It is not difficult to notice that we live in some kind of endless cycle of satisfying our own needs. One can agree with this thesis. Indeed, we need to fulfill our basic needs every day, such as brushing our teeth, going to the shower, eating food, cleaning the room, washing clothes, washing dishes. What […]
The endless cycle of unsatisfied needs in life.
Many incorrectly display their life and reality as they are. They practice the embellished wishful thinking, ignoring the hard facts, but heavy and solid. This happens due to a very prevalent method of avoiding reality, which we use almost all day. When I write this article, I also use this technique, divert the mind and […]
We don’t like life, we like escape from it: escapism and reality.
By Nivedita Krishna
Nostalgia, a Sweet Reminisce
As I walked across that lonely desolate road, No it was not a hill station filled with eternal solitude of nature, It was the same crowded route that leaded to the same destination each day, Those familiar faces were strange acquaintances Who exchanged greetings everyday, With a warm affectionate smile, The questions were same, how's life? And the answers have been as per the routine all cramped up... Fantastic!! The greetings ended there As I lay down on my bed, A strange sense of connection was something I missed. I missed those warm and affectionate hands which rested on my forehead, Every evening as I went to sleep. I craved for that hug which convinced me that I can win the world. The feeling of being at home was invincible Those eerie lectures which I hated the most when I was young reverberated…
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Poezi nga Sahit F. Osmani DRITA TË BËHET MBUROJA IME Më zgjoi dita me një shtrëngim drite të më çlironte shpirtin nga terri i natës t’i flakte ëndrrat që më kallinin datën si bar shërues qetësonte mendimet S’ka gjë më të mërzitshme se robërimi është natë mynxyre me plot trishtime […]
Poezi nga Sahit F. Osmani
Poezi nga Nikolla Spathari ASOKOHE Shumë vite ranë, Me gjethet e elbarozave, në udhëtime vjeshtash, Nën qiej të plumbët vitesh, erdhi një pikllim, Zbritii në muzgjet tona të lumtura Dhe hodhi këtë harrim?! Asokohe, Të gjitha perëndimet e liqenit U bënë vetmi, Elbarozat kishin zgjdhur të pëqafojnë vjeshtën, Me karvane […]
ASOKOHE / Poezi nga Nikolla Spathari
Poem by Asoke Kumar Mitra THE LAST VOYAGE… It was a summer evening as usual Exhausted, pale eyes, no singing of birds… Softened with tears, you left us saying adieu A stoic silence, barren land in front You a dead alphabet now, in silence The fragrance of soft wet […]
THE LAST VOYAGE… / Poem by Asoke Kumar Mitra
Poema de Graciela Langorte MADRE (Soneto) Tiene el brillo del cielo su mirada, y a la brisa del viento se asemeja; la caricia divina que me deja un beso de mi madre idolatrada. En mi altar será siempre venerada. Es Ángel que del cielo me aconseja, imagen que en mi vida […]
MADRE (Soneto) / Poema de Graciela Langorte
Shaswata Gangopadhyay (India) One of the Prominent faces of Contemporary Bengali Poetry ,who started writing in Mid 90s. His poems have been published in all major journals of Bengali literature. He has been invited to read his poems in different virtual poetry festivals across the globe, like World Poetry festival in Argentina […]
Shaswata Gangopadhyay (India)
Aesthetic Dreams 
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