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A Love Letter

Kate Blake·August 10, 2020

A Love Letter written by: Kate Blake Dear Hearts, This is an open letter just to let...

Poetry English

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The Covid Affair

Caroline Gauld·June 12, 2020

The Covid Affair written by: Caroline Gauld Message alert – incoming text. A buzz vibrates right through...

Poetry English

·1 min read

CRED

Steven Fortune·June 6, 2020

CRED written by: Steven Fortune Poets of tomorrow Take heed of the new breed of characters offsprung...

Poetry English

·1 min read

My Heart In A Bottle

Ash Douglas·May 22, 2020

My Heart In A Bottle written by: Ash Douglas @The_PunAsher Like a bottle in a vast ocean… I’m...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Hi Buddy

James Marchiori·April 7, 2020

Hi Buddy written by: James Marchiori @DJames1821 Hi Buddy, long time we haven’t chat. This is not...

Poetry English

·1 min read

The Message of The Columbine

Max Carlson·March 5, 2020

The Message of The Columbine written by: Max Carlson From nature’s rawness and rock it takes root,...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Friends

Jim Bates·January 23, 2020

Friends written by: Jim Bates Dave was sprawled on the couch watching the evening news when an...

Literature English

·7 mins read

Lines

Becca Lotus·January 1, 2020

Lines written by: Becca Lotus Reading behind the lines today. I’ll do the work. I’ll read it...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Christmas Movies

Roger Turner·December 20, 2019

Christmas Movies written by: Roger Turner @titansdad I love to sit in comfort At home watching TV...

Christmas English Poetry

·1 min read

Christmas Love

Dirk Sandarupa·December 19, 2019

Christmas Love written by: Dirk Sandarupa @ds4nd Everyone loves when Christmas is coming. The preparation, the decoration,...

Poetry Christmas English

·1 min read

The Messenger In Dream

Pranab Ghosh·October 30, 2019

The Messenger In Dream written by: Pranab Ghosh @gpranab2012 She woke me up with her sobs. She had...

Halloween Poetry English

·2 mins read

Please Forgive Us

Don Knowles·October 26, 2019

Please Forgive Us written by: Don Knowles @DonKnowles3 Please forgive us There in the future If you’re...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Sugie, When You Coming to get that Turkey?

Louis Gallo·September 25, 2019

Sugie, When You Coming to get that Turkey? written by: Louis Gallo SUGIE, WHEN YOU COMING TO...

Poetry English

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A Way To Convey

Aurora Kastanias·September 6, 2019

A Way To Convey written by: Aurora Kastanias I would like to find a way, to convey...

Poetry English

·1 min read

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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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