HASAN ZIA ❏ Dwelt in the ruins of desolate dreams wilderness devours the spring Where windswept trees stand ravaged in dissonance the ravens sing Embrace grief… Embrace grief…
HASAN ZIA ❏ I love you! I love what is eternal in you And in you – What is eternal is nothing And I love nothing in you Nothing is what carries you Holding you on to be something Something lovable – That is eternal And I love nothing in you Longing for you – A soulful sigh echoes inside me Leaving nothing but sorrow – That is eternal
HASAN ZIA ❏ Restless as waves – Screaming thoughts propagate Forward and backward – Through mind And the cold wind penetrates – Deep inside my flesh Leaving my heart – Restless in brief moments “Goodbye lake!” “Goodbye love!”
PARVEEN KAUR ❏ All that is born must die But this was never born It was a unity of bondage A relationship so unequal Every stone he threw hurt And the hole grew bigger All that is left of me Is a whole And nothing is left of me But a hole
PEMA HOU ❏ From a deep fissure in the moss-covered ground I escape and gurgle down a rocky outcrop Starting as a brook, a stream I gather strength and size as I flow over smooth rocks I eddy in dark, deep pools shaded by weeping willows Or lazily flow between banks spiked with tall reeds meandering among buttercup dotted fields
SAJEDA MANZOOR ❏ COVID-19 and Omicron The worst enemies Of 2020 and 2021 That snatched The peace of every nation Covered face Fear of monstrous virus Frustration in common Made us confined
YIREN ❏ Floating in the air and charming like crystal, snow sprinkles from the heaven. Silver flakes covered up my car and blocked my quiet door. Opening the curtain at window, I let in the glow of snow. A stem of orchard buds gives of secluded fragrance. My heart is here for the spring to return.
ISHRAT CHOWDHURY ❏ Melting snow melting snow I am melting now and time to go From a form of snowman Different figures to vast land I want to clear the path for spring For leaves, flowers and song birds to sing Last year I came down on earth Far away from the Northern part
ANONYMOUS ❏ Her hear is sad Hope seems dim Today the voice of love whisper’d Wherefore art thou sad? Thus are sown seeds of joy healing love
MIRANDA WONG ❏ At the beginning, life felt like roses. I looked forward to what the next day would bring. Each passing day, anticipation, excitement, hope, joy and mystery greeted me. I felt gratitude and blessed to be with you, a man I believed was my dream come true. I looked forward to learning more about you as our time together went on, and felt that we were a true unit. I saw ahead of us the chance to grow, both individually and together…
