Dreams of Endless Summer
 
Oh, sacred day, born on the breath of morning; 
Rising from the mist of wonder, dawning 
Over dusty roads of wayward spirits 
Dancing endlessly through the golden wheat; 
Waltzing past the green glades of childhood 
And the green caravan of trees marching 
Endlessly across the distant horizon. 
Bring to me the sounds of thunder; 
Raindrops dancing on the tin-roof of time; 
The sigh of thirsty flowers, dressed 
In rainbows arching across the sky. 
Oh, sacred day, born of beauty, ever 
My delight, knee-deep in the memory 
Of endless summer days fled forever 
On the sun-tanned legs of yesterday. 



The Night Waits for Me 

The night waits for me 
In the wanton glow of starlight. 
It waits for me to walk 
Beneath the moonbeams 
In the shallow wake of wonder 
On the trail of hopeful dreams. 
Chaste are the waves of yearning 
Washing over ripe innocence 
Locked inside the soul of love. 
Free the midnight shadows 
To walk the endless corridors 
Leading to the soul’s awareness 
Of its own delight and need. 
Awaken the glow of love 
To live in the midnight air 
Heavy as the dew-fall - 
Light as the scent of flowers 
Carried on the breath of Spring. 
Oh, how the night waits for me, 
Caressing the secret longings 
Only dreams can ever fill 
And patience ever taste. 
Each breathless sigh worships 
hand-holding darkness 
And the hearts sweet reverie. 
The stars gaze down at me; 
The moon kisses my bare feet; 
The night writes love poetry 
On the walls of my tender soul. 
The night waits for me - 
Dressed up in starry finery. 


OH LET IT BE FOREVER MORNING 

Oh, let it be forever morning 
Forever dawn with light just breaking 
Over some distant darkened hill - 
Forever silky leaves bathed in new-born gold 
And silver-throated Thrushes calling In dew-sparkled piety 
From swimming reverence high 
Atop the minaret of morning; 
Misty, flowing notes 
Calling the faithful To prayer. 

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.

My Motherland

Motherland is our born land. It give us love . A mother takes care of her children like that, similarly motherland places us in her bosom . Motherland is a place where we took breath and learn to speak and walk. My mother land name is Bangladesh. It is a south Asia country. It has become independent in 1971by the supreme sacrifice of our freedom fighters. It's population is about 180 million the Muslims, the Hindus, the Buddhists, the Christians live here in peace. Most of the people are Muslims here. It has many rivers. There are Padma, Meghna, Jamuna, Karnafuli, Brumbhaoputra etc . It has many model mosques. 

My mother land is a small country and beautiful country. There are attractive places of our country such as the Sundarbans Rangamati, Cox's Bazar, Kuakata etc. There are some historical places in my mother land: Paharpur, Buddha Bihar and Shat Gombuj Mosque at Bagerhat, Mohasthangar etc. The soil of our country is very fertile. The name of some main fruits are mango, banana, jackfruit, guava, pineapple, watermelon, etc. My mother land has 64 districts and 8th divisions. Bangladesh is peaceful because  Militancy is very rare in my mother land. Good law is established in my mother land. I love my mother land. I AM very proud of my mother land.      
                                                         
Md. Tasirul Islam is a student of grade 9 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.

My soul will find peace, if I go home...

A reminder of a place of worship,
When I'm tired, sometimes I faint,
These fatigues will make me miserable one day,
My soul will find peace, if I go home...

The angel of my heart lives in my house,
If I burn like Ali in love,
Fatima sits quietly like my mother,
My soul finds peace when I go home.

My heart is comforted,
If I avoid bad things and be content with everything,
My shoulder to shoulder life partner,
My soul finds peace when I go home.

My family cries for peace
If I pray for you in Sajdah,
If I come late, his mother is waiting for him,
My soul will find peace, if I go home ....


Adiba Pardabayeva
City of Termiz, Republic of Uzbekistan

Pardaboyeva Adiba Shuxrat kizi

Nukus State Pedagogical Institute, Faculty of Uzbek Language and Literature, 1st- year student, member of the scientific girls’ community “Kizlarjon” and the participant of the “Unity forum”

Pardabayeva Adiba Shukhrat qizi born on September 4, 2003,  in the family of a businessman, lives in  A. Nabiyev street, Khojango MFY, Angor district, Surkhondarya region.

