Random Pick 005

Simran Kaur

Murky Muse

Glittering shingles,

I walked on,

Leaving my footprints as residue of my presence,

Soothing waves brushing my hairs,

I can feel the  pleasure,

The treasure of moments I lived ,

Sitting at shore,

Closing eyes,

Melody enchanting in my heart,

I attained peace,

But that Silent Sunset is asking me ,

''Are You Setting Down As Me?'' 


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Hea Abrantes

Divers
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Shanelle Loraine

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Our Artistic Relationship

As artist we have differences, it is almost inevitable for us to argue on petty things...we are mixture of different races with different faces...

Ana Roel Ramos

but in spite of it all when it comes to our artwork we sometimes seem to agree...on many things like...

We cherish our childhood...

George Jennings

Melissa Tansoc

the way we remember our mother;

Maheshwar Sinha

Fher Ymas

 and took our first lesson from home...

Heena Ahuja

Portia Burton

where we play beautiful music together.

Vince Roque

Aree M. Salvador-Marin

We acknowledge the bounty of the seas...

Jess Hubabib Najarro

Gavino Pascual

Lisa Aerts

But we sometimes go against the tides;

Pauline McCarthy

Suzana Dancks

When we say we believe in angels...

Frank Powell

Jerly Thingkingspace

it means we also believe in mermaids...

TianBian Ham

Tahira Lubrano

We make sure we see things clearly...

Maurice Dolezal

Robert Pearce

as we stick to our faith...

Niña Ceñir

Melissa  Tandoc

We stand tall in confidence...

Elena  Peichinova

We express our love passionately...

Linda Flagg

Jim Brandano

and reach out to others...

Sonja Dinkel

Although we're not afraid to show what we got...

Andrea V. Lisi

Rajeev Mishra

yet we sometimes hide behind the camera...

Hemant Kumar

Syed Alfandi Syed Mansor

Aaron Offord

As we race to our future...

Mari Sterling Wilbur

Serena Flowers

We enjoy the fruits of our labor

Jerome Osuna

Wilbert Custodio

we spread harmony and peace...

Seb Chua

Portia Burton

and fill the world with colors and shapes...

Lilian Canever

Carole Chichi

Patricia Silva

Oh well we...enough with the discussion...I'm running out of space

we'll just cross the 

bridge when we get there...

Babis Kikiaris

MaryPoet Rios

The Road by Rimly Bezbaruah (somewhere down the road)

THE ROAD
Rimly Bezbaruah

We embarked fearlessly

On a road, you and I

A promise, love and hope

Our only guiding light,

An unfathomable chasm

Separated us yet we

Sought that crossroad

To our union,

Our togetherness…

My hand reached out

To you across the abyss

Of possibilities

But your hand lay by your side

Inert, holding back

Leaving me directionless

As you took our

Road with you

Who am I? I wondered

Doubts seized me

Was I a distraction?

Or the woman you

Truly loved?

Without a choice

I turned towards

The unknown,

A road of pain

Despair and fear

Its path strewn

With corpses of broken dreams

And unfulfilled desires

I heard their wails

Of souls tormented

Of hearts shattered

And I knew I was

Not alone

The palpable darkness

Spreading its tentacles

Longed to possess me

I scurried along the

Haunted trail

My wails in tune

With the others

An age long walk

Down the devastation

The lure was strong

To stay forever

Tempting…

But I walked,

Tripping and falling

I walked 

Seeking the light…

The life that was mine…

Every faltering step forward

A shedding of old skin,

Helplessness, despair, agony

Slithered away

As darkness gave in

To the day,

The night pierced

By the first rays…

The echoing cries

Faded away

Happy chirping birds

Filled the air with

Their morning songs

In the distance

I saw him…

He who had come

In my dreams

The one that chased

My nightmares away

Hands outstretched…

I ran, reborn

The old dying for the new

As he took me

In his arms

I knew I was

Home at last.

by Vince Roque

by Jess Hubabib Najarro

by Maheshwar N. Sinha

Ascending The Hills 

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