By Peace Tree Poetry Have you touched the rain and let its pearls tapdance on your skin? a reminder that salvation rests with those who see beauty in a storm like the eyes of a museum observer in love with art. how often the drifting winds toss droplets onto umbrellas, how often people fear water … Continue reading Tears
My Tears, Dreams and Songs
By Tabassum Tahmina Shagufta Hussein Your dream resides in my tears. Your dream lives silently, Softly in solitude. Do you know that? My tears mirror you. And I only see you in my tears As a reflection. How can I feel you? Silently, he lives in my fathomless heart, As a song and sings. … Continue reading My Tears, Dreams and Songs
Read it well
By Gary Porter What is a teardrop if you really think It could be our way of writing without the ink And why do they leave track's upon our skin Do tears appear when our heart is thin Where do they go when they have done fulfilling their task Do fairies really collect them in … Continue reading Read it well
In The Cemetery
By Ahmad Al-Khatat In the cemetery, I was standing on my knees, reading verses of the holy book to the tombs I was praying with tears on my cheeks until the graveyard stopped me and asked me if I was reading verses or reading sorrows with an emotionless face, he asked to repeat I started … Continue reading In The Cemetery
“One Last Reprise”
By John Patrick Robbins These are the last pages I will ever write for you. My lines are far to worn my thoughts spent in false hopes now buried by my ever clear and present vices. Tears no longer remain, and the storm washed clean ever present reminder that I can never truly drink … Continue reading “One Last Reprise”
Burnt Leaves
By Ahmad Al-khatat Sometimes, it’s better to leave the past unsaid to anyone untrusted when the ears hear nothing of delight but about a world that is breaking in pieces of dryness and moisture Little birds of heaven fly above the graveyard of unknown tombs Some of them were actually for friends we met below the … Continue reading Burnt Leaves