True Love, a Poem by Kabyanandiny Nijara Barman Deka

True love is hea feeling of heaven 
It's not the just a word...
It's a responsibility 
And all we have. 
Yes, we, the human being...
Wants to be some one 
Special and special more 
By our side all time. 
Only the one who stands
Always in weal and woe...
Is the true love 
Lucky one is the guy
Having a real who get real love 
And With love and respect...
Lucky one is the guy
Who blessed with the Divine grace of a beautiful heart
Yes, it's very hard to 
Last even a single moment 
Without a love 
Love is not the just a word 
It's neither be bought nor be sold
It's only the true freind of human being 
Who make us very happy 
Make us successful by having by our side, 
Give us a better life...
This is the real strange of love.

- Kabyanandiny Nijara Barman Deka
Educator : Shankardev Shishu Niketan sarthebari, Assam 
India 

Unending Love, a Poem by Ranjana Kashyap

I saw a face in the sky yesterday

Across a clear blue sky

The wind collected all the clouds and made a face that smiled then disappeared

Maybe it was my imagination or the river of my thoughts,

crossing my mind like waves.

Or the wind coming from the fifth dimension, that is beyond common sense, another world.

No one is there, in reality, no one is visibly falling.

But  I can feel that love!

Another day, Urge and urge and urge,

missing 

No one is hugging and loving no fellow sleeps at my side through the night, 

The scream at my eyes was asleep

In the morning 

I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer 

The smoke of my own breath,

Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not looking for it 

I have unending love to dedicate to you, worried about our special tree of love, 

carrying the leaves of our heart 

Waiting for you under the shade of that tree!!

- Ranjana Kashyap 

Himachal pradesh, India 

Two Poems by Mohamed Ellaghafi

About to Depart

Love

is everything in this bag

And this rain falling in your eyes

might be enough

for a rose to bloom

in the corners of the heart

My dear

Love is a language against war

I will be careful at the station

Too careful

The bag

will never change

But I fear

that

the water in your eyes

might change.

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The Saxophonist

I and the water are the same

Both of us draw our image from love

Praise be to the light

to the first sight

to the bashfulness lying in the eyes

to a metaphor estranged in the courtyard

of illusion

O lineage that believed in the stone

and the civil status register

and the coffin of last year's September

and the signs of those returning

from the exile of legends

and the chaos

of the new conquerors

No room now accommodates the lovers' activists

and no voice of the dead invades the midday nap

and no poetic text

is inspired by absence in the presence 

of a whore practicing the hunt of seasons

Perhaps what is to come is fiercer 

than the claws of the owner of the heavenly boat

She doesn't need a mask

and the moss was heavenly in turn

astonishing with a face where the wind whistles

And here I remember the face of my friend who was lost to diving

I need how many extraordinary lifetimes

to find you in the reckless cup

my friend, resurrected briefly - trifling with nothingness

inciting forgetfulness

and disobedience

and arrogance and pride

and dancing with the air scented

with the fragrance of women violated by the night

Thanks to the saxophonist

the exquisite display of splendor

Penetrating

is the question of violation within you.

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Mohamed Ellaghafi a Moroccan poet, writer, and publisher, was born on December 7, 1960, in Casablanca. He is the founder and current president of the University of Moroccan Creators and the founder of the National Poetry Award in Morocco. He has published more than fifteen books, ranging from poetry to short stories, and has participated in significant national and Arab poetry gatherings. He is considered one of the pioneers of modern poetry in Morocco, with his beginnings tracing back to the early 1980s as the founder of the (Five Senses) poetic movement, an artistic movement that emerged to align with the course of modernity.

Currently, he publishes in the Qatari magazine Doha, the London-based newspaper Al-Zaman, and the Egyptian magazine Al-Ahram. He was also honored by the Moroccan Ministry of Culture in 2019, in Beirut and Cairo in 2014, and by several prestigious associations both nationally and internationally.

His works have been translated into several languages, including English, French, Persian, German, Albanian, Italian and Korean.

