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March 17, 2013

A Brand New Day

A new frontier can be seen at the far horizon

As we embark on a new day after a holocaust

Move forward and be reminded ‘tis a brand new day

Forget about the troubles of yesterday

Open yourself up to a new beginning.

A brand new day is smiling your way

All the sorrows and weariness is but a thing of your dark past

Embrace your new life just like a butterfly

Which has just come out of a cocoon, aloof at first but emerged courageous

Ready to get out in the world with promises of blissful years ahead.

Elizabeth E. Castillo Copyright March 17, 2013

Jagjit Singh Jit

Born on 20th Nov. 1951, Jagjit received postgraduate degrees in Science and Law,Commerce, Education & Economics.He is from Nabha, Distt Patiala, Punjab State(INDIA).and Started writing in English beginning in June of 2012.Inspired by Poetess Fran Ayers, Chryssa Velissariou and Jen walls. He is still learning to write poetry and can say he is not a poet yet. Jagjit usually writes in Punjabi ,his mother tongue.

The Imprisoned Soul

The soul

Feels imprisoned into a

Cage of instincts & desires

Love & hatred it acquires

It feels

its knees buckled with

Aspirations and ambitions

Customs and traditions

Seems as

Caught in chains of

Sorrows and its pains

Ecstasy of pleasures it attains

Stands if

Landed in known

Web of murky relations

Nearness & dark deviations

Seeks refuge in God’s lap

To be liberated for ever

Get love & its treasure

Struggles to

Fight against intangible

Enemies of greed & lust

Bathe in waters of nectar

To wash out all sinful dirt

By Jagjit Singh Jit

In gardens of daffodils

And forests of deodars

I searched somewhere

Among a galaxy of stars

I searched every

Nook and corner

Wandering all around

Like a soul mourner

You never remember me

May I live or I may fall

You spoke only your pains

Your sorrows imaged a tall

You never felt by heart

You are my soul I feel

Souls may ride around

The life’s joyous wheel

By Jagjit Singh Jit

Souls In Love

What

A love this is

Beyond flesh

Mind and heart

One

Soul is burning here

The other some where

None claims the affair

Deadlock

Between mind and souls

Play the innings of love

Who bats who’s to bowl

Seeking

Asylum however in

One another’s heart

None accepts to assert

Surprisingly

Feel each others heart beat

Live in one another’s soul

But stay as strangers treat

O’ God this is somewhat illusionary

The souls be complementary

Bless them with blissfully live

Together in love alive

By :- Jagjit Singh Jit

A Bond Celestial

I wonder

Why one feels at heart

Someone so much even

More than one’s own self

Her words

Spray colors of ecstasy

Over emptiness of the soul

Craves to live one’s life a full

Yes! Love

Divinely with no reciprocation

Dually heart felt, no altercation

Feel of beats less suffocation

Souls be

Complementary not compatible

Live in love not physical

A wonder sweet bond celestial

By : Jagjit Singh Jit

Pradipta Kumar Mohanty

Pradipta Kumar Mohantyis hailis from Jagatsinghpur, Odisha (India). He has completed Post Graduate studies in commerce from Utkal University, Bhubaneswar (Odisha). He work for an Indian Railway. He is an avid reader of different literary works. He has a great passion for poetry and loves to write poems also.He can be reached at:-pradiptakumarmohanty1@gmail.com

Ecstasy

Around the vortex of happiness

Spins my dream

To endear a new promise

In search of a unique bliss

Revolves my faith

Round the orbit of love

A desire for a magical relation is webbed

To my heaven of passion

And reflects the shades of pleasure

On the flush of my imagination

In the ocean of sweet emotions

Floats my warm soul

Savouring the nectar of ecstasy

To an utter contentment.

Celebration

You arrive

After a spell of darkness

On the flicker of my hope

With warmth of reminiscence.

Scattering a dreamy light

Over my gloomy despair

Assuage my anguish and grief

And pursue hidden pleasure.

Some kaleidoscopic thoughts

Inject magnificence into my feelings

Urging to spew all my chagrins

And discontentment.

Pounces my heart

With a distinct flair

Wishing to sink deep in your beauty

For celebrating the commitment.

