EPISODES OF NIGHT
Grasshoppers chirp with a loud voice
As if Tashkent is being boiled in bowl.
There, far away, with seductive look
Some prostitutes are smoking cigarette.
Cars are flooding in the magistral
They pause a little without any aim.
From Nexia up to Nissan you may see
Smoke of cigarette is swallowed by fate.
Returning from work, hurrying to home
People are on the road whose shoulders in pain.
They think about sorrows and life problems
However, all their thinking is in vain.
Somewhere an infant is crying nonstop
Maybe he was also abandoned by someone.
Maybe his mother now holding a cup of wine
Sharing her kisses to another man.
Someone is crying and praying for God
Hoping that Almighty will hear his words.
Maybe it is the very day written by his fate
In which all his sins will be forgiven.
Something broke down accidentally
The life of complaint came to its end.
Night, why your embrace is full of sadness?
I thank God that I have reached the dawn.
Sharipova Zuhro Sunnatovna (Zahro Shamsiyya) She was born on April 9, 1969 in the Nurata district of the Navoi region. Her first poem was published in 1985 in the Gulhan magazine. Uzbek publishing houses published works in the journal "Sharq Yulduzi", in the literature and art of Uzbekistan - "Ma'rifat", in various regional and district newspapers. World almanacs in Canada, -2017 in Dubai WBA 2018 "Turkish poets of the world" (Buta 3) 2019, "Muhammad Yusuf izdoshlari" 2017 almanac. She published her book "Ismsiz tuigular."
THE THREAT OF SCIENCE
HI GUYS MY NAME IS FAHIM AND I AM FROM FUTURE ITS ABOUT 2050 YEARS. NOW I WANT TO TELL YOU ABOUT A THREAT THAT COMES IN 2030 BY A STORY.
SO LETS BEGIN.
IT might be 20 February, 2030. The situation is very warming and dangerous here in Bangladesh because suddenly the government of this country made some weird rules like, every citizen under the age of 15 to 50 has to do a 6 month army training. We don’t know why it happens but we can realize something will happen wrong.
A boy named Rajib is also like other student and he is in class nine. His father is a business man and mother is a housewife and he has 2 younger brothers named Rakib and Rony.
By the way Rajib and his friend Taronno, Mossabirul, Asik, Soikot sand Sabkat already completed their army training and they are the first batch from Chapai Nawabganj.
So like every morning, it was normal. Rajib's father went to a business trip and in the morning his mother went to his grand parents' house with his brothers. So Rajib was alone. Like a normal day Rajib went to his coaching and met his friends. The coaching was at 10’0 clock but they all placed to coaching at 9:30. But suddenly they
felt the roads and the city became quiet but they avoid it and started gossiping.
After a few times that was 10:15 but their teacher did not come. Suddenly they could hear some sound of firing bullets but that was normal in that day. They thought that the army training was started in the Government College. But after sometimes They heard some
screaming and that time we took it serious. They send Taronno to check this out. After a moment Taronno ran to our room and lock the door. Our class room is on the 2nd floor.
He was scared and taking breath very quickly. After some time -
ASIK: What happen Taronno?
Mossabirul: why are you so scared?
Taronno: Zombie! Zombie!
Sojol: What is Zombie? Is it the name of your girl friend, ha ha!!
Rajib: Stop Sojol! What is Zombie Taronno?
Taronno: Zombie is a name of a human maid hybrid virus. It can control human brain and make them a animal and a dead man. It can be spread and infected by biting and scrating a normal person.
Sojol: Are you drunk? This is real life, ok?
Taronno? Ok.. so you can check.
At this moment someone was knocking at our door but that time they were careful and trying to see through a crack on the door. They saw two people are wearing army
dresses and they had weapons but they were not looking alive.
Taronno: Zombie! they are Zombie. Do you have any doubt?
Rajib: But what will we do now? We are trapped!!!
Suddenly the Taronno and Sojol started quarrelling between them and because of a push to Sojol, Sojol hit to the door and the door opened!
Rajib: Stay careful!!
The Zombies are trying to bite. But suddenly Asik and Rajib broke two legs of a bench and hit to the 2 Zombies and boom! Zombies were falling to the floor. After searching two Zombies body they got 2 AK-47 and 2 GLOCK-16 and 2 pocket knife.
There are 30 boys and trained boys are around 6 to 10 and we have weapons 6 that was difficult to survive.
