Two Poems by Tasneem Hossain

Waiting

 

You have left for the unknown,

Yet I wait alone, forlorn.

Wait for you to come back, 

Come back and say ‘I love you’

 

I hear your voice whispering in my ears,

I am always near you my dear.

Your voice comes through the rustling leaves,

Flowing through the gentle breeze;

Crashing through the lightning so loud,

Moving strongly with the thunderous clouds; 

 

In the cold wintry nights,

I see you floating lazily in the mist,

wet soft moist leaves in sight;

In the sultry summer nights,

I see you dancing among the sparkling starry lights;

Your presence in the beautiful spring I smell,

In the fragrance of the colorful flowers you dwell.

 

Your presence in nature is all around,

My love for you knows no bounds.

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Sweet Little Devil Child

 

He is my sweet little devil child.

Rages and angers on every little thing,

Shouts and scolds for small little things.

Fits of panic surround him sometime,

At the end, he is my sweet little devil child.

 

His heart pure gold,

Sometimes behaves very cold.

A man has his pride and ego,

Won’t stop, to let you talk and go,

At the end, he is my sweet little devil child.

 

Some things in his life went wrong,

Made him so bitter, yet very strong;

His eyes have the power, to not let you go,

His smile makes the room shine bright and glow.

At the end, he is my sweet little devil child.

 

Ask me why I love him so.

You would do the same, if you truly know

The façade behind that angry shadow

A man betrayed so many times.

At the end, he is my sweet little devil child.

 

I know and love the pure soft heart,

of this sweet little devil of mine.

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© Tasneem Hossain

Director, Continuing Education Centre (CEC) 

Bangladesh 

cec.tasneem@gmail.com

Tasneem Hossain is a multi-lingual poet from Bangladesh. She is also a fiction and op-ed writer,

Translator, educator and trainer. Her publications consist of three poetry books and an article book. 

Poetry: The Pearl Necklace, Floating Feathers and Grass in Green (published inUSA). 

Article: Split and Splice. Four more books are underway.

 

Apart from her four authored books, more than 70 of her literary writings have been published in different magazines and dailies in the USA, Canada, UK, Singapore, Indonesia, China, Greece, India and Bangladesh. As an op-ed writer, she has written about 80+ op-eds in a span of 2.5 years. She runs a project named Life in lyrics, which is a literary network with no borders.

 

As a trainer, she has imparted training to more than 26,000 staff of different UN agencies, MNCs, Govt. and private organisations, NGOs and private companies. She also worked as newscaster, commentary reader, interviewer and radio presenter in radio Bangladesh for 10 years. She completed her Masters in English Language and Literature from Dhaka University and has been a faculty in CUET, Bangladesh.

The Anthology : Verses Towards the Continents by Angela Kosta

Angela Kosta publishes the Anthology: VERSES TOWARDS THE CONTINENTS, Poets from all over the world in Italian.

Poetry knows no borders, just as poets have no homeland...

Poetry unites 72 authors who, with their verses across continents, come together in a single language and in a single point: Italy. All the poets have been translated by the author, who in addition to translation is committed to promoting them in other languages by collaborating with various literary magazines beyond the Balkans and Europe. 

Through their verses, the poets express their love for nature, their love for each other, their desire for peace, they call attention to politicians, who are primarily responsible for what happens in their countries and in the world, they strongly say "No" to arms and yes to the call for a ceasefire. Others dedicate the verses to themselves, to their unconscious, proclaiming good conscience and good conduct for a better world. Still others write to the universe, to the galaxy, a mystery that is unattainable as long as it is visible. In this Anthology you will find the play on words: magic magic, enchanting enchantment, dutiful duty, hopeful hope, love in love, peaceful peace, sentimental feelings, everything beyond everything, bittersweet, the clear blue of the globe and much more...

About the Editor :-

ANGELA KOSTA was born in Elbasan - Albania and has lived in Italy since 1995. She is a translator, essayist, journalist, literary critic, publisher and promoter. He has published 12 books: novels, poems and fairy tales in Albanian, Italian and English. His publications and translations have been published in various national and international literary magazines and newspapers.