Journey

The rhythm of your euphonic music

Soothes my frayed nerves

The ripples of your majestic laughter

Sweeten the palpitations of my heart

Your arresting beauty

Lures my intense obsession

Spreading an appealing flavour

On my undying emotion

Your tender attraction

Wins the warmth of my soul

Pushing my complacency

To a blissful zone

My life moves along

Steering a journey

With the mission

To unravel the mystery of your thought

For fusing our relation

In an unfathomable togetherness.

Diwakar Pokhriyal

Diwakar Pokhriyal is a Poet by passion. He has been writing poetry since his school days. As of now he has written five poetry books which are published and available on amazon.com, flipkart and blurb.com.Books written by him -

1) Words of love,

2) Solacious Solitude,

3) Why Me Year,

4) From I to We – a poetic love story,

5) Droplets in the sea – with a poetic flow

He is also a part of 13 poetry anthologies with poets around the world.

Wait Of Betterment

( A Fibonacci)

Wait

Very,

Very long,

Tiring and firing,

Stitching and binding us slowly,

For an unknown courageous battle of all battles

See the unseen

(Haiku Chain)

Twinkling starry night,

Nothingness dissolves our soul,

A self -Inspection

Beautiful flowers,

Over-shadows teary rain,

A blind eyed cosmos

Sizzling rain pricks hard,

Deep fear entangles belief

Pure enlightenment

Stand For Light

(Acrostic poetry)

Surrendering Wits,

Torturing souls is to rumble,

Arresting pain and lifelessness,

Nodding,

Darkness is proof of fumble,

Fighting flawlessly is a mark,

Outshining the courage within,

Rupturing the colossal dark,

Light will fall at the place,

Intriguing souls will be enlightened,

Generating sparks of blazing fires,

Haunting the evil darkness,

Tremendous faith will rejuvenate the desires

Arkajyoti Samanta

Arkajyoti Samanta is a Director,of Human Resources of the Karnataka Health Promotion Trust, Bangalore, India. He has extensive experience in Human Resource Management, with a back ground of working in the Public Sector Undertaking and NGOs. He is a passionate art lover and active member of writer-network, a free creative writing community .Writing poems on Facebook. has also been a passion for him. He has accepted this as his journey; one of conviction and contentment. His poems have been featured in Taj Mahal Review and anthologies published by Brian Wrixon, Canada , Barry Mowles, UK (Destiny to write publication) ,and Dwina Taylor , USA.

All The Time, I Need The Pot

The known voice, a tempting knock at the door

This is the source

Poems emerge

Knowingly you ask about

Sadness part

I admit, after all a human

All the time, I need the pot

Full pot, only full pot

May be, there is inner connectivity

I don’t know the reason

When everything reduced to silence, I hear poetry

In the evening

In such silent hours

I count stars

How innocent they are?

They stay where they are

May be there is inner connectivity!

Between silence, stars and poetry!

Love

With a closed entity

Within impermeable boundary

Seamless, as the base of bonding

An unassuming infinite

Short poem 2

I must agree this contest

Heart verses head

To win heart, bow head

A win in head, a heart blockage…

Short poem 3

I admit as you said

I have a life

My only worry is

You never inquired

About it.

Jason Enrique Guzman

Jason was born and raised in Queens, NY.He loves art, music, poetry, philosophy and has studied film,which has led him to work on numerous shorts as a PA.

The Ides Of March

The ides of March sets in, the tides of change begin

A polarizing mindset propells us to divergent ideal

Paths on our road to mindfulness, the equinox points to the wind of change

Once reborn, that which brings life to the sun and trees

The earth can set free the energy it needs to be able to feed you and me

The comprehensive totality of knowledge and wisdom awaits

And the road leads to those who are willing to forgo the stakes in the system today

Take a moment to let sensations run through the observer that is at the bottom of the ocean of self

Let not the things we do cloud our sense of being

The sound of that ocean stillness permeates the arctic tundra and the ancient forest

As much as your inner self. all that is, emanates from being

It begins with a respirational flow, buzzed clearness ringing heavily at a hypnotic tone

And pace that erases your subjective consciousness,

we exist in layers, human derivatives of the original hum of the universe

Carlos André Dos Santos Ferreira,

Carlos André dos Santos Ferreira,is a 27 year old male who hails from Vila do Conde,Portugal.In 2011 Carlos participated in a writing contest with a short story he created originally for it.He didn't win but that didn't dampen his spirits.When he's not writing,he enjoys listening to music ( especially Metal), reading,going to festivals/concerts, camping and going out with friends.He's been writing for a while now.Carlos picked up a pen around 2002 and hasn't stopped.since.In the beginning it was just wannabe-lyrics.But afterwards,he started to write poems as he developed his writing skills.