In 2010, she was admitted to the 1st grade at the  primary school N3, situated in the  district of Angor Surkhandarya region.  She Actively participated as a screenwriter and presenter in the cultural and educational events held during the study period and  became an example to her peers as she was active in public affairs.At school she differentiated from other pupils with her hardworking, care for books as well as her talent in various other fields.
2017, she took part in the district stage of the “Knowledge Competition”  in the subject of the french language.  In 2019, she graduated from the school with excellent marks.

That year, she was admitted to the academic lyceum of the Termez state university in the field of social and humanitarian sciences.
As a result, she mastered history, English, mother tongue and literature with excellent markes. During her studies, she was active in various activities, public affairs and became the winner of many competitions held at the lyceum
For example:

The winner of the nomination “The most talented student”,

The winner of the “Highly Spiritual Generation” essay writing contest.

– took the 1st place in the “Orasta girls” audition contest (2020).Winner of the “Most Talented Student” nomination,

– The winner of the “Highly Spiritual Generation” essay writing competition,

– took the proud 1st place in the “Orasta girls” audition contest (2020).

In 2020, she finished college honorably and  was awarded with the diploma of Terdu Academic Lyceum. Additionally, Sh is also the owner of internationally acknowledged awards such as
The Certificate of THE UNIVERSITY OF EDINBURGH, LEARNING FOR SUSTAINABILITY SCOTLAND AND BRITISH COUNCIL,
Organizational member of Quality council India- QCI NATIONAL HUMAN RIGHTS AND HUMANITARIAN FEDERATION of India.

For being thirst for knowledge,
she never stopped working on herself and tried to strengthen her knowledge constantly,
Moreover
She became  the member of many forums and won the heart of alotof teachers as a young girl who is willing to get more and more knowledge. She actively participated in different conferences, trainings, and events organized by the writers’ association and attracted their attention with her skills.
In 2019-2020, she studied at TerDu Academic Lyceum in Termiz. In 2021, she graduated from the “Yosh Jumalists School” in Tashkent. Adiba actively took part in more than 80 district and regional contests and forums. Her first book was published in the 9th grade under the name of  “Kongil Gunchalari”. Her poems are included in the poetry collection “Sparks of Hope. Her poems were published and still being published  in the press and newspapers. She was a reporter and presenter in several TV shows. To make a count her achievements, there is no way bu to stop to pay attention to the  following:
Adiba Rainbow stars”-2017,
“Captain of the year”
The most active captain”,
“The best reader”,  the awarder of  the 1st degree diploma in essay writing in the competition so called: “We are against oppression”.
Her poems were well appreciated by the philologists of the Republic, and she won the “Two Great Figures” competition. She has achieved a number of achievements in the field of creativity. In 2021, she was awarded with a certificate by Amirkhan Umarov. She is a participant of the  Unity forum. Currently, she is a student of the Uzbek language and literature department of the pedagogical Institute of Nukus  she is a  natural learner and exemplary gir.
Her aspirations and interests are very high. From a very young age, her  interest in poetry began.
In the near future, Adiba’s next collection is expected to be released in cooperation with the Double Wing Foundation of the Republic of Kazakhstan.
In the future, A capable and knowledgeable Adiba has a desire to learn the Turkish and English languages.
Her dream is to study abroad on a grand basis and become the  winner of the state award named after Zulfiya. We wish our young poetess good luck in her future dreams and goals.

Pardabayeva Adiba is pure, loyal to the ideas of the national ideology, embodies a high sense of patriotism, philanthropy, self- sacrifice and hard work on the basis of national spirituality.
She is a real Uzbek girl whom we might recognize as an example to others proudly and as a young exemplary girl who can do her favor  to help flourishing her motherland.

LIFE'S FOUNDATION HAS BEEN SET

Life's foundation has been set
Maybe not to nature's best
Little or no was our rest
During the building's crest

It was beyond the edifice
Far above decrees
Engulfed in past experiences
Sought to reflect them in peace

Rain came, wind blew
Storm wave, rain dew
Fell on the base anew
No effect we beforehand knew

For we need not struggle
On how to solve the puzzle of life's dazzle
The foundation got that to tackle

Atavistic memories

I riffle underneath the image of a child counting 5 on her palms,
I want to exhale the alternative of a dark desire.
In the telescope-
I see the stars in dark_black shades up-down.
My desire is to clutch you in my arms and watch the white board with images of relics,
Elicpse of reaching heaven.