Two Poems by Rifat Ismaili

ALIVE

I live coveredin clouds

Surrounded by the sea

Prisouner of myself

In love with all women

Starry with hopes...

Like a friar uith no tongue

Tied up next to the window

The Orakle of Heaven

I want to give the day light

And only give the truth to people!

I wish to live free

Where is he at?

The country of truth?

With my arms wide open

To infinity...

Only in my heart.

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WRITE LETTERS

I have a lot of letters

to write...

I write to the caravan of clouds

who go to the rain wedding.

Lovers in the rain

studies Macbeth in front of the mirror...

And hunters

they are looking for you in the forest

the unknown...

Moon stretching out her hands

towards the sun to warm.

I write to myself on the body;

the words I don't want you to lose...

With the magic feather

emptiness can...

I'm writing to everyone tonight…!

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The poet, prose writer and essayist Rifat Ismaili was born on March 24, 1968 in Durrës. After finishing high school, he did the mandatory military service for two years in Berat. From 1991 until today he lives in Italy, currently in Savona. Passionate about art and literature, he started writing and painting since school. Since 1986, he started publishing in the newspapers and magazines of the time and continues today. At the same time, in addition to working as an author, he was and still is engaged in translations. It was also published in Italian, English, Arabic, Russian, Uzbek, etc., in some of the literary bodies of those countries. His inclusion in dozens of different publications as an editor or reviewer should be highlighted. Rifat Ismaili is the author of 23 books, and 3 books as a translator.

Three Poems by Jasna Gugić

LORD

Lord, the years are so heavy

my struggle

with myself

and the bitterness of lost love

and sometimes as I wander

seeking your light

in the darkness of my trampled wounds

I repent and fall to my knees,

with tears I wash my face

before your purity.

Lord,

look at me

and touch with your holy hands

this repentant heart

and unworthy hands

in the silence of tears

folded so tightly to you.

Lord,

wash my body and open my eyes

to see for blessing

and hope.

Lord,

teach me

to believe without reservation,

teach me to open my eyes to you in the morning and

in humility accept the crosses

that break me

and do not let me stand in the way to you,

Lord,

many times I started and

on the way I met others

and moved away from you.

Lord,

do not hide

In the darkness of blind streets

of my confused life,

always be near

to the heart that looks at you

be my joy

and everyday smile.

Lord,

and again I don't have enough words before you

to thank you for life

this endless journey

and there is no end

nor words in

which I can

put your love.

Lord,

at the end of this day

I just need your embrace

to know that I have

lived today for you.

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IF I LOSE YOU

If I lose you

rivers will stop flowing

and seas will dry up

and I'll fill with tears shed

the dried up wells

of the wildest hopes.

The sun will lose its shine

and the moon won't illuminate the sky

in the summer evening.

If I lose you

in my fingers

will remain withered flowers

and tears will burn my cheeks.

The heart will beat so slowly

and the body will only remain powerless

and the absent gaze

of a wandering stranger.

If I lose you

I will lose

the last dance of life

and the smile of a new dawn.

Yes, if I lose you

love will be lost

at some station of life

where trains no longer run.

and I'll wait alone

in some frosty morning

in the mist of your eyes

If I lose you,

again for the third time,

my quest will cease.

After you

no one

will fill the spaces of the soul,

with perfection.

Do not let me lose

a piece of heaven from your hands.

Walk with me

walk into life.

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COME

Come into my heart,

it's open for you

this rainy autumn

and my soaked hands reach out to you.

Take the leaves

from my warm hands

and scatter them

along my life's path,

let our love rustle,

let it overflow in droplets,

in the whisper of autumn,

let it flow

from my heart to yours.

Let autumn playfully roam

let it bring the wind from the north

and let it bring color to

the indifference of your days

Let it color your black hues.

