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02 Jun

Synaesthesia- Megan Taylor, USA

Synaesthesia     " Synesthesia is the act of seeing letters and numbers as colors.   For me, 6 has always been a bright yellow and maybe that’s why when I think   of you and the six months we spent together, all the lights inside my head   flicker on. So bright I have to close my eyes out of fear that the image of you

28 Apr

You alone can..... Jomol Dominic

You alone can.....   It is raining in the outside! Garden blossomed! Ripened fruits are there! Changing seasons! Murmuring sounds of nature! Rays of sun fall on your eyes! Somebody telling to wake up But......   your melodies! Keeping in heart Resting in hands saved in mouth such as mute who will awaken ! You alone, you! C

27 Feb

Moonlight Goes.. Likewise the life... Vishnu S

When the breezes break the silence? Where the leaves leave their sleep? Morning of a wolf from the bushes Making a feel of terror in minds Shadows of a big reed tree Slowly getting trumbling by this. There is a spark of silver light Touches the top of a smaller grass Holding my arms she aside Have a walk on this moonlight night “Last ride together&

27 Feb

Long Ride Towards Death- Vishnu S

Behold! the wave became strong,   Blue always admires us,   Over the head and under the feet   Ocean and the canvas the sky.               Sun went behind the hills               Sea gulls fly over these nests,