Angela Kosta translates and writes articles and interviews for the newspaper "Calabria Live", Saturno magazine, Alessandria Today Magazine, the international magazine "Orfeu:", the newspaper "Nacional", Gazeta Destinacioni, Perqasje Italo - Shqiptare, the magazine "Atunis", she collaborates with the magazines: "International Literature Language Journal (Michigan), Wordsmith International Editorial (Florida), The Daily Global (Bangladesh), India, Pakistan, etc.

She is co-author in several anthologies in: USA, England, India, Bangladesh, Albania, Russia, Kosovo, etc. 

Angela Kosta is Ambassador for Culture and Peace in: Bangladesh, Poland, Canada, Algeria, Egypt, Mexico, Romania etc.

She is also Vice President of Poets in the World in South Korea, a member of the League of Writers (LSHASH) and BSHBSH - Italy, AAA (America), Greece, Poland, Hungary, Mexico, Romania, Croatia, India, etc. 

Angela Kosta's poems, essays and articles are translated and published in 30 foreign languages and countries. In addition, Angela Kosta has been featured in International Literature Language Journal, Wordsmith International Editorial and Saturno Magazine, and The Sentinel.

Two Poems by Minko Tanev

Sunrise in Colors And Birds 

 

In love with forms, with their steep movement,

I foresaw calmness - in me

a flirtation was brewing between colors and poems

and the cry was mine.

 

I wept and sang, starry peak, serene foothills,

in the terrifying height –

hymn to mythical heroes in the sky alarmingly

and the soul bleeds.

 

The flame goes out. The target is hit.

Enlightenment. Smoke.

Anthills freeze in the tunnel's snow vault.

Until we take off.

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Murals

 

Whose dream we embody, guard,

consciousness boundless, without remorse?

Lightning in verse. Doomsday pause.

Above guardians. Above oppressed.

 

Hear how in heavenly rhythm

temples fall, sanctuaries disappear.

Wrath of God over mythical demons.

And the swampy soil rages.

 

A priestly wand. A sacrificial rag.

А pity pawn. A blood cloak.

Rotten breath. Infernal wheezing.

 

The exalted multitude bows.

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© Minko Tanev 

Bulgaria 

stboianova@abv.bg

Minko Tanev, Bulgaria, Philologist, Author of 6 books of poetry in Bulgaria.  Co-author with Stoianka Boianova (his wife and partner in literature) of four bilingual books in English and Bulgarian published upon the invitation of Cyberwit.net, India. He has participated in more than 80 world anthologies with poetry, gogyoshi and haiku, and has publications in 28 countries. With numerous awards and recognition around the world. In"Guinness World Records" for his participation in "HYPERPOEM, Collection of Authors on a World Record", Ukiyoto, India, 2023. Awards: “First World Poetry Competition of Newspapers and Televisions”, 2020, China; Chinese International Zhengxin Poet Award, China, 2022; Grand premio International Poetry Prize "Ossi di Seppia" Italy, 2023. In the list of the top 100 European most creative haiku authors. Certificate of honor for contribution to modern Bulgarian literature, 2019. Honorary Poet of Birland State, Africa, depicted on a special postage stamp. International Peace Ambassador, The Daily Global Nation, Dhaka, Bangladesh.

Two Poems by Stoianka Boianova

Flower in the Garden 

 

Blooming flower, hello!

Don’t you know me?

I live here, near you,

you are blooming close to me.

We drink water 

from the same stream.

Our air is one and the same:

I breathe out – you breathe in,

you breathe out – I breathe in.

But if something goes wrong –

Someone breaks your blossom,

smashes your stem,

I’ll be living after your death,

for only one last short breath.

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Evening Walk 

From the mysterious gaze of the nipples

of the crisp black grapes,

of silhouettes of bygone poplar trees, 

like sentinels along the road, 

do not be afraid!

From the nightingale's tall words,

from the sensual voice of a tawny owl,

from the fragile litter of grasses,

with the sharpened shadows of the reeds,

do not be afraid!

They are my friends. And my home.

Nature is my kingdom under the heavens.

The priests bless her with peace.

Poets chant it. And singers.

And God creates it with his heart.

