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Never Ending Nights

NÜK·February 8, 2024

Never Ending Nights written by: NÜK @NUKnoE Darkness Black Deep Obscure – Formless with the shape of...

Poetry English

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Throes of Love

K. S. Lutso·January 11, 2024

Throes of Love written by: K. S. Lutso @kslutso Oh! Lady Cecilia has better vision Than this...

Poetry English

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The Sins of The Fathers

Tony Covatta·August 5, 2023

The Sins of The Fathers written by: Tony Covatta @TCovatta “Hi Doctor! Thanks for attending our diversity...

Literature English

·1 min read

Not Another Dream

Arzu Deniz·July 15, 2023

Not Another Dream written by: Arzu Deniz @denizired How long has it been since I left my...

Poetry English

·1 min read

The Fortune Teller and The Kid

Don Drewniak·June 26, 2023

The Fortune Teller and The Kid written by: Don Drewniak We travel back in time to the...

Literature English

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First Confessional

Ryan J Morgan·March 26, 2023

First Confessional written by: Ryan J Morgan For months we’d been practising this pursuit of penitential perfection....

Literature English

·3 mins read

Mountain of Drama

Sandi Wallace·January 22, 2023

Mountain of Drama written by: Sandi Wallace Early Friday morning, I trod the white line carving the...

English Featured Post Literature

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Drenched City

Tajudeen Muadh·January 11, 2023

Drenched City written by: Tajudeen Muadh @tajudeenmuadh The squabble of the fog Retching this vile word Muddy...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Sins of The Holy

Luiz Syphre·January 9, 2023

Sins of The Holy written by: Luiz Syphre @luizsyphre love above six feet below in mourning doves...

Poetry English

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White Collar Job

Nancy Richy·July 25, 2022

White Collar Job written by: Nancy Richy @shewrites51 Monastic Gregorian chant serenely filled the empty church. Candles...

Literature English

·1 min read

Soulknife

Eric Johnson·June 22, 2022

Soulknife written by: Eric Johnson You find yourself in a cobblestone prison You protest that your arrest...

Poetry English

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Civilization of Humiliation

Nivedita Roy·March 5, 2022

Civilization of Humiliation written by: Nivedita Roy @Roynivi3 Canary sky, when blue is blind I turn my face...

English Poetry

·1 min read

Hideaway

Annalyn Neo Celeste·January 8, 2022

Hideaway written by: Annalyn Neo Celeste @LadyTraderrr From a far-flung corner Pristine beauty lies beneath Salty kisses...

Poetry English

·1 min read

Memories of A Gravel Road

James Dennis Casey IV·January 3, 2022

Memories of A Gravel Road written by: James Dennis Casey IV @LouisianaJames I remember Chief running behind...

Poetry 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.

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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