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A Brand New Day
A new frontier can be seen at the far horizon
As we embark on a new day after a holocaust
Move forward and be reminded ‘tis a brand new day
Forget about the troubles of yesterday
Open yourself up to a new beginning.
A brand new day is smiling your way
All the sorrows and weariness is but a thing of your dark past
Embrace your new life just like a butterfly
Which has just come out of a cocoon, aloof at first but emerged courageous
Ready to get out in the world with promises of blissful years ahead.
Elizabeth E. Castillo Copyright March 17, 2013
Jagjit Singh Jit
Born on 20th Nov. 1951, Jagjit received postgraduate degrees in Science and Law,Commerce, Education & Economics.He is from Nabha, Distt Patiala, Punjab State(INDIA).and Started writing in English beginning in June of 2012.Inspired by Poetess Fran Ayers, Chryssa Velissariou and Jen walls. He is still learning to write poetry and can say he is not a poet yet. Jagjit usually writes in Punjabi ,his mother tongue.
The Imprisoned Soul
The soul
Feels imprisoned into a
Cage of instincts & desires
Love & hatred it acquires
It feels
its knees buckled with
Aspirations and ambitions
Customs and traditions
Seems as
Caught in chains of
Sorrows and its pains
Ecstasy of pleasures it attains
Stands if
Landed in known
Web of murky relations
Nearness & dark deviations
Seeks refuge in God’s lap
To be liberated for ever
Get love & its treasure
Struggles to
Fight against intangible
Enemies of greed & lust
Bathe in waters of nectar
To wash out all sinful dirt
By Jagjit Singh Jit
@All rights reserved Jan 2013
Search
In gardens of daffodils
And forests of deodars
I searched somewhere
Among a galaxy of stars
I searched every
Nook and corner
Wandering all around
Like a soul mourner
You never remember me
May I live or I may fall
You spoke only your pains
Your sorrows imaged a tall
You never felt by heart
You are my soul I feel
Souls may ride around
The life’s joyous wheel
By Jagjit Singh Jit
@ all rights reserved Jan 26, 2013
Souls In Love
What
A love this is
Beyond flesh
Mind and heart
One
Soul is burning here
The other some where
None claims the affair
Deadlock
Between mind and souls
Play the innings of love
Who bats who’s to bowl
Seeking
Asylum however in
One another’s heart
None accepts to assert
Surprisingly
Feel each others heart beat
Live in one another’s soul
But stay as strangers treat
O’ God this is somewhat illusionary
The souls be complementary
Bless them with blissfully live
Together in love alive
By :- Jagjit Singh Jit
All rights reserved: Jan. 24, 2013.
A Bond Celestial
I wonder
Why one feels at heart
Someone so much even
More than one’s own self
Her words
Spray colors of ecstasy
Over emptiness of the soul
Craves to live one’s life a full
Yes! Love
Divinely with no reciprocation
Dually heart felt, no altercation
Feel of beats less suffocation
Souls be
Complementary not compatible
Live in love not physical
A wonder sweet bond celestial
By : Jagjit Singh Jit
@ All right reserved,Feb. 08, 2013
Pradipta Kumar Mohanty
Pradipta Kumar Mohantyis hailis from Jagatsinghpur, Odisha (India). He has completed Post Graduate studies in commerce from Utkal University, Bhubaneswar (Odisha). He work for an Indian Railway. He is an avid reader of different literary works. He has a great passion for poetry and loves to write poems also.He can be reached at:-pradiptakumarmohanty1@gmail.com
Ecstasy
Around the vortex of happiness
Spins my dream
To endear a new promise
In search of a unique bliss
Revolves my faith
Round the orbit of love
A desire for a magical relation is webbed
To my heaven of passion
And reflects the shades of pleasure
On the flush of my imagination
In the ocean of sweet emotions
Floats my warm soul
Savouring the nectar of ecstasy
To an utter contentment.
© Pradipta Kumar Mohanty
Celebration
You arrive
After a spell of darkness
On the flicker of my hope
With warmth of reminiscence.
Scattering a dreamy light
Over my gloomy despair
Assuage my anguish and grief
And pursue hidden pleasure.
Some kaleidoscopic thoughts
Inject magnificence into my feelings
Urging to spew all my chagrins
And discontentment.
Pounces my heart
With a distinct flair
Wishing to sink deep in your beauty
For celebrating the commitment.