Winter's Past

Through this verdurous fields

I see the changes

It's time to begin anew

Let go gently of the cold embrace

Of Winter's past

Embrace that was full of memories

Some merry, some aching

That forever will be remembered

But now, let us greet warmer breezes

Break words with strangers

Blossom seeds of possible loves

Build relations to enrich the soul

Yes, it's time to begin anew

For one more chance

To heal enduring wounds

Let the sun shine on

And cleanse darker clouds.

Alicja Maria Kuberska

Alicja Maria Kuberska (1960) was born in Świebodzin a small picturesque city in the midst of woods and lakes, close to Zielona Góra and one hundred kilometres from Berlin. She now lives with her family in the beautiful city of Inowrocław, which is a health resort. Alicja's full time occupation is working for a town hall and in her free time ,she carries out welfare work in society Pro Arte ,in the Society of Sisters -Cities Inowrocław (Poland) and in Bad Oyenhausen (Germany) whilst also actively engaging in charity work.Poetry is an essential part of her life allowing her to release emotions and thought's,part of her subjective secret life.

Alicja's poems have been published on the internet which allows for live and spontaneous contact with her readers. She is always interested in hearing from people and appreciates their remarks and comments. The honest exchange of thoughts is very inspirational and assists Alicja with her ongoing personal development in poetry. Occasionally she inserts her poems on her profile on Facebook ,written both in Polish and English.In 2011,Alicja published a volume of her poems titled,“The glass reality”. Her poems also appear in a few anthologies and magazines as well. Alicja was a feature poet of New Mirage Journal (USA) - Summer 2011 and her poem ,“Train” was nominated for the Puscard Reward.She is a member of the poetical society E-literaci,Poezja and E-poezja London and The Polish Writers Associations in Warsaw.

Dew

I know,that I am only

a drop of dew

hanging between

night and day.

I know too,

that I exist only

a short time

on this world.

I learn from yesterday,

I live for today,

I dream of tomorrow.

A Little Angel

I will send you my angel.

Take care of him.

He is so little, that

You can hide him

In your hand or

In deep in your heart.

Remember ,that my angel

Feeds on your smiles,

Well-wishing words and

Good deeds.

Do not allow him to die from

Hunger.

June Rows

Only the June night

Lines writhe, like wreaths.

Weave a cool star

The transience of the word,

Blade up to the mornings.

Sometimes the word lyrical plot

In the moonlight.

Peaceful melodies, whispers -

Strange and magical.

Sometimes

Jasmine bloom,

And the nightingale sing in them.

Develop verses,

Like flowers on the shrubs.

Sometimes

That absorb at night

Storms of passion,

Affectionate lovers kissing

And hidden smiles in the dark.

The Daybreak

Wake me up

Delicately and tenderly.

Blow away the dream

From my eye-lashes.

Then I will see, how

Aurora with rose fingers

Cuts the darkness of the night and

Lightens the blue sky.

All birds,

Curled up in the nests,

Will sing the hymn about dawn.

The first, warm rays of the sun

Will kiss the petals of

Sleeping flowers.

This is a miracle of

The new day created.

Good morning

Aparna Pathak

Aparna Pathak belongs to India. She is a Graduate in English (Honors) and Post Graduate in Public Relations. She writes poems on blogs such as http://euphoricpoetry.blogspot.in/,http://poetry-24.blogspot.in/,http://www.destinypoets.co.uk/.http://www.poemhunter.com/,http://www.poetry.com/.Her poems have also been published in several print anthologies,in online publications and also in “Reflections”, a literary magazine in London. Aparna also won a contest in “Free verse” poetry , organized by “heart of global poets” ,a poetry group, on ” Face book” .One of her poem was awarded the commendation of ” Highly Commended ” in the Poem of the Year Category of the Destiny Poets’ International Community of Poets ICOP Awards 2012.

Retreat

You are retreating

Leaving behind

Some yawning breaths

Exhaled at dawn;

Little crinkles

On pillow we shared;

Some casually left

Morsels of toast in plate;

Two

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