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]”
Diffused in haze, pristinely breezed
dances springtime amidst the blooms.
Misted rainbow on lingered frost
caress of a promised hope.
Wishing everyone a lovely weekend and a safe today for a beautiful tomorrow.
By Lori Zybala | Featured Contributor
Calmly – you push back the linen curtain
Filtered light brushes along your face
Stillness greets the day
Pericardium envelopes the heart
One step back
Taking in your surroundings
Nowhere to be, but in the present
this very moment!
Continue reading “Quiet Heart [a poem]”
By Felix Odhiambo | Featured Contributor
I have dreams of a better tomorrow.
that we will hold hands
and dance with our feet.
We have won.
that we will rejoice again and again
after the hollow we have had in our hearts.
that the days we used to have
will come back.
And the sky will wash away our pains,
the stars will show us the way,
I am the dreamer,
but you and I form the dreams
I have seen tomorrow
with my eyes closed
I have felt it
with my heart beating
And now I have spoken
of my silent dreams,
That a day is yet to come,
we will no longer stay at home
We will hug our neighbors
and kiss our loved ones
We will no longer preach
of washing our hands with sanitizers
And not touching
our beautiful faces,
Life will give us a chance
to make merry like we used to
We will form crowds
and praise the living God
Every night I walk
on better dreams of tomorrow
And they are not
just faded dreams
A time is yet to come,
we will sing songs of Zion,
We have won.
And COVID will remain to be history.
Continue reading “Dreams of a Better Tomorrow”
By John Gregory Evans | Featured Contributor
Life can be quite demanding.
One may find themselves trying to overcome childhood sexual abuse and jump from the frying pan into the fire by volunteering with the USMC during the Vietnam War from 1971 to 1972; subsequently, sexually molested by a mid-level NCO while serving active duty through Combat Training. As well, with combat related scenarios one may also be injured upon a field training exercise after three consecutive explosive blasts are detonated, hurling an M-60 spent cartridge to its potential target, a young seventeen – year-old male’s cervical spine, thus, inducing a permanent nerve damage that could potentially one day paralyze him from the neck down, including the larynx. Hence, my patriotic chore that led a confused, dazed, and mystified young man to serious suicidal attempts and further ideation. This continued for many years.
Will there ever be relief?
Will the suffering end?
The answer to this is yes. Give yourself time.
Continue reading “Suicide: A Personal Journey from Trauma to Triumph”