Here Comes The Sun
MARIA LAGARDE ❏ In the winter dawn hours while I lay half asleep, half awake I gaze at the window and make out the silhouette of old trees standing motionless outside their skeletons and calloused skin exposed, bare and true
MARIA LAGARDE ❏ In the winter dawn hours while I lay half asleep, half awake I gaze at the window and make out the silhouette of old trees standing motionless outside their skeletons and calloused skin exposed, bare and true
OLIVE HANNA ❏ Lightly pricking Quickly forming droplets On the speckled pane Softly dancing, gaily prancing Jutting, creasing, quite insane Surging swiftly, glutting nift’ly Lagging spreading all around Moving slowly almost threadlike
SERINA LEWIS ❏ Those teenage years below mango trees there was always something fun to share while warm and gentle was the breeze where are those days when we had no care?
SAJEDA MANZOOR ❏ In the silent night In stillness, I see a ray of light When soothing breeze blows The crickets are quiet A knock on my window pane Behind the silky curtains I stare at him with heavy eyes He disappears
GISELE DE FRANCESCO ❏ Another song and then we danced I knew I caught the magic of romance I hope you dream about my love I feel for you I never thought our life could change To something new And now we have a second chance
CHRISTINA YUN ❏ From the crinkles between our cheeks and brow To the dimple visible only from the right side portrait I hated that the fire wicking from vein to artery Was smothered by dishes, diapers
LINA ISMAIL ALHABAHBEH ❏ My mother told me since I was young Do not call me Mama in front of an orphan. Do not laugh in front of someone sad. Do not eat apples in front of a poor person.
PARVEEN KAUR ❏ trials and tribulations of a WOMAN who has served the family her man and her children his parents and his siblings her parents her siblings for sixty years in return for food and shelter status and security yet unpaid labour women sit at home and eat
FAID SHAHABUDDEEN ❏ The psyche of the world has changed; Surely, there’s no doubt about this. Even if we get through this pandemic Without any further loss of lives, Melancholic memories of loved ones,
ISHRAT CHOWDHURY ❏ Years ago I saw him for the first time at our tea party He was my brother Abel’s old childhood buddy Mother asked me to bake a chocolate cake Cookies, nimki and samosa to make Mother made some other delicious dish Aromatic and well prepared per our wish.