Poem

By Nix Carlson Black mold in the pipelines to adulthood, oozing into the brains of young men. Boys. As if a boy hadn’t pushed me off the monkey bars at seven. Ms. Lees claimed he liked me. Said a crush was meant literally. As if it was my fate to pour peroxide bubbles over scraped knees. Misogyny is snaking through middle school science classrooms. As if boys didn’t jeer, they were just stronger than us. It’s just science. Chromosomal decree. As if I couldn’t lift more than t

By Chen Hao Hua DAMAGE, such a lovely word! Every damage, comes with age, Every damage gives rise to more rage, Every damage, slowly turn you into a mage. HURT such a lovely word! Every hurt comes with morale, Every hurt is usually drowned by ale, Every hurt is because you're male. DAMAGE, HURT such lovely words! You don't need to look, they find you, You don't need to seek, they find you, You don't need to feel, they screw you! DAMAGE, HURT such lovely words! Wise are those

By Rasha Hussein Le soir, et même plus tard, alors qu'il fait nuit noire Quand le soleil part, et qu'il ne reste plus rien à prévoir Seul, tu es là à réfléchir dans ton grand manoir "Mais pourquoi être si triste : j'ai pourtant du pouvoir J'ai gagné et mon pays est marqué dans l'histoire Pourquoi si amer lors des célébrations de ma victoire ?" Tu te rappelleras soudain les pleurs des enfants malades, Ceux qui gisaient au sol, à côté de leurs camarades Ceux qui suffoquaient, e

By Anna Nemeth The noises of the day gave way echoing its chaos as the sun rose slowly the birds sang their merry tunes as I walked upon the sand dunes everyday listening to the whispers of my heart feeling lost without you everything had been planned so meticulous like the grains of sand running through my hands you let it all go my heart raced along remembering how could you how could you listen to the toxic voices the voices of the discontented like them you became a menac

By Varenya Shekhar One with a spark in his eye, another gleaming with curiosity  All of them forced to work as slaves, just an introduction to this hypocrisy.  Another model, formula, function testing the sanity of us slaves and servants, A new set of exams, those are our holiday presents.  Countless days and endless nights, putting our blood, sweat, and tears into an alphabet that defines our worth and place,  But they’ll never accept it, even if we confront them face-to-fac

By Suvreenda Sood In the last days of senescence, Flowers, wilted, embers, fragrance  Of psithurism and rustle of petrichor,  Sun sets, dew drops, seven blissful shades of awe. Midst fields of October pumpkins,  Hot oven baked cinnamon muffins,  Overturned, the passion of pastel prose,  The care of carmine, in the river of golden woes. Feral fright, freight of sorrows,  Sails reefed, solemn promises flow in furrows  By the hearth's splutter, an armchair of rugged vows  A remi

By Sanyukta Lokhande 'Now that you're here' I feel complete like i found the last piece of the puzzle i had been wanting to complete all my life. The way I see you makes me realise how much I have wanted love  the way you hug heals me your laugh brings out emotions in me that i never thought i was capable of feeling you own the pair of eyes of i see my world through the way I am around you is something else, I've never been happier  you have a presence that makes me feel i am

By Janae Smyth Some nights I lie awake wandering the windy paths of my mind   Absent to reality as I walk through the woods to find   hidden truths and warped mirrors traveling through time  I drive without being present whilst I try to fit into the shoes of everyone I know and those whom  I’ve since split   I see myself through all but my own iris   The more I think the more my personality goes through dialysis   And I’ve thought my emotions out of existence   So much so I b

By Danielle Hazart She is the only one in this world to know me in my entirety. The dedication of my sole scholar in this lonely school of thought; more than a mentee, more than an apprentice, my fated confidant; She is my proof of true love. Every singeing sorrow of mine brands her with tireless loyalty. She calms my trembling hands, and bares her teeth at every offender. She reminds me I, too, can feel safe. I’ve memorized every tender wipe of tears I could hold no longer;

By GR Madhukar A kiss in the rain, you thought you dreamt, that was a vision, coming true that meant, when we were caught, in a magical spell, that made us aware, in each other we dwell.   Like sunset on, the blue ocean, we move in slowly, in slow motion, I hold you gently, with hands on your waist, we make it slowly, without a haste.   As the rain slowly falls, in full moon shine, you kiss my lips, say “you are always mine”, the rain picks up, to soak our hair, but our eyes

By Navneet Gill (नवनीत गिल) शब्द बेज़ुबां, कह जायें सभी कुछ, मगर "जुबां", उनके आगे लगी तुच्छ। पढ़ "संसार", आसानी से समझता, किन्तु बिसार, दे, बातें जब है उलझता। रत्तीभर फर्क, पड़े नहीं, देख जगत, "तर्क-वितर्क", करे बन हरदम सशक्त। भांति, अक्षर, काश लेता "संज्ञान", बिना फिर डर,  सुखी बसता हर इंसान। By Navneet Gill (नवनीत गिल)

By Upama Bhattacharjee I don't remember your voice when the room goes quiet. It comes in flashes, in the swell of a bustling crowd, when...

By Shreyas Raman To the woods where does he go, The lone old soul who’s called back home, Far out past the town-hall lights, Where stars...

By Ariel Fullerton the butterfly’s wings open wide like her heart tries to do- fluttering at the doors but she just makes attempts at...

By Ariel Fullerton i am claimed  baggage by myself  i am worthy  of being pulled from the carousel spinning me round and round i am full...

By Ariel Fullerton She was invited and arrived the letter gill dead gold and sealed with a kiss of death unbeknownst to her she brought herself and other gifts to share with friends they laid them out upon the table and her too tied limb and fin on the barbeque in mock welcome to the land they left the charcoal below and lit the flame and roasted her alive they spit upon her scales and called it justice for her sparkle against their dull mutedness as they closed their ears an

By Navya Kumar Oatmeal a '42 Shot red eyes Sweet 16 Broken brackets Crinkled tampons Breakfast of a teenage killer We aren't so different...

By Danica Orr Beauty in her, her song, herself Poison inside, almost spilling, don’t let it spill Tears stream down as she calls them...

By Ava Darwin My body falls the way Mother Nature intends Each piece of skin Is marked by her needs for us to be closer to her core Her...

By Dr. Susheela Chaurasia मोदक, लड्डू भोