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Understood

Jaylee·July 31, 2024

Understood written by: Jaylee Do you think we’ll ever understand why everything seems to be so… Difficult....

Poetry English

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Heartwork

Christine Piatek·May 21, 2024

Heartwork written by: Christine Piatek Strong-willed women, brave hearts, life force rhythmic and steady with all the...

English Poetry

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I Do Not Care About These Things

Miruna Marin·March 29, 2024

I Do Not Care About These Things written by: Miruna Marin I do not care about these...

English Poetry

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Blessed Are The Poor

Charlie Bottle·November 28, 2023

Blessed are the Poor written by: Charlie Bottle @CharlieBottle Blessed are the Poor! for they know want,...

Poetry English

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Miss Us

Abhishek Punyani·November 24, 2023

Miss Us written by: Abhishek Punyani @abhishekpunyan1 One day when I’m gone you will miss me. One...

English Poetry

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A Fragile Body

Jenny Frye·September 9, 2023

A Fragile Body written by: Jenny Frye With each passing day, a battle I still fight, My...

English Poetry

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Nevermind

Greg Massey·August 12, 2023

Nevermind written by: Greg Massey @PoemCrafter Ah, it’s just a few flowers – Hibiscus petals litter the...

English Poetry

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Girl Friends

Shalini Kathuria Narang·July 30, 2023

Girl Friends written by: Shalini Kathuria Narang @shalinikat To you, my dear friend, With whom I can...

Poetry English

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Who is Taking Care of You?

Troy DeFrates·May 18, 2023

Who is Taking Care of You? written by: Troy DeFrates Taking the time to take care of...

English Poetry

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Once

Laimons Juris G·April 3, 2023

Once written by: Laimons Juris G I am a butterfly who was once a poet Flying across...

Poetry English

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I’m Alone at The Multiplex

John Grey·March 3, 2023

I’m Alone at The Multiplex written by: John Grey I’m sitting in an empty theater. Am I...

Poetry English

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Ex-glass

Carrie Magness Radna·February 16, 2023

Ex-glass written by: Carrie Magness Radna @cmrboxwoodstar1 He broke a glass late tonight— only water & ice...

Poetry English

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Bold Therapy

Dan Provost·February 10, 2023

Bold Therapy (Pincus Form) written by: Dan Provost Blood flows from scars too old for testimony. Cares,...

Poetry English

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Fruit of Knowledge

Marian Dziwisz·February 6, 2023

Fruit of Knowledge written by: Marian Dziwisz -O! Word! Thou art a child of man without a body thou art but a sigh...

English Poetry Polish International

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Sanu Sharma

Sanu Sharma is a Nepali novelist, short story writer, poet and lyricist. She has published several novels and short story collections, and numerous lyrical works. Her prose sheds light on the struggles of women, girls, and marginalized communities, tackling overlooked familial and societal issues, while her poetry and lyrics capture universal emotions. Her short story collection Ekadeshmaa received widespread acclaim and was shortlisted for the prestigious Madan Puraskar in 2018. Several of her novels and stories have been adapted into audio and visual formats, and her ghazals and lyrics have been set to music by various composers and performed by renowned singers.

Precious Moments by Valli Henry-Boldini

...The little blue jay landed on the windowsill just as Frank’s heart skipped another beat. He looked at her delicate colours and the way she flitted back and forth along the white peeling ledge. She reminded him so much of his wife Emily, as she skipped along the white sandy beach all those years ago.

Emily lay asleep on their bed. Frank watched her from his favourite window seat and smiled. Thirty years had passed and she had remained his destiny.

As the bright morning sunlight burst through the top half of the windowpane and landed on her ashen face, its warmth stirred her from her slumber and she extended her thin arm to block out its penetrating rays...

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