A Thin Shrill Voice A thin shrill voice I hear in the air It seems to tell me the things that I should hear A future with grief, misery, nuclear war Man killing man War Rape Massacre everywhere Momentarily the thin shrill voice hang in the still evening air And then she disappears out to …
There
by Shampad Mutakabbir Rahmatullah Have you ever kissed light on the lips? There, In the shade of the banyan tree? Seduced by the sight of the contours of its sightless eyes, Penetrating, Deep into your lofty ululations; Of the laughter of children And the broken dreams of an era long lost, Lived, In an …
REFLECTING MOMENTS – FAREEHA SULTANA
Glancing through the clouds of Sharjah, the bold mesmerizing city lights were the first glimpse of beauty of UAE that caught my eyes. The lights formed shapes of different structures, defining a different story into my imagination. Not a frequent air traveler, the blinding city lights from above the sky was my first love of …
September 2012
September 2012 Chill air in the wind, September night I could feel the presence of winter as she waits far away to arrive Leaves will be shedding soon Trees will become leafless and nude They will make ready themselves against the fury of the hoary white bride September 2012 You will be soon gone and …
Ballarat
by Anika Karim Service to sever And dismember; To disremember you Who live within me Nestless in my restless lore Of yesteryear… To delirious highs Of solemn castrati harmonizing civilizations, This story cares naught for thirsty stratospheres Or greedy mummies Of lovelorn false Friars. For the heroine lives within your frozen “Horror movie perfection” …
The good street boy
“The days of that week were not going well, my parents were arguing together a lot in that week’s each and every day but I didn’t know why they were doing that. I heard that my father was angry and his wish to send me to work instead of study to save a labor’s payment. …
Hold still
Hold Still Hold still Be calm Let me make love to you as the sun turn and the moon unfurl Be still Hold your tongue Let our lips meet Let our flesh fill us with fun Summery summer has gone haywire So is the wheel of the hub Where the heart of Universe invite us …
Undersized limbs
by Sumaiya Ahsan Bushra I opened my eyes to sunshine beauty I found myself in the warmth of love I opened my eyes to truth infinity I raised a finger to feel what she was made of! I had played in the Garden of Eden As I vaguely recall the day I had …
Bangladesh
Bangladesh Bangladesh The mango-trees in monsoon-rain Lily lilac in sun-lit flame Green meadow Paddy-fields-prem Innocence roam around Beauty bathes Under the beauteous moonlit lake Bangladesh Miss your walk through the silent maze Misty morning Lotus-dame Ekusey Book Fair Evening congregation under the ages-old, ancient oak, banyan and mahogany trees, trails– The Royal Bengal The hilsha, …
Willow
Willow Willow weep Willow weep Seven seas sway and sweep the watery grief of the wavy wisp Woods woebegone Silver spring The Savannah lay stretched and smooth as the scorching sun of the summer stream down the heat of the summery noon O my willow Weep no more I’ve come to comfort you I’ve come …
