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…
It’s me
Writer(s): Carlos Ponce-Melendez
Archive | Poems
The Dogs Bark
The Dogs Bark by Rakib Boby While i go to sleep i thought why rain fall in the midnight burning the neighbors light still silent still mysterious still i thought why night always dark the dogs bark but silent air
Circle of Eternity
in high regard / I hold him / his excellence emerges / from many places / untold faces of wisdom / deep-rooted in the earth…
Writer(s): Terry a O’Neal
Who Knows of the Wilted Rose
What is to become of me / I wonder as I breathe / Pondering / The hands of time / How swiftly it passes by / Evaporating…
Writer(s): Terry a O’Neal
Platinum City
Ah! With iridescent light of gems of time / The heavenly road you pave! / In the kingdom of stars / I found my home.
Writer(s): Yuan Hongri
Life, Liberty and a Pursuit
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…
Writer(s): Terry a O’Neal
Birds At The Burial
Near the riverbank where we / Buried her, I light a candle…
Writer(s): Natalie Crick
Five Poems, by Yuan Hongri
Last night, gazing at the stars / I saw those countless gems smile / Numberless from my past life / Limitless in the silver kingdom…
Writer(s): Yuan Hongri
Currency
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…
Writer(s): Fred Joiner
Where was god?
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…
Writer(s): Gianluca John Attanasio
Young Love
When you were five / And I was six, / We would hold hands / Just like this…
Writer(s): Natalie Crick
Five untitled poems by Simon Perchik
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…
Writer(s): Simon Perchik
Desert
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…
Writer(s): Gianluca John Attanasio
You look
You look… You look at beauty but you want to ruin it You hate poverty, but you choose to steal You are alone in the jungle of your madness… You listen to the music But you would like to scream You fall asleep in the meadows But you want to burn the trees You are […]
Writer(s): Gianluca John Attanasio
