DREAM
 With a bunch of lost images
 They don't say anything anymore...
 DREAM
 With verses from other times
 May they appear suddenly
 Lights that illuminated
 my times of youth
 DREAM
 In vain; trying to recover
 sparkles that the water crystallized
 in scattered reflections..
 DREAM
 With a diluted history
 in the air
 with similar gesture
  to the absence
 DREAM
 With a swan with blue feathers
 An unchained elephant
 A jungle full of fruits
 Before the extermination comes.
 DREAM
  With a place for voices
  old
 who fled behind the walls
 DREAM
 With lovers
 they invent poems with life
 DREAM
 Detached from the cluster of clumsiness
 ESCAPE
 Of the shadows and everything
 what doesn't taste like tenderness
 DREAM
 With eager eyes
 Astonished
 The only ones with whom you will read these verses

 

We Need Not Speak

As you hold me close in your warm embrace
I feel like we will melt into one as our hearts beat together.
We need not speak.. 
Our unsteady breaths speak for us 
They are as pleasing as any love poem ever passionately uttered
My love for you will show in my eyes and in my touch 
I slowly drench your heart's barren ground 
Whenever you reach for me, I will be right there.. 

I will always come to you, and there will never be
any doubt that you are alive inside... ❤ 




Love is our Song

Love as we know it, is like a prayer,
and music is what fills our souls with life
It flows from my breath like a gentle breeze,
and I see you come alive with each new song
When our souls met, you gave up your heart
You sacrificed your life for both of us as a whole
You name became mine and mine became yours
Burning in our love was our destination foretold
and the many memories are as many as the stars
We have spent many nights just remembering them all
And our love will be forever eternal.. 

I see it in your eyes.  ❤ 



A Flame Between Us

Like a match, you started a flame between us
I've always understood my place in your life
And remembered when and how it all started
Look no further than right in front of you
because that is where you will find my smile
It's never changed, and has always been for you
My light glows around you like a flame of life
If  you hear my voice, follow the sound
I will light the way to where you will find me
and the dark will no longer surround you
For this flame will light our path together. 




Kristy Raines was born in Oakland California in The United States of America and is a poet, writer, author and humanitarian/advocate.
She has five books getting ready to publish soon, one with a prominent Poet from India  which will launch hopefully soon called, "I Cross my Heart from East to West", two fantasy books of her own called, "Rings, Thins and Butterfly Wings" and "Princess and The Lion", and an anthology of poems in English, "The Passion Within Her" and her Autobiography called "My Very Anomalous Life"
Kristy has received many literary awards for her unique style of writing.

Banshee Call 

From those decrepit ruin walls
Hollow cries creep over the moor.
Something wicked, eerily calls
Whining deathly tears of dire lore.
Night breeze, like morbid ice
Hauntingly drifts among the trees.
From yon desolate edifice
Come cries that make blood freeze.
But a grave now; those castle walls,
Naught as her haunting grounds.
And when you hear the Banshee calls; 
Know is how your death sounds.
For few live to tell their tales
Of their acquaintance with cries at night.
For when the Banshee wails
Nigh never do they greet dawn's light.
Then when one hears the Banshee's call
A wretched soul is destined to fall.

Inner Torment

Lost in misery my soul burns.
It sleeps but sorrow always returns.
If of a memory's cost 
Or in Limbo where hope is lost. 
This hell will not yield.
There is no mercy upon this battlefield.
Only footprints left by death. 
Only tears that strangle one's breath.
Dark requiem in fading light 
Sorrow awakens with the night. 
Abominations from my inner torment
Rising in a horrid ascent.

From South-Western Michigan, Jerry Langdon has lived in Germany since the early 90's. He is an artist and poet. His works bathe in a darker side of emotion and fantasy. He has released five books of Poetry titled "Temperate Darkness an Behind the Twilight Veil", “Death and other cold things” “Rollercoaster Heart” and “Frosted Dreams” Jerry is also the editor and publisher of the literary magazine Raven Cage Zine poetry and prose. His poetic inspirations are derived from poets such as Edgar Allen Poe, Robert Frost and Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. As well as from various rock bands. His apparently twisted mind, twists and intertwines fantasy with reality.

Moonset

Moonset; dawn dawning
On a silent world; no birds 
Sing in the stillness reigning. 
The wind has closed its mouth
On the tremulous leaves of trees 
Marching across the horizon. 
Moonset; the flowers sleep 
In their silent fragrance, deep 
In the disappearing shadows 
As silver darkness dawning daylight
Reclaims a yawning world, with 
Golden rims in the eastern sky. 
Moonset; golden sun rising 
Greeting a new day; new dreams 
Form as the fading tranquility 
Of the night slips into oblivion. 
The sweetness of night’s beauty 
Softly steals into the gold of day.