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© Jasna Gugić

Croatia 

Jasna Gugić was born in Vinkovci, Croatia. She is the Vice-President of the Association of Artists and Writers of the World SAPS; P.L.O.T.S USA the Creative Magazine Ambassador for Croatia, Ambassador in Elite Arab Creative Union of The Royal House - Lebanon, Ambassador of Peace

and Peaceful Coexistence - Morooco, Global Ambassador of Literacy and Culture for the Asih Sasami Indonesia Global Writers, and a member of Angeena International, a non-profit organization for peace, humanity, literature, poetry, and culture. She is also co-editor of the anthology, Compassion-Save the World, one poem was written by 130 world poets.

Jasna has published three collections of poems. The first two collections are bilingual: one is Croatian-English, and the other is Croatian-Polish. The third collection consists of a single poem translated into sixty languages of the world.

Jasna Gugić is one of the winners of the World Award for Cultural Excellence "César Vallejo" for the year 2020. in the category of culture, awarded by Union Hispanomundial de Escritores (UHE). She is one of the winners of the World Award for Excellence "Golden Eagle" for the year 2023. in the category of literature, awarded by Union Hispanomundial de Escritores (UHE), in a global alliance with Mil Mentes por Mexico International (MMPMI) and Academia Mundial de Literatura, Historia, Arte y Cultura (AMLHAC) and Global Peace Alliance Award 2023. awarded by Union Hispanomundial de Escritores (UHE) , MIL MENTES por Mexico Internacional, and Academia Mundial de Literatura, Historia, Arte y Cultura(AMLHAC). 

Jasna is a multiple winner of many international awards for poetry and literature, and her work has been

translated into several world languages. She lives and works in Zagreb, Croatia. Her poems have been published in magazines in the USA, Spain, Greece, Italy, Russia, Croatia, India, Syria, Denmark, Brazil, Mexico, Bangladesh, Serbia, Albania, Nigeria, Belgium, China, Chile, Nepal, Pakistan, Korea, Germany, Turkey, etc. Her poems have been published in so many world-famous print and electronic magazines, journals, websites, blogs, and anthologies like Spillwords Press – USA, P.L.O.T.S. The Creative Magazine - USA, Mad Swirl – USA ,Inspired – USA Raven Cage – USA, Highland Park Poetry - USA, Setu – USA, Ariel Chart – USA, Dissident Voice – USA, World of Myth Magazine – USA, Cocktail Literary Journal –USA, Synchronized Chaos Magazine – USA, Cajun Mutt Press – USA, Word City Literary Journal - USA, Medusa‟s Kitchen - USA, Sage Cigarettes – USA, Fevers of the Mind - USA, Atunis Galaxy Poetry - Albania /Belgium, Mokasini -Israel, Lothlorien Poetry Journal - UK, Polis Magazino – Greece, Homo Universalis – Greece, Chinese Language Monthly – 中國語文月刊 – China, Active Muse – India,  Eboquills – Nigeria, Azahar Revista Poetica – Spain, Sindh Courier – Pakistan, Magazine Humanity – Russia, Entre Parentesis - Chile, Daily Asia Bani - Bangladesh, Bharat Vision - Denmark, Litterateur Rw, Dritare E Re – Albania, Literary Yard – India, Gazeta Destinacioni - Albania, Newspaper Lissalba - Albania, Alb- Spirit – Albania, Albania Press – Albania, Alessandria Today – Italy,  The Moment International News – Germany, Kavya Kishor English –Bangladesh, PETRUŠKA NASTAMBA, an e-magazine for language, literature, and culture – Serbia, Güncel Sanat magazine – Turkey, Cultural Reverence, a global digital journal of art and literature -India, A Too Powerful Word - Serbia, Magazine Ghorsowar - India, Al-Arabi Today Magazine, Magazine Rainbow, Humayuns Editorial - Bangladesh, Himalaya Diary – Nepal and Agarid br. 24 and 16, Online newspaper NewsNjeju, Korea, Willwash. wordpress blogzine – Nigeria.

