BY MAHIMA SHARMA The Eagle soared… Then perched to rest, Atop that impossible cliff! The cliff beyond my reach…is Eagle’s Seat of Power, And Sun rays bathing it, like a Blessing Shower! The Pelican is at watch… Patiently for its catch, Deeply focussed, undeterred and determined to fetch. The Pelican watches from it’s Seat of Conviction, While nature drenches it in unabated Rain! … Continue reading Untamed & Free, That’s Me
BY MAHIMA SHARMA Metaphors of the Moon…. And the countdown to a twinkling Night, The Night knows nothing, while the Quill scribbles love notes, Verses soaked in the Moonlight or the Stardust? The Sky inks the beauty…with Moonlight Love! As the Wind sings familiar melodies from its ancient book, The trees sway with joy to the green rhythm of life, The full Moon … Continue reading My Quill’s Moonlight Love
BY ANWAR JABER When the morning’s happiness outpoured, and the foggy shadow secluded, at that moment I knew that the sun had a pure splendid face and the light wings went to laugh with their full days. O great woman, when the mask of darkness which is perching on liberation’s chest falls, I will see all the towers, eventual smiles, and the glorious rain chants … Continue reading Light Wings
BY TIM YETTINGTON You whine as if whining’s in some way entertaining Making yourself feel important via useless complaining You embarrass your countrymen and side with the foe Your tweets are shameful while your trolling sinks low Amidst the remoaners, opportunists sell their soul Second-rate academics propound and cajole Discredited politicians add to their lies Welcoming lows and dismissing highs Brexit will be … Continue reading Goodbye Moaners
BY MAHIMA SHARMA I am often tagged as ‘too modern to handle’ Because respect and dignity comes above the love handle! I am often tagged as ‘too modern to handle’ Because ‘self-belief’ is my only candle! Free opinion and an in-your-face person, Perhaps means ‘good relations’ will always worsen! But my head, was never designed to nod, It has a brain…a mind perhaps too … Continue reading Too Modern To Handle?
BY MAHIMA SHARMA Oh, I wish to gaze beyond the Moon Only if I could gauge that far, Oh, I wish to gaze beyond the Stars, Only if I could gauge that far, Perhaps a better world the, I will discover, Beyond the stardust… and fantasy of lovers. A world that lives in harmony, A world that sings life’s symphony, Not that every mind would … Continue reading Door to a Perfect World
BY MAHIMA SHARMA Oh, I wish to be that evergreen flower, That yellow blossom with its Sunshine shower! That golden hue I see outside my window, May that always shine bright in my Life. I wish to blossom like a flower, And embrace Life in its full bloom, Not wither at the sight of a storm, Not shrivel back at any gloom. May … Continue reading Blossom Like A Flower
BY MAHIMA SHARMA As I go to work…. I can see the Blind World around me, As I travel back home…. The same Blind World exists around me, Judging everyone around them… With brains shut and closed eyes. All this world talks is “I and ME” All this world walks on, is broken dreams, Little do they care of the deprived’s screams, Perhaps … Continue reading Hear, O Blind World!
BY MAHIMA SHARMA The mirror hangs stoic on my wall, With unbiased eyes…silently absorbing all, Never storing anything… Even from the present moment, Never storing images… Even from the recent-most past. My mirror, my reflection… Only shows me my present. Revealing a brutal, honest truth… That I am holding onto my past. But to be able to fly, Mirror tells me to turn around, … Continue reading The Mirror is Watching