began to write when I...