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© Stoianka Boianova

Bulgaria

stboianova@abv.bg

Stoianka Boianova,(Bulgaria) Physicist. Listed in “Guinness World Records” for HYPERPOEM, is author of eleven books in the genres of poetry and fiction in Bulgaria . Co-author with Minko Tanev (her husband and partner in literature) of four bilingual books in English and Bulgarian published upon the invitation of Cyberwit.net, India. She has participated in more than 80 world anthologies with poetry, gogyoshi and haiku, and has publications in 28 countries. Awards:  “Best Author European Community”, the International Poetry Competition “Ossi Di Seppia” 2024, Italy; Grand Premio International Poetry Prize “Ossi di Seppia” Italy, 2023; Chinese International Zhengxin Poet Award, China, 2022; Silver Award for World Gogyoshi, 2022; “First World Poetry Competition of Newspapers and Televisions” 2020, China; Prize Suryodaya Literary Excellence Award, India; LIBRE Global Poetry Prize and PREMIO PACIFISTA GLOBAL, POETAS INTERGALACTICOS, Ecuador; Silver Award for World Gogyoshi, 2022; In the list of the top 100 European most creative haiku authors. Haiku awards and honors in Poland, Japan, India, Croatia, France, and Bulgaria. Certificate of honor for contribution to modern Bulgarian literature, 2019. Honorary Poet of Birland State, Africa, depicted on a special postage stamp. International Peace Ambassador, The Daily Global Nation, Dhaka, Bangladesh.

And Now I Speak, Novel by Maria Teresa Liuzzo, Reflections by Sara Russell

This novel by Maria Teresa Liuzzo presents a bold condemnation of the code of silence, hypocrisy, and violence against women. The protagonist, Mary, lives through a collection of unique life experiences which resonate with the experience of women the world over. 

The uniqueness of the life experiences are entwined with the universality of female experience, encouraging readers to reflect on their experience in relation to the events recounted in the novel as well as to the status of women. 

Mary’s life is recounted in careful detail, beginning with early childhood, without holding back on the more traumatic details. In fact, the very title of the novel emphasizes the choice to speak precisely when silence is imposed, breaking the code of silence to articulate all that usually remains secret. 

Troubled from the very beginning, Mary’s life presents a series of obstacles that greatly challenge her emotional resilience as well as her physical well-being. She endures in equal measure the absence of love and affection and the excess of violence and threats. Nonetheless, the more her parents imprison her in their violent world ruled by fear, threats, toil, and pain, the more she finds freedom within the wide spaces of her creativity, traveling with her imagination beyond the confines of the walls of the home that hold her captive. 

In addition to the long series of abuses inflicted by her family of origin, the reader notes that in order to leave her first prison and her first set of persecutors, Mary contracts a marriage with a man who becomes her new persecutor, her marriage her new prison. She bravely leaves this marriage and faces new adventures and perils, and seeking out the best possible compromises when she comes up against the limited possibilities offered by the misogynist world that surrounds her.  

It is in her creativity that Mary finds her greatest resource, and as a writer, she cultivates new friendships and a degree of autonomy. 

Nonetheless, Mary remains a prisoner of her traumatic past, and her painful memories are a perpetual prison, a constant and poignant reminder to the novel’s readers that even unspoken acts of violence have enduring consequences.

[Sara Russell with Novel] 

Two Poems by Donna McCabe

Aspiring Heights

 

Ascending the ladder of life

Trying to keep everything in balance

Each step climbed an achievement

Determination to keep going

Strength and willpower a stubborn trait

To accomplish one's goal, succeed

To keep that dream alive

Of reaching for the stars.

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Bruised Rainbow

 

My soul is a bruised rainbow

Reflecting many a hue of emotions

Stages of change and healing

Glowing bright in the light of day

Emerging from clouds after falling rain

Trying to release all the sorrow, all the pain.

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© Donna McCabe

South Wales, UK

donna_salisbury@sky.com

Donna McCabe is an established poet from South Wales, UK, with over twenty years experience. Her work has gained her multiple accolades within her field of literature. From being published in journals, magazines and anthologies both nationally and internationally, she is also a respected admin on many social media pages as well as having her own Instagram page and poetry page.