Am in the 5th
& I still wander in the shadows of dark paintings,
I see images of waking wounds with a girl standing on her feet.

I was told in the 7th heaven,
The eclipse-relics of every song that begins with letters""
Morphs into the image of a black girl surrounded by white skins with tattoos of heaven.



Michelle Adegboro is 14yrs old, a poet, short story writer and essayist. She is a lover of art who believes she can make waves and an impact in the world through her voice, words and works. She is a member of hcaf Abuja.

I Need A Lover


When you give me that Yes, 
I approve of your fragrance look,
that flash tilted stare you so carefully hid 
from others, you gave me the courage 
to send you a drink. I wasn't ready to give up  
and go home alone. 

For years you gifted me snippets 
of myself, happiness I will always remember. 
Even when I forget your last and first name
those pictures won't vanish. 

Driving you home on those treacherous
Puerto Rican mountains was like discovering
a stolen Van Gogh, a universe of revolutionary
starry nights and wild irises. A place
where nothing and no one could touch us. 

It had to end. I wasn't ready to settle, 
and you insisted on hiding
from macho eyes and their complaints. 

But what the hell, it wasn't all a waste. 
There was a lot of good sex and beer.


 

Photographs

I keep getting ass pics 
when what I want to see 
are you and me old together
like stale breadcrumbs

I gaze at the man 
I'm with, my summer 
climb, nothing to stop us 
from trailblazing joy

We listen to a song 
from Camila, 
caliente, caliente 
frío y caliente 
Hot, hot, cold & hot

The beach & the daiquiris 
are amazing


 


The Myth of a Piece of Paper 


I never married but yes, 
I'm divorced. Same-sex marriages 
were not allowed in my time. 
My Lord the Moon painted lust 
on my face three times. 

Mr. Moon knows 
I cannot manage tempests 
on my own. He sends 
them to Her Majesty the Sun 
who then lights up my thirst-filled 
lips with fire & water.  

In the garden of faith 
& trouble all of us tread 
uncertain of the hazards 
lust might avail.  No 
celebration, naive beliefs 
blown away. A mixture 
of dirt, wind, & rain.

moon's glint
the sun above 
my ghost

 
The Stillness of the Moment


It's time for lunar silent men 
to strike a pose. The ivy covering 
men's eyes must come off.
The hour of kisses covered 
with mud has ended. Dogs scurry,
hide in deep water. 

Sleepwalking cats made of glass 
perched on the tree 
of my remembrance shatter.  
Boys and girls without wings 
or halos vanish.

I sit on a high chair 
wearing crocheted roses like the ones
stretched out on the skin of my  drums.  

Your ghost, clothed in musical silence, 
watching. 

Your conscience, a sore 
that sways through Cocytus 
staring at my face.




Sergio A. Ortiz is a retired Educator, Bilingual-Gay PRican Poet, Human Rights Advocate. Pushcart nominee, Best of the Web, Best of the Net. He took 2nd place in the 2016 Ramón Ataz annual poetry competition, sponsored by Alaire Publishing House.

IT DOESN'T PASS
 
What is attached to the heart does not pass 
Like the seam of a mother's hands that sewed a charm for her son to go to war 
Like a rosebud stuck between blooming and dormancy. 
Nor the sadness of a loyal dog waiting for its owner at the entrance to the city cemetery gate. 
The hunger of a child looking at a bakery window does not go away 
Neither is the pain of separated lovers. 
All the waiting seems to last for centuries. 
Sadness, fear and suffering are magnified when the poor person is left empty-handed at the end of the day. 
And until the longing of the heart is not fulfilled, everything seems to be stuck in a vacuum and does not find a replacement if the goal of the heart is not fulfilled.


Maja Milojković, born in 1975 in Zaječar, Serbia. She lived in Bor, Serbia, and Hillerod, Denmark. Laboratory technician, artist, reviewer. Internationally recognized poet who advocates peace in the world. Activist in the international organization "RRM3, RINASCIMENTO-RENESANSA Millennium III" Together for the Future of Europe - International Peace Organization. Director General: Mr. George Onsi from Egypt and Franca Colozzo from Italy. She regularly publishes her poems in these two leading newspapers Galaxy Poetic Atunis", Belgium "Synchronicity of chaos", California Her poems have been translated into many world languages and many poems are available on You Tube. She is a member of the International Association of Writers and Artists "Gorski Vidici" in Montenegro and a member of the Poetry Club "Area Felix" in Serbia.