They were here for around 4 hours and after 4 hours they decided to escape to new place because they all were feeling thirsty and hungry. They have around 4 round of AK- 47 and 6 round of GLOCK-16 ammo. First Rajib and Asik goes with AK-47 then 20 boys
and Mosabirul and Taronno with GLOCK-16.
The first 5 minutes are normal but after five minutes 10 Zombies attacked on them and the army was imbalanced but Asik and Rajib killed all the Zombie because they were well trained. But the worst part, the 10 Zombies are their teachers of their coaching center.
Some boys were crying for their parents. Suddenly Rajib got a plan and take off all the phones from Zombie bodies. After sometimes they heard something from a room beside the office. Mossabir and Rajib knocked at the door but nothing happened. At that time Asik broke the door to kill the door but they saw their girls batch mate in this room. They are about 20.
So they blocked all the doors and killed all the Zombies that were in the coaching. But the main thing is that how to survive in this situation and who will be the leader of this team because it is impossible to survive without any leader. After doing vote they decided to make Rajib the team leader.
On the other side, the 50 people were hungry and they did not have any food. So they searched and planned that they could get food from the nearest stall but the stall was closed and they have to fight with a army of Zombie. After the fight they had only 2 round and 5 round of bullets and 2 pocket knife. First day they slept without food in the class room. But another day Rajib cleaned the garden and made a team of warriors - means they will fight and kill against Zombies. In this army they are 20 groups of 30 boys and
there are 5 girls. Asik and Taronno gave them basic training but they didn’t have weapons so they couldn’t fight. Now all are hungry and it's time to combat.
First Taronno can understand that Zombies are blind and they can chase by sound and it was their master stirike. They make a team of 6 members. Rajib, Asik, Sabkat, Soikot, Mossabirul and Sojol. The plan was that Soikot and Mosabirul will give them defend
with ak and a glock 16. And Rajib, Sojol and Sabkat will go to the store and they will spread gallium to the lock and lock will be disappeared. Everything was like the plan.
They took ice-cream, chocolate, protein bar, chips, Gas liter, peanut, butter etc. products. But when they are on the way to go Sojol made a sound by fart. In this moment some guys are laughing and suddenly the Zombies are activated and running to attack us. We ran with the product and Soikot and Mosabirul were firing bullets to Zombies but unfortunately a bullet hit to Sabkat’s neck and he fell down but Rajib shot to Zombies and took Sabkat on his shoulder and ran away. "Please, Rajib, throw me if you don’t we both will die", Sabkat said.
But Rajib ran through and succeeded to go to the coaching and they locked the main steel gate of the coaching garden. Now everyone can eat foods but Sabkat was injured and Rajib said to
the girls team Rajib; Who knows to treat Sabkat?
A girl named Boishaly said, "I know" and she was appointed to treat.
But the fun fact is that Rajib had already crush on Boishaly so commonly he went to Sabkat to see Boishaly and talked to her--
Sabkat: What happens my brother you visit me very often.
Rajin: Nothing bro I am just worrying about you.
Sabkat: I know everything, you naughty boyyyy.
Rajib: No nothing (giggles)
On the other hand they decided to shift to the Harimohan School and that was about 100 meters far from their coaching but that was so hard to do.
After 2 days the food and recourses are about to finish and they have limited ammo so they have to change this place because in the Harimohan there are so many rooms and a big field for farming and some fruit trees.
But at the road they can see a police car if they can steal the car they can go to Harimohan at one ride and they can have some ammo and weapons. Asik, Mossabirul, Soikot went to the car and successfully stole the car. In this car they got 3 rifles, 2 ak 47 and 4 revolvers. They got total 30 rounds of ammo. Now it's time to play with danger.
The driver was Asik and Rajib, Mosabirul, Soikot were defenders and for first batch they took 15 girls and 15 boys in a police van. They started the journey. They killed some Zombies but nothing happen bad but on the other ride a Zombie entered in the van and bite one of
his friend Antor. So when they were in school they locked the door and parked the van.
First 6 warrior members entered and cleaned the school, they also had some bikes on the school stand. Everything was good and Sabkat was cured but Boishaly would often meet Rajib and they felt some attraction to each other. "But it is not the right time", Rajib said.
After 2 days Antor was ill and they had gone to the nearest police station to search a radio mobile and some weapons. So they made a team of 12 members and Boishaly was also there because of medical needs. They don’t want to take Antor but they have to.
