By Joy C. Ezugwu | Featured Contributor
In my scared nest I lay
Like a bird, unsure of what to do
To give in or not
To give all or withhold.
In my dazed state I stared
Stroking my hair in search of solution
Licking my sores in solitude
Striving for that peace of mind I crave.
Continue reading “The One Who Taught Me Love [a poem]”
By Pavneet Kaur | Featured Contributor
Smiling is the best exercise
for your body and soul
Smile to add warmth to relations
Smile to build trust
Smile to motivate
Smile to gather strength
Smile in the hope of better times
Continue reading “Smile [a poem]”
By Navnidhi Vyas | Featured Contributor
Do you want an eternal treasure?
Blessing is enough.
Do you want a key to open your heart?
Courage is enough.
Do you want to learn the summary of life?
A flower is enough.
Do you want to steal someone’s sorrow?
Hope is enough.
Do you want a Jin?
Your mind is more than enough.
Continue reading “What is Enough? [a poem]”
By Cynthia Cady Stanton | Featured Contributor
I am not my body.
I am not the wrinkles around my eyes,
nor am I the deep lines forming under my nose.
I am not the softening of my belly that is thickening my waist and
now spilling over my waistbands.
I am not the annoying chin hairs cropping up.
Every time I look in the mirror,
I notice the things I am not.
My eye goes right to anything that screams aging at me,
especially my now droopy neck.
Or the brown spots forming on my face and hands.
“Damn it!” I say to myself.
“I am getting old.”
And I turn away in disgust.
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By Cara Amy Goldthorpe | Featured Contributor
For so long I’ve been hiding
in the deep valleys
of the caved-in walls
of my heart;
a timid girl
caught in the shackles
from lifetimes ago
Continue reading “Rising [a poem]”
By Saumya Rawat | Featured Contributor
Even when I needed saving,
I needed to first convince them
that I needed saving
or worse…was worth saving.
That test enough delayed the process.
The last few breaths were wasted proving worth,
Where one could have been held and let continued breathing,
One was still questioned on if it’s real,
Continue reading “Eye to I [a poem]”