© Pradipta Kumar Mohanty
Journey
The rhythm of your euphonic music
Soothes my frayed nerves
The ripples of your majestic laughter
Sweeten the palpitations of my heart
Your arresting beauty
Lures my intense obsession
Spreading an appealing flavour
On my undying emotion
Your tender attraction
Wins the warmth of my soul
Pushing my complacency
To a blissful zone
My life moves along
Steering a journey
With the mission
To unravel the mystery of your thought
For fusing our relation
In an unfathomable togetherness.
© Pradipta Kumar Mohanty
Diwakar Pokhriyal
Diwakar Pokhriyal is a Poet by passion. He has been writing poetry since his school days. As of now he has written five poetry books which are published and available on amazon.com, flipkart and blurb.com.Books written by him -
1) Words of love,
2) Solacious Solitude,
3) Why Me Year,
4) From I to We – a poetic love story,
5) Droplets in the sea – with a poetic flow
He is also a part of 13 poetry anthologies with poets around the world.
Wait Of Betterment
( A Fibonacci)
A
Wait
Very,
Very long,
Tiring and firing,
Stitching and binding us slowly,
For an unknown courageous battle of all battles
See the unseen
© Diwakar Pokhriyal
(Haiku Chain)
Twinkling starry night,
Nothingness dissolves our soul,
A self -Inspection
Beautiful flowers,
Over-shadows teary rain,
A blind eyed cosmos
Sizzling rain pricks hard,
Deep fear entangles belief
Pure enlightenment
© Diwakar Pokhriyal
Stand For Light
(Acrostic poetry)
Surrendering Wits,
Torturing souls is to rumble,
Arresting pain and lifelessness,
Nodding,
Darkness is proof of fumble,
Fighting flawlessly is a mark,
Outshining the courage within,
Rupturing the colossal dark,
Light will fall at the place,
Intriguing souls will be enlightened,
Generating sparks of blazing fires,
Haunting the evil darkness,
Tremendous faith will rejuvenate the desires
© Diwakar Pokhriyal
Arkajyoti Samanta
Arkajyoti Samanta is a Director,of Human Resources of the Karnataka Health Promotion Trust, Bangalore, India. He has extensive experience in Human Resource Management, with a back ground of working in the Public Sector Undertaking and NGOs. He is a passionate art lover and active member of writer-network, a free creative writing community .Writing poems on Facebook. has also been a passion for him. He has accepted this as his journey; one of conviction and contentment. His poems have been featured in Taj Mahal Review and anthologies published by Brian Wrixon, Canada , Barry Mowles, UK (Destiny to write publication) ,and Dwina Taylor , USA.
All The Time, I Need The Pot
The known voice, a tempting knock at the door
This is the source
Poems emerge
Knowingly you ask about
Sadness part
I admit, after all a human
All the time, I need the pot
Full pot, only full pot
May be, there is inner connectivity
I don’t know the reason
When everything reduced to silence, I hear poetry
In the evening
In such silent hours
I count stars
How innocent they are?
They stay where they are
May be there is inner connectivity!
Between silence, stars and poetry!
© Arkajyoti Samanta
Love
With a closed entity
Within impermeable boundary
Seamless, as the base of bonding
An unassuming infinite
© Arkajyoti Samanta
Short poem 2
I must agree this contest
Heart verses head
To win heart, bow head
A win in head, a heart blockage…
© Arkajyoti Samanta
Short poem 3
I admit as you said
I have a life
My only worry is
You never inquired
About it.
© Arkajyoti Samanta
Jason Enrique Guzman
Jason was born and raised in Queens, NY.He loves art, music, poetry, philosophy and has studied film,which has led him to work on numerous shorts as a PA.
The Ides Of March
The ides of March sets in, the tides of change begin
A polarizing mindset propells us to divergent ideal
Paths on our road to mindfulness, the equinox points to the wind of change
Once reborn, that which brings life to the sun and trees
The earth can set free the energy it needs to be able to feed you and me
The comprehensive totality of knowledge and wisdom awaits
And the road leads to those who are willing to forgo the stakes in the system today
Take a moment to let sensations run through the observer that is at the bottom of the ocean of self
Let not the things we do cloud our sense of being
The sound of that ocean stillness permeates the arctic tundra and the ancient forest
As much as your inner self. all that is, emanates from being
It begins with a respirational flow, buzzed clearness ringing heavily at a hypnotic tone
And pace that erases your subjective consciousness,
we exist in layers, human derivatives of the original hum of the universe
© Jason Enrique Guzman
Carlos André Dos Santos Ferreira,
Carlos André dos Santos Ferreira,is a 27 year old male who hails from Vila do Conde,Portugal.In 2011 Carlos participated in a writing contest with a short story he created originally for it.He didn't win but that didn't dampen his spirits.When he's not writing,he enjoys listening to music ( especially Metal), reading,going to festivals/concerts, camping and going out with friends.He's been writing for a while now.Carlos picked up a pen around 2002 and hasn't stopped.since.In the beginning it was just wannabe-lyrics.But afterwards,he started to write poems as he developed his writing skills.
