I KNOW / Sangeeta Gupta
I know/ you are still holding my hand I feel you in my palm pain looses its intensity I am smiling at myself your kindness twinkles in your eyes In your light I sail through...
Category: Poetry
The Poetry Page / Alessio Zaneli
Who Cares? Anyone who believes exponential growth can go forever in a finite world is either a madman or an economist. ...
The Poetry Page / Donia Gobar
As I Watch Presenter’s power point scans, spans As moments un-peel time And the words, bold and blank, bleed Slipping in ribbons of silence Around dark bodies in gray places, Tongue-tied brick walls,...
The Poetry Page / Pallavi Mishra
No Retakes! “It tricks, it teases It smiles, it ceases It hurts, its insane But they say no pain, no gain It is love, it is compassion It is Jealousy,...
The Poetry Page / Ute Margaret Saine
Water on Water water paints waves of water on water loops of light spread over the gently rolling surface trembling air stirs gentle motions threads of luminous brilliance collect in rainbow colors from a...
The Poetry Page / Laxmi Shanker Bajpai
Those People Those were the people who with tiny boxes filled with fine sugar would go in search of anthills They would scatter seeds on terraces for birds to feed on. They...
This Home of many wonders / Madhup Mohta
Great Joys and little sorrows Yesterdays and tomorrows Shall now be just a memory Of snow, flowers and shadows Of friends that held hands often And loved us, prayed and hoped When we...
Walking Away – Rajesh Kanoi
Walking Away The little things that incense us so, The seemingly big things that make us go From here to there and in circles too Will walk away one day like thieves do… Suddenly,...
Siesta at Charles De Gaulle Airport by Shanita Vichare
Siesta at Charles De Gaulle Airport ! Down The Memory Lane….. ( my flight was delayed ) No hurried spaces, to foot fall I sat; Raising my hopes, for the next flight On Time…”Qui...
TWO-FACED MASK a poem by Adriana Scanferla
Behind the first feature blood is filtered mixed with sweat a consequence of the effort over a mouth twisted by an eager grin hangs an indignant forehead. The other mask is sweet and passionate...
