In this special feature, we have published a mixture of quotes and poetry for your reading pleasure with more "Best Entries" chosen from a previous offering we posted on our Facebook Group.
QUOTES:
"Teetering for war is a violent disposition to humanity as children are vulnerable victims."
© Vincente A. Valdez, Jr.
"To earn respect we need to be humble and sincere." © David Soh
"Crossroads ahead, your decision must be made, feeling confused? Feel the hand that holds you." © Ernesto Santiago
"If you really want to genuinely justify on how well you're good at a particular skill, in terms of performance and improvement, never mark your script yourself, and don't present it before your frenemy to mark, either. Therefore, you need to seek divine wisdom in order to be accurately justified by the right individual." © Ajibola Rahman Dr.-Oral
"Life is an experiment of a hundred observations, unknown is the result until death." © Amar Shah
"Time is a best friend for all, only when we manage things which we want to do. We need to optimize the world to be happy again."
© Amb Maid Čorbić
" Luckiest amongst men is a man who finds a friend that's selfless in a world where too many are self-centered."
© Akori Clement
"A weeping heart is always true to their only one love. Because the bond continues even after death."
© Gloria Magallanes-Loeb
POETRY
When I fly in echoes of the rainbows In engulfed eyebrows of thoughts I find flourishing feathers of a tunnel dressed up for occasional day at soul sound Well festivity meals are so prepared to decorate cravings with million reflections defining their taste Just as I walk barefooted on your curiosity Maybe you will realize aches of my pen that intrigued your conscience I couldn't knit your voice but I tried to sew its roots so that you will find GPS of your existing dichotomies after you read abilities of my ink.
© Nkadimeng Kamogelo Welcome
Catharsis I have danced the ballet of broken hearts Tossed the chalice of missed chances away Written out all the rutilant ink Embracing the light of a new day Finally freeing this heart hoarding hurt Bandaged butterflies now sip nectar From those crying chrysanthemums with joy As all latent laments have been set free. © Donna McCabe
"Don't" Don't love only a part of me Peek at what the others could not see My sneaking fingers into a book My retreat amidst rough waves The roaring foam of a healing sea. Don't put a veil upon That symphony of colors Done what is done, just stand once more to rebuke horror That symphony of colors spread in the sky Bringing a balm to a wing slain every day why don't you put a ladder climb an inch or more? The sky is just a field with no closed door. © Sihem Cherif
Poetry Form: TANKA
beggar's song some new some blue bread on a bowl mercy for blind fingers fretting the heart © Loreta C. Bande
Moods of a Sun-stealer The northern kiss had fluttered its hi And feather's fall from the sapphire sky The winter's blanket cocooned the town Houses were wearing their cotton crown Though the sky's candle is wide awake Winter's blade and frosty spear can't break This face freezer frozen my hawk twigs And made me a great couch potato While kids are flocking on the frozen road Skating and grooving for the no school load Skiing down the white fluffy flurry bed An icy night stretcher is dull to some But to others it's a musical hum. © Anne Maureen M. Esperidion
A Poem of Hope Breaking Dawn Summer nights were gone The dawn was breaking into my eyes Colors are you Unforgettable... Why is this longing? For I'm so depressed Looking for a cause through the firmament There's nothing there Only memories Did you say You're coming back? Why is it too late How many dusky nights passed away Trails I can't hardly see Into my dreams subtle art Gives me hope... Yes! Hoping that one day At the end of the road You're coming home... © Bernadette Reyes
Unforgiving is the hearts pain in loves abrupt absence among one's own self doubt You are the one who whispers my name My heart peeks through the curtains of scares to see your light, time and again. Let my hope be more the beginning than the end A single new breaths air to my heart be our safe unquestionable passage to love © Toby Bills
Hold My Hand
We never held hands Not since childhood, anyway At least I think we did back then The only memory I have of my small hand Being in another's is that of my nana and my uncle The chemo ward was busy The nurses coming and going The leather chairs filled The bags of colored liquid dripping into arms One young man all eyes, a wooly hat on his head The blood lady approaches Taps yet another vein Her hand reaches for mine. © Bernadette O'Reilly
Care For Her... Lost days Beautiful days Blackened days Days she is drowning Days she is suffocating Days when she is stagnant Care for her... She will always do the same For him... © Mena Sisto
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