For the Long Ago
 
Loving you for the long ago. 
Being with you; forever courting 
Your impeccable character; 
Your intrinsic manner; classic 
Silhouette; perfect form; your 
Incomparable beauty, your 
Mystic capacity for creating 
Memories while showing 
Your undying love for me; 
Loving me each day; each year; 
With a love that never ceases 
But goes on, for the long ago.

Annie Johnson is 84 years old. She is Shawnee Native American. She has published two, six hundred-page novels and six books of poetry. Annie has won several poetry awards from world poetry organizations including; World Union of Poets; she is a member of World Nations Writers Union; has received the World Institute for Peace award; the World Laureate of Literature from World Nations Writers Union and The William Shakespeare Poetry Award. She received a Certificate and Medal in recognition of the highest literature from International Literary Union for the year 2020, from Ayad Al Baldawi, President of the International Literary Union. She has three children, two grandchildren, and two sons-in-law. Annie played a flute in the Butler University Symphony. She still plays her flute.

Wake Up World

Gone is the spring 
where hope does mold
Gone is the summer 
with passion bold
Gone is the autumn 
of affections are told
Now is winter 
so selfish and love cold
Shiver and freeze 
with indifference, world
To darkness 
our souls have been sold
Where fire burns
greed and hatred wars foretold.


Goals

Each traveler has own goal
To be a diamond, remain as coal
Or be in between, a crystal soul
Judge not for each one as a role
My goal is not yours, yours is not mine
Accept each other's role, all will be fine
I can drink coffee, enjoy your wine
Deaf to threats and endless whine
Choose your path, I have found my nest
Don't begrudge me of well deserved rest
Life is short, I have chosen my test
I journeyed East, you now travel West
We may for a time have to separate 
Do not be sad, do not feel desperate 
Love is not measured by one opened gate
Spirits remain as one, whatever be Fate


Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa was born January 14, 1965, in Manila Philippines. She has worked as a retired Language Instructor, interpreter, caregiver, secretary, product promotion employee, and private therapeutic masseur. Her works have been published as poems and short story anthologies in several language translations for e-magazines, monthly magazines, and books; poems for cause anthologies in a Zimbabwean newspaper; a feature article in a Philippine newspaper; and had her works posted on different poetry web and blog sites. She has been writing poems since childhood but started on Facebook only in 2014. For her, Poetry is life and life is poetry. 

Lilian Kunimasa considers herself a student/teacher with the duty to learn, inspire, guide, and motivate others to contribute to changing what is seen as normal into a better world than when she steps into it. She has always considered life as an endless journey, searching for new goals, and challenges and how she can in small ways make a difference in every path she takes. She sees humanity as one family where each one must support the other and considers poets as a voice for Truth in pursuit of Equality and proper Stewardship of nature despite the hindrances of distorted information and traditions.

I was always myself... 

In the life 
I have been many things 
I was a complicated daughter 
For parents and family 
half a century ago 
When I spoke I didn't shut up 
When I defended myself
The consequences didn't matter.
I grew up and was a wife, mother, grandmother, teacher 
Injustices have always moved me.
I decided to be a lighthouse and open the range of possibilities. 
Of equality between the brothers of the world.

Mirta Liliana Ramírez has been a poet and writer since she was 12 years old. She has been a Cultural Manager for more than 35 years. Creator and Director of the Groups of Writers and Artists: Together for the Letters, Artescritores, MultiArt, JPL world youth, Together for the letters Uzbekistan 1 and 2. She firmly defends that culture is the key to unite all the countries of the world. She works only with his own, free and integrating projects at a world cultural level. She has created the Cultural Movement with Rastrillaje Cultural and Forming the New Cultural Belts at the local level and also from Argentina to the world.

The Leaves

The Leaves
Life is a leaf of a tree
Green or dry - blowing up and down
On the soil or water
Life sketches life
As the leaves flutter on
The heart charmed with
The age takes it up all - the leafy body
And falling down on bed rests in the grave
Life smiles on life in spring
All seem to be colorful and green
On the other hand
The scattering leaves under the feet
Getting mixed with the soil in the sun and rain
Though they glitter with the bright color of brown and pink.

Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh,
25 February, 2024
 

Md. Mahbubul Alam is from Bangladesh. His writer name is Mahbub John in Bangladesh. He is a Senior Teacher (English) of Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh. Chapainawabganj is a district town of Bangladesh. He is an MA in English Literature from Rajshahi College under National University. He has published three books of poems in Bangla. He writes mainly poems but other branches of literature such as prose, article, essay etc. also have been published in national and local newspapers, magazines, little magazines. He has achieved three times Best Teacher Certificate and Crest in National Education Week in the District Wise Competition in Chapainawabganj District. He has gained many literary awards from home and abroad. His English writings have been being published in an International Online Magazine - Synchronized Chaos from America for seven years.