Mimusops Elengi in My Yard a Poem by Rajeshri Senapati Gogoi

In my yard 
A Mimusops elengi flower blooms 
The flowers are now 
falling in my doorstep one after one.
The scent of the flowers 
Are so fabulous .
You gave me the garland 
Out of those flowers 
Now, it's reminding 
me of the days
That we spent together 
Beneath the tree.
Even if the flowers are dry
Its fragrance always 
Remind me about you.
Small white flowers
Around me now
Give me the presence of you .
The sweet fragrance 
That  have spread although 
my thoughts and feelings 
Will never fade away 
Even though years pass.
The beautiful tree is large, 
With beautiful white flowers.
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- Rajeshri Senapati Gogoi, 
Dibrugarh, Assam, India 

Three Poems by Antonio Bernard Ma-at

THE PEARL OF THE NIGHT SKY 

I'll dance again, 

with the pearl of the night sky. 

Even if my feet burn on the stage of oblivion 

or my soul's ashes purge in the depths of the night. 

I'll dance again, 

with the pearl of the night sky. 

Its glorious light that sets me free, 

captivating the stars, 

the sky, 

the breeze of sea. 

Unknown to tongues, 

were hidden scars, 

my body is in pain, 

I felt insane.

Yet I'll still be seen dancing 

with the pearl of the night sky.

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ECHOES OF PARALLEL EXISTENCE 

When a silver coin rises towards the skies horizon, A bristling chapter of awareness glints to be discovered. 

It all begins in the cradle of existence, 

Where I drift and realize I never truly rest. 

Each day summons me to play, 

To sculpt shadows from a malleable clay. 

Reciting my lines, 

Adapting my personas, 

Again and again, 

I only flicker,

like a dying star in the night. 

So, I play with my shadow once more. 

Desirous of a howl, 

Yearning for a thunderous roar. 

This bloodlust within, 

pierced through the layers of my skin. 

Kindling flames in my eyes, 

Setting crystalline thoughts inside my mind. 

Yet, I persist in replaying the same script, 

with each iteration birthing a new shadow, 

I'm Trapped in an eternal cycle of seeking, 

Lost amidst echoes of parallel existence.

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ILLUMINATION 

An imperfect actor, 

Enthroned upon a tumultuous stage, 

Awoken by the brilliance, 

To perform under the spotlight's gaze. 

Every gesture uniquely his own, 

Unfolding in unforeseen moments. 

Infront of a crowd 

that hungers and thirst. 

The valour of entertainment. 

His heart beats in rhythm, 

Commanded to lead, 

Mentally bound to enact, 

An untold saga of his existence. 

He yearns to grasp the stars, 

within the grasp of his hand, 

Or to ride the moon's glow, 

Where his souls desires command. 

With no script to guide him, 

The actor must improvise, 

Through the night and day, 

He hopes nothing gets on His way.

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- Antonio Bernard Ma-at

antoniobernardmaat@gmail.com

Antonio Bernard Ma-at, affectionately known as "Your fellow dreamer," is a globally collaborative author who skillfully weaves diverse cultural influences into his literary works. His anthologies, competition entries, and the heartwarming "Mothers of the World" compilation not only celebrate personal victories but also promote community empowerment. In addition to his writing, Antonio serves as a passionate poetry lecturer and holds the esteemed role of Philippines Executive Director of World of Writers, where he mentors aspiring writers with dedication. Co-founding the New Leaf Writing Community and actively participating in initiatives like Passion of Poetry and Filipino Poets in Blossoms, Antonio helps nurture vibrant literary communities worldwide, collectively overseeing more than 156,000 members. Furthermore, as a toastmaster, artist, and musician, he brings layers of creativity to his multifaceted persona. Recognized as a Top Ten Contemporary Author, Antonio's global influence extends to spearheading a Guinness World Record project. Noteworthy accolades include being named Author of the Year at the Asia Pacific Luminaire Awards 2023 and participating as a guest at prestigious events like the Asia's Icon Golden Awards and Asia's Humanitarian Award ceremonies. Antonio's story embodies artistic dedication, cross-cultural integration, and significant impact. Currently, he contributes to the Academy of Farsala in Greece and collaborates with philosophers on the Philosophy of Spring project, further enriching his diverse portfolio of intellectual endeavors.