Winter's Past
Through this verdurous fields
I see the changes
It's time to begin anew
Let go gently of the cold embrace
Of Winter's past
Embrace that was full of memories
Some merry, some aching
That forever will be remembered
But now, let us greet warmer breezes
Break words with strangers
Blossom seeds of possible loves
Build relations to enrich the soul
Yes, it's time to begin anew
For one more chance
To heal enduring wounds
Let the sun shine on
And cleanse darker clouds.
© Carlos André dos Santos Ferreira,
Alicja Maria Kuberska
Alicja Maria Kuberska (1960) was born in Świebodzin a small picturesque city in the midst of woods and lakes, close to Zielona Góra and one hundred kilometres from Berlin. She now lives with her family in the beautiful city of Inowrocław, which is a health resort. Alicja's full time occupation is working for a town hall and in her free time ,she carries out welfare work in society Pro Arte ,in the Society of Sisters -Cities Inowrocław (Poland) and in Bad Oyenhausen (Germany) whilst also actively engaging in charity work.Poetry is an essential part of her life allowing her to release emotions and thought's,part of her subjective secret life.
Alicja's poems have been published on the internet which allows for live and spontaneous contact with her readers. She is always interested in hearing from people and appreciates their remarks and comments. The honest exchange of thoughts is very inspirational and assists Alicja with her ongoing personal development in poetry. Occasionally she inserts her poems on her profile on Facebook ,written both in Polish and English.In 2011,Alicja published a volume of her poems titled,“The glass reality”. Her poems also appear in a few anthologies and magazines as well. Alicja was a feature poet of New Mirage Journal (USA) - Summer 2011 and her poem ,“Train” was nominated for the Puscard Reward.She is a member of the poetical society E-literaci,Poezja and E-poezja London and The Polish Writers Associations in Warsaw.
Dew
I know,that I am only
a drop of dew
hanging between
night and day.
I know too,
that I exist only
a short time
on this world.
I learn from yesterday,
I live for today,
I dream of tomorrow.
© Alicja Maria Kuberska/All Rights Reserved
A Little Angel
I will send you my angel.
Take care of him.
He is so little, that
You can hide him
In your hand or
In deep in your heart.
Remember ,that my angel
Feeds on your smiles,
Well-wishing words and
Good deeds.
Do not allow him to die from
Hunger.
© Alicja Maria Kuberska/All Rights Reserved
June Rows
Only the June night
Lines writhe, like wreaths.
Weave a cool star
The transience of the word,
Blade up to the mornings.
Sometimes the word lyrical plot
In the moonlight.
Peaceful melodies, whispers -
Strange and magical.
Sometimes
Jasmine bloom,
And the nightingale sing in them.
Develop verses,
Like flowers on the shrubs.
Sometimes
That absorb at night
Storms of passion,
Affectionate lovers kissing
And hidden smiles in the dark.
© Alicja Maria Kuberska/All Rights Reserved
The Daybreak
Wake me up
Delicately and tenderly.
Blow away the dream
From my eye-lashes.
Then I will see, how
Aurora with rose fingers
Cuts the darkness of the night and
Lightens the blue sky.
All birds,
Curled up in the nests,
Will sing the hymn about dawn.
The first, warm rays of the sun
Will kiss the petals of
Sleeping flowers.
This is a miracle of
The new day created.
Good morning
© Alicja Maria Kuberska
Aparna Pathak
Aparna Pathak belongs to India. She is a Graduate in English (Honors) and Post Graduate in Public Relations. She writes poems on blogs such as http://euphoricpoetry.blogspot.in/,http://poetry-24.blogspot.in/,http://www.destinypoets.co.uk/.http://www.poemhunter.com/,http://www.poetry.com/.Her poems have also been published in several print anthologies,in online publications and also in “Reflections”, a literary magazine in London. Aparna also won a contest in “Free verse” poetry , organized by “heart of global poets” ,a poetry group, on ” Face book” .One of her poem was awarded the commendation of ” Highly Commended ” in the Poem of the Year Category of the Destiny Poets’ International Community of Poets ICOP Awards 2012.
Retreat
You are retreating
Leaving behind
Some yawning breaths
Exhaled at dawn;
Little crinkles
On pillow we shared;
Some casually left
Morsels of toast in plate;
Two
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