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by Anoucheka Gangabissoon I am womanMade of flames and fireOf softness and sensualityOf gullibility and gutsOf intuition and instinctOf creation and cosmic powerOf dew droplets and desirous fluids! I am womanI have in meRights imprinted on my flagLaws carved out on my soulAnd respect brandished on my banner! I am womanMade of beauty and brainsOfContinue reading “I am Woman”

Composed by: Dr. Raja Rajeswari Seetha Raman, Malaysia A green forestA green paddy fieldA green grasshopperan evidence of HIS existence. Green denotes a paramount shifta break of patterna swing of conversationfrom a wet blanketfrom a negative nellyto a zap of sunshine. Green is a supreme shadeit breaks the pessimistic talkit lightens the moodit soothes theContinue reading “THE SUPREME SHADE OF GREEN”

Dinesh Bachoo Les murmures d’un monde parallèleOu le temps recalqué sur la voyanceUn heur de voir les mystères de la vieEn me mirant dans un miroir magiqueJe feins de trouver un chaman sorcier Mais la magie rouge au rendez-vousJe ne peux que rêver d’un simple rêveLe ceignant ainsi d’un Mur des Je t’aimeJe dessine uneContinue reading “Ma Muse Adorée”

By Anoucheka Gangabissoon I seek the silence of dark voids,The stillness of deep ponds,I yearn to see clocks stand still,To stop hearing the echo of timeAs it laughs at its passage on usI wish to stop in my strideAnd to glance up at the skiesFully aware that the cloudsWill seep in my gloomy whims! IContinue reading “A halt on the busy roads”

by Adubi Black I knew every woman deserves more than roses                 Dreadful is unrequited love than a covenant      I knew, right now , your heart is a Gazar of Chaos        …but pains are substitutes of desires unfulfilled      No night though ever passed without a reflection              …my lips still behold theContinue reading “STITCHES”

to Rebecca Horn by Lidia Chiarelli, Italy And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand They danced by the light of the moon Edward Lear Torino, Monte dei Cappuccini, January 2019 Keeper of ancient memories the river flows silently from large strips of dark light layers of fog arise white impalpable veils thatContinue reading “Dance of Little Blue Spirits”

by Hon. Author MAGIE F-V VIJAY-KUMAR To get lost in one’s little worldEyesight becoming blurredEnjoying one’s figment of one’s own imaginationAnd forgetting one’s connection The mouth of the riverSuddenly starts to deliverA wrong messageThus may accidently turn one into a savage It is best to economise our wordsSo as they do not turn into swordsGiveContinue reading “BE MORE UNDERSTANDING”

by Anoucheka Gangabissoon I live as a butterflyGoing about in my environmentSpreading happiness and infectious smilesWhere I canAnd being uncaring about everything else;The whims of the weather,The potency of flowers,The raging flow of river waters,And even the songs of angelic muses! Why, my carefreeness has a level whichHas never been reached beforeI shall become aContinue reading “Butterfly”

by Anoucheka Gangabissoon Mountains, so stoicStanding so tall and so grand,Etched upon the world’s memoryAs the sole witnesses to the beautiful balletDanced by Time Mountains, so boldYet bidding me to move themTo be where I want them to be;Standing on a timelineWhose flow accords to the harmonyOf my innocence Each attempt, though,Brings me back toContinue reading “Unmoving Mountains”