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I’m in Love With The Wind!

Elizabeth Vincent Koshy·October 4, 2023

I’m in Love With The Wind! written by: Dr. Elizabeth V. Koshy My blue-green waters are one...

Poetry English

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Memoirs of a Green Skiff

David L Painter·September 27, 2023

Memoirs of a Green Skiff written by: David L Painter It was only a skiff, just a...

English Literature

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Timelessness

Hend Hamed Ezzeldin·September 12, 2023

Timelessness written by: Hend Hamed Ezzeldin @hendhamed84 Immerse in nihilism, sink into non-existence, enjoy annihilation. I want...

English Poetry

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Folded Wings

Bipul Banerjee ('Dusk')·August 19, 2023

Folded Wings written by: Bipul Banerjee With folded wings, I sit in timidity In a cage with...

English Poetry

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Labyrinth

Obongofon Etuk·August 7, 2023

Labyrinth written by: Obongofon Etuk @Bard_Of_Uyo In recent years my step is hushed, a whispered tread, Through...

Poetry English

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Self-love Paints

Maria Teresa Pratico-Swanson·July 25, 2023

Self-love Paints written by: Maria Teresa Pratico-Swanson @pratico_teresa Love grows with the more attention it is shown...

Poetry English

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The Pain of Water

Paul Oranye Chukwunedum·July 20, 2023

The Pain of Water written by: Paul Oranye Chukwunedum @pauloranye The pain of water The sadness of...

Poetry English

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Unrequited Infatuation

Lee Montgomery-Hughes·July 7, 2023

Unrequited Infatuation written by: Lee Montgomery-Hughes @Enscriptor Sing to me songs of death and sorrow That I...

Poetry English

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Black Girl Magic Standing Tall

Sydney Chandler·June 6, 2023

Black Girl Standing Tall written by: Sydney Chandler @syds180turn In a world so vast, colorful, and bright,...

Poetry English

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Mosaics

TheHumanAnvil·April 6, 2023

Mosaics written by: TheHumanAnvil I wish to speak with myself The conversation Neither a monologue nor a...

Poetry English

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I See My Soul

JahArt Kushite·March 28, 2023

I See My Soul written by: JahArt Kushite I visited my soul at its secret abode And...

Poetry English

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Women, Be Free, poetry by Akleyiaha Renaud at Spillwords.com

Woman, Be Free

Akleyiaha Renaud·March 27, 2023

Woman, Be Free written by: Akleyiaha Renaud A woman waxing and waning without repercussion asking of no...

Poetry English

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Bind Your Tears

Brad Osborne·February 8, 2023

Bind Your Tears written by: Brad Osborne Do not cry for me, dear friend Let not sorrow...

Poetry English

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Happy Moon

Eileen Clark·January 16, 2023

Happy Moon written by: Eileen Clark @DiixieLove I was kinda sad and low when I went to...

English Poetry

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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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