They went to the police station and took all recourses from here but suddenly Rajib noticed that Antor was behaving like a Zombie but it was too late Antor attacked Boishaly and bite her. Rajib killed Antor with a heavy hurt and he saw Boishaly was also infected. He cried there and told Boishaly to go and sit in the van. But Boishaly said, "No Rajib, I have to sacrifice" and ran to a weapon a suicide with one bullet shot on her head and she died. Rajib didn’t want to come from here but Asik pulled him back. He went to school base and gave the radio mobile to Soikot and told him to try to connect.
There was going good - a batch was farming , a batch was cooking and so more works. But Rajib is not happy. After 1 month Soikot was successful to connect to the nearby army base and they said they will send a helicopter to save them. Now everyone can talk to their
parents. Rajib's father is alive in the USA but his brother and mother is died by the virus.
Rajib is no more Rajib. Now he is predator and heartless person. One of his friends went outside the gate for fun but a Zombie bite him and he came to base. Rajib saw that and put a gun on his head and boom he killed him. He doesn’t have any sympathy for anyone.
Finally the helicopter came and threw a rope. Asik and Rajib were helping others to climb the rope but because of the sound of helicopter the Zombies were activated and attacked one of them. Rajib climbed up but when Asik was trying to climb up some Zombies
attacked on him and caught him. The Zombies were pulling Asik but Asik did not want to leave the rope from his hand. Because of pulling the helicopter, he became unstable. So Rajib took gas pistol and took aim on the head of Asik. Asik said no bro but Rajib shot him and he died but Rajib was normal, he had no feelings and they could go to the army base.
After six months everything became normal but so many people were died for that. Rajib could know that the virus is made by three scientists and they are in the USA.
After few months Asik went to USA for higher education.
But after 2 months the scientists are killed by someone. But the question is who killed them?
But now Rajib has no more feelings for anyone.
Fahim is a student of grade 7 in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.
The status of English as a Germanic language and the large influence of Romance language on English
English has a place to the Anglo-Frisian subgroup of the West Germanic department of the Germanic languages, through which it is portion of the Indo-European dialect family. Like other Germanic dialects, English is characterized by the utilize of modular verbs, which isolated verbs into solid and powerless subgroups, and by the halt consonant move known as Grimm’s law. The English dialect emerged from the Germanic tongues of the North Ocean, which started to be broadly utilized with the resettlement of Germanic pilgrims to the British Isles from the domains of the advanced Netherlands, northwestern Germany and Denmark. The similitude of German and English is clarified by the common beginning of these dialects from the lingos of the antiquated Germanic tribes.
Borrowings from other dialects came to English in different authentic periods. To date, the overall number of non-borrowed words within the English dialect is almost 20-30%. Most of the borrowings are words of Sentiment beginning, which is due to authentic reasons. Even before the settlement of Germanic tribes, Points, Saxons and Jutes within the British Isles, there were exchange relations between these tribes and the Romans, which cleared out a few follows within the dialects of these tribes. The borrowings of this period, which is commonly called the primary period of Latin borrowings, reflect the nature of social, financial and military relations between Roman and Germanic tribes. Modern words ordinarily express unused concepts that emerged in association with the presentation to the higher culture of the Roman individuals of this period. Such borrowings incorporate the taking after words: harbour (Lat. portus), cycene (kitcen) from Lat. coquina, flute player (pepper) from Lat. Flute player and others.
