By Rajnish Mishra I tried to stay away, from poetry, write not in verse but prose. Four months I managed to stay cleansed of verse, four months exactly, not a day more, nor less. Then it happened, the form at least. I know now that I can’t choose it, it chooses me. … Continue reading I Tried To Stay Away
Museum of Corpses
By Ahmad Al-khatat Inside museum of corpses there are dead refugees bodies who died ’cause they were not characters, but priceless, experiments That helped humankind, with plastic surgery, they test dangers And feature The weapons Of flesh and blood, crash test dummies, design body armour against the aliens from the spaceship and women, private body … Continue reading Museum of Corpses
The Experiment
By John Page I am awake. I’m in so much pain. Where am I? This isn’t my home. Let me out. Let me out. Let me out! It is dark. I’m suffocating in here. Why do I hurt so much? There is an odd smell. Wait, there is light. Loud sounds hurt. Glass breaks. I … Continue reading The Experiment
Halloween’s End
By Jessica Ricks Jacob, Chrissy, and Marcus made their way to the end of the long, winding street. It was getting late. Houses were starting to turn off their lights indicating that they were done giving out candy. The streets that were busy with kids, and some teenagers, going from door to door in their … Continue reading Halloween’s End
The Rainbow Who Saved My Life
By Ahmad Al-Khatat The last rainbow that appeared, recognized me from my eyes he told me that I survived the war and that he saved my life he said that back in my homeland he can’t be seen when he appears, instead he helps the angels to paint by Marking the children with my colours … Continue reading The Rainbow Who Saved My Life
What’s the harm?
By Rajnish Mishra My mobile’s memory stores details, but it’s old. It’s not smart, my mobile, and old. I don’t delete some numbers. They’re dead, I’ve been told. Not the numbers. I thought to call, once at least, at least one of them, then I did not call. What if I … Continue reading What’s the harm?
#MicroPoetryChallenge Entries!
We wanted to do something a little different here and decided to hop on the trend of Twitter poetry. The challenge was to tweet up to seven lines and we got some really cool poems. Thank you to everyone who participated and maybe we'll do another Twitter challenge in the future.
One Refugee and a Blonde
By Ahmad Al-khatat I am not ashamed to be known as a refugee, from a country that is fully damaged Being awake all the nights it’s the reason why do I feel always homesick Stranger next to me, in front of me, behind the wall of my lonesome room I learnt how to speak, read, … Continue reading One Refugee and a Blonde
Wish You Were Here
By Ahmad Al-khatat Back then, when we were teenagers Fifteen years ago when we thought Nothing would separate our friendship To divide it with a positive sorrow My neighbor is now alcoholic Tears fall when I smell her cigarette She used to be smokey looking Attractive to my olden delusions Inside of me, I’m trying … Continue reading Wish You Were Here
I Close My Eyes
By Ahmad Al-khatat I close my eyes when I died in your arrival more than twice waiting for the sunshine to taste one hard candy A few bitter sips melting & dripping rare honey my mind takes me to the other side of silence where a lips kiss is a thicker bite on the tongue … Continue reading I Close My Eyes
Academy of the Heart And Mind 