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Two Poems by Krishnasankar Acharjee

Hibernation

Dreary December on every side, low

me spirit'd, dream that first decision

in lyi'g along yew-grey-eve and deep

dark night, desire a sense so joyous 

era, fix once a great game grew love

Just wint'r as oxy-black that the first

love, settle up thro' the timely profit 

touch, towards the place below n to

lay aside from the high hop'd feeli'gs

To be fixed rules the play part flows,

I've been, with the purposes enough 

dreams, waiting - the passions vs all

spirit point warm days, 'll be return'd

Loe the spri'g has lost from her own

service, with lone heart i ov'r worlds

eyes stand, tears shed by liberty full,

I inspire due to lay soft heat behind

my more than rarefied meani'g past

After taki'g fit high heart willful wine-

cup, mind drunk'n with their relation 

revers'd veins, I have been sacrific'd

my all God given inner indeed ease,

While, in the hazy light your naughty

silken hide hairs like waves thro' the 

reflexion, reel then my Adam liken'd

love and it's uphill eyes, feel uneasy

In every joint an intrepid level self-

discipline severe onely to gad about

n wait for you [ figure zero - Zari ] at

happier end night, due to warn your

rich awry vainglory n irrational order

Same a century, i lose into my looks

own loneliness n put up with throu'

such a journey forgot nights - that's 

never slipped slight and the endless

desires, to be closed from the inner

As the unlucky man desire to speak 

you my eye-witness each love - First

Man fixed own visions - that's real 

furies were flown thro' my invisible 

sight - i enter'd into a state of decay.

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Mezzanine

Very brown, my two lusti'g surprise

so dearly eyes, look at the strange 

world due to the light lovely dream,

I become very hot

in passion pursu'd 

sparks, alone with the readi'g freed

Bible's right well ratio, i in the junior

embedd'd earth entry seem'd seat

The far-off sights of happy screen,

unfaithful echo, just as that victory 

utter'd night, cause many have lost

their good hope n soul, but i on the 

same stage due to Hellenic visions 

Watertight eyes, dwell in the depth

of sight, from a sunk river, waiting 

for the life proved fume, that clear

as reception with first quest honor 

Amid the highly glorious Globe, it's 

an offer sacrifice soul - admix'd by

the earth, always inspires on flame,

to be come out in his made by own

land 'Bethlehem' in search of creed

Since many astonisht eras my less

sorry n crucifi'd soul, sleep with up

givi'g sense, off n on to mix gravity

constant force, unite in each mind

And from the true time equation to

equation, thro' the lying in a stupor 

journ'y by the maker's merry make

eyes, due to put faith in the trial of 

courtly truth that up to a sentence 

Then, thro' the first light of second 

sleep, part a class of the corporeal

soul, for bring the million n million

cosmic rays, born in the first lights

The list so life like an orbit showi'g-

off - to bri'g re-birth due to carry on 

the journey, [ Zari - dainty damzel ] 

I as a free looki'g lover was intently 

engaged, in your love era after era,

set fire into a manly man's infinite 

love n an outburst of swift passion.

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© Krishnasankar Acharjee

Kolkata, West Bengal 

krishnasankar.acharjee1122@gmail.com

Poet Krishnasankar Acharjee is an  'Academy Awardee' from the Govt. of Italy n Crimea and Guinness Book of World record holder poet, successful English teacher [India-Kolkata-Bengal], is an international free lance writer, poet, author with several Global Awards as Gold Pen, Gold Medal, and the King of the Letters from Cuba-America. 

He is belonging to the selected member of World Union of Poets in Italy by [Knt.Bortolazzi], Ambassador in Spain [Rima-Jotabee], World Icon of Peace and World Laureate in English literature from World Parliament. He has been selected for Judgment of Chekhov's poetry fest in Russia-2021, and also selected International Excellence Award from European institute of Applied Research [UNESCO], Literoma Rising Star Award from Kolkata-India, Galaxia International Award from Chile-America. He achieved the Citizenship from United Kingdom of Atlantis, and Honourary Certificate from European Art and Literary Review [As a Great Poet like Homer] He has been attended National and International Seminar over poetry in different places of the Globe and Many poems have been published in Journals and Anthologies.

His [Five Stars] books "CENTURY'S LAST SEREIN" n "WILD-EYED GYPSY-GIRLS" published from Kindle Press Amazon [America-Florida] Acknowledged that, he is the prestigious International Award Honoured poet in the World.