mumbling
sitting in a
waiting room
mumbling
to myself
this how the
poems are
made folks
there's another
guy sitting a few
chairs over, he's
looking at me
i start to mumble
louder, hoping
he will move
he got up and
walked to the
other side
and they say i
don't know how
to handle being
in public
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all the miles between them
the devil is a soft-skinned
mistress somewhere in
minnesota
the foul-mouthed madman
is comfortable in his lonely
life in ohio
misery is all the miles
between them
there is little chance this
will end up as a lifetime
movie
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stay quiet about the dirty dreams
is it better to
exist or live
like a fool
love a whore
or stay quiet
about the dirty
dreams of the
pastor's daughter
make fun of the
homeless or give
them a new brown
paper bag for their
alcohol
i often find myself
sitting at a red light
blasting music from
a century or two ago
i get some funny
looks but every
once in a while
an old soul will
nod in approval
when that happens
i immediately
change the channel
i stopped being a
monkey for your
attention years ago
at least have the
decency to make
one believe there
will be some money
involved
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darkness is an old friend
i have lucid
nightmares
that creep
into my
thoughts in
the middle
of the day
i can still
taste my
cousin's
nipple in
my mouth
all these
years later
i still
remember
how cold
the bathroom
floor was
darkness
is an old
friend
but at times
it likes to
leave me
crippled
and begging
for death
one of these
days i'll be
free at last
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might as well throw out a few bombs
never fall in love with
the wrong woman
the beautiful one with
a great memory
the type of woman that
remembers every stupid
thing you ever said in
a fight
especially the really
cruel shit that was
meant to hurt her
because you thought
well, we're never going
to speak again, might
as well throw out a few
bombs
those women will haunt
your dreams until you
die
they will remind you
of all that stupid shit
you said at any moment
they deem necessary
i suppose this is what
i get for remembering
someone's birthday
if i truly was the fucking
asshole i am being accused
of
i certainly would have
forgotten the fucking
day
J.J. Campbell (1976 – ?) is trapped in suburbia, plotting his escape. He has been widely published over the years, most recently at Horror Sleaze Trash, Cajun Mutt Press, Mad Swirl, Disturb the Universe Magazine and The Rye Whiskey Review. You can find him most days on his mildly entertaining blog, evil delights. (https://evildelights.blogspot.com)
About The Author: Mr. Ben, as he is called, is a published poet, writer, playwright, essayist, lyricist, spoken words and voice over artiste. He has written a body of works that relates with several interests. His works touch on areas of education, inspiration, sexuality, entertainment, lifestyle and other interests, all with the aim of face-lifting mankind towards greatness . Given his multi-genre approach, Mr. Ben’s acrostic, G.A.N.G.S.T.A.R , which stands for Generally Appreciating Notable Genres by Stating Their Applicable Relevance, has now become his trademark. Based in Lagos, Nigeria, he delights in reading, traveling and meeting people.
About The Book: Miss Alice, 24, always fond of being addressed as Aunty Alice, teaches Moral Instructions in an Elementary School. This time, she seeks to engage her pupils in a discussion regarding what they like and dislike about their parents. It turns out that their statements are darn to the core!
This book is available from Prakhar Goonj Publications in India.
BALLAD OF THE MOON
Silence in the waiting...
Taste of blind night, in the hidden belly
There are only two arms, like wounded logs
Remote islands where the castaways recover life
Woman - tree/ Destiny of light on earth
Only the opaque silence remains and substantive in every corner
Please do not undress, my centuries of solitude just for the pleasure of thunder
Now that I have found you under the green colors of hope
Now that the mythology of your body lies on my shadow
Now that life emerges from the bottom of my soul...
Don't go away!
If you do, you will see how my eyes disappear under the slow ballad of the moon.
YOUR GROWING
Red foam
Brackish,
With the wisdom of the waves that leave in the fiction of the horizon...
Glorious in the arms of the sun
A bunch of grains run away...
The flame and the freshness flee
For a model spike further from the sky
Release from prison in which one gets used
He knows that the horizon divides hope
Seeking to transgress,
That force that prints
When it advances and obstinates, the closing area...
Socializing the looks
Soon your growing will come again
And with him, the confident drunkenness
That all directions they take me...
To find you!!
GRACIELA NOEMI VILLAVERDE writer. Poet from Concepción del Uruguay (Entre Rios) Argentina. Based in Buenos Aires She graduated in letters, author of seven books. Poetry genre. Awarded several times worldwide. She works as she, World Manager of Educational and Social Projects, of the Hispanic World Union of Writers .UHE World Honorary President of the same institution Activa de la Sade, Argentine Society of Writers. Commissioner of honor in the executive cabinet IN THE EDUCATIONAL AND SOCIAL RELATIONS DIVISION, of the UNACCC SOUTH AMERICA ARGENTINA CHAPTER.
The Floor
I feel like the floor. Everything else here has a purpose. A unique purpose. Not the floor.
The rightmost wall
Has the doors
From Outside.
Leading in.
And the doormat
And doorstop
That is actually just a large rock painted yellow.
The leftmost wall
Has the only outside
Windows.
Some clear.
Some frosted.
Some cross-hatched.
And of course the door
Leading to the balcony
And the balcony.
The front-most wall
Has the whiteboard
With announcements
And the white
Projector screen
That rolls down.
And the obnoxious
Bird clock
That chirps
And barely tells time.
The back-most wall
Has Heather’s room
With Heather’s snacks.
The upperclassmen’s room
And the functional clock.
Two actually.
The floor has the rug.
Which is all that people care about.
They don’t dare to step on it, but walk all over the floor.
They talk about how nice it would be if there was just a gaping hole in a rectangle shape.
Where the rug is.
And yarn veins of rug rooted all the way through to the first floor.
Like a pool of rug.
What about the floor.
