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The Land of Poets

Pragya Singh·April 20, 2021

The Land of Poets written by: Pragya Singh Lilac skies above are soaked in liquid madness. Sombre...

Poetry English

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Wanderlust to Assam

Deepika Singh·April 15, 2021

Wanderlust to Assam written by: Deepika Singh @Deepika50563802 Life in Assam is like a holiday, Serene and...

English Poetry

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Nabao

Stanley Wilkin·March 4, 2021

Nabao written by: Stanley Wilkin @catalhuyuk The Nabao river travels fast through Tomar Leaping over concrete weirs...

The Boy Who Never Wanted To Shovel Snow

David C Russell·February 1, 2021

The Boy Who Never Wanted To Shovel Snow written by: David C Russell Andy is an eleven-year-old...

Literature English

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My Promised Meridian

Rosa Jamali·January 27, 2021

My Promised Meridian written by: Rosa Jamali @JamaliRosa Could you possibly find the name of the City...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Don’t Rain Tears Mama Liberia

William Tubman·January 22, 2021

Don’t Rain Tears Mama Liberia written by: William Tubman Although we are being strangulated by our leader...

Poetry English

·1 min read

The Heaven I Crave

Ogu Chukwuebuka Kizito·October 5, 2020

The Heaven I Crave written by: Ogu Chukwuebuka Kizito If only this picture is a reflection of...

Poetry English

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Arid Land

Maria Dulce Leitao Reis·August 5, 2020

Arid Land written by: Maria Dulce Leitão Reis Life is screwed Things are done with love And...

English Poetry

·1 min read

I Write To You With Sadness

Anwer Ghani·July 16, 2020

I Write To You With Sadness written by: Anwer Ghani I am just a sad rock on...

Poetry English

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The Indigenous Stranger

Mounia Mnouer·April 21, 2020

The Indigenous Stranger written by: Mounia Mnouer When you want to breathe, but can’t find your breath...

English Poetry

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Campania Felix

Francesco Abate·March 15, 2020

Campania Felix written by: Francesco Abate @FrancescoAbate3 C’era una volta la terra del Sole che timido la...

International Italian Poetry

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Under This Puzzling Land

Jayanta Bhaumik·January 14, 2020

Under This Puzzling Land written by: Jayanta Bhaumik @BhaumikJayanta I sit upon this redolent land A secret...

English Poetry

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Are We Good Enough?

John Lane·November 11, 2019

Are We Good Enough? written by: John Lane We crawl on our knees to access our white...

English Poetry

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I Ask The Sun

Dinka Bednjacic·November 8, 2019

I Ask The Sun written by: Dinka Bednjacic And I ask the spring sun to linger on...

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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