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Fallen Engel·May 3, 2019

Mephisto written by: Fallen Engel @BlackEngel3 Mephisto is knocking at my door, speaking to me in colors...

Poetry English

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Lancelot’s Lament

LadyLily·March 13, 2019

Lancelot’s Lament written by: LadyLily @AFairymary Thou purest, deepest heart, death summons us to part. Sulphur pollen,...

English Poetry

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My Bohemian Love Affair

Asad Mian·February 17, 2019

My Bohemian Love Affair written by: Asad Mian @amian74 “Is this the real life? Is this just...

Article English

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Home Alone

Gabrielle Schenkelberg·January 2, 2019

Home Alone written by: Gabrielle Schenkelberg last night I shut all of the curtains took off all...

English Poetry

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Greenwood Spirit

LadyLily·September 20, 2018

Greenwood Spirit written by: LadyLily @AFairymary Born of the Netherworld I skim over hazy curtained platinum pools...

English Poetry

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Queen

Nylese Levin·September 1, 2018

Queen written by: Nylese Levin I remember when I was the Queen And people bowed down to...

English Poetry

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The Queen

Robyn MacKinnon·August 19, 2018

The Queen found poetry written by: Robyn MacKinnon @art_rat on The Queen of Soul a song that...

Poetry English Robyn Finds Poetry Robyn MacKinnon

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Freya, Queen of Spring

LadyLily·June 18, 2018

Freya, Queen of Spring written by: LadyLily @AFairymary Anthea, Goddess of flowers, crowns Freya, the honourable Queen...

Poetry English

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The King is Dead! Long Live the Queen!

Luiz Syphre·March 1, 2018

The King is Dead! Long Live the Queen! written by: Luiz Syphre @poetandkids Surrounded by a sea...

Literature English

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THE QUEEN’S GOLD CROWN

Anahit Arustamyan·January 27, 2017

THE QUEEN’S GOLD CROWN written by: Anahit Arustamyan @anonarnune20141 The sun is a gold crown. I always...

English Poetry

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Coffee

odonko-ba·September 13, 2016

Coffee written by: odonko-ba @odonkoba She came as a breath of fresh air As beautiful as Morning...

English

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She Walks Among Stars

odonko-ba·August 12, 2016

She Walks Among Stars written by: Odonko-ba @odonokoba She walks among stars As gods Bathed in blood...

English

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Sweet Honey Bee

Anne G·August 29, 2015

Sweet Honey Bee Poetry by Anne G Genus Apis insect extraordinaire perennial pollinator, sweet honey bee. Imagine a...

Anne G English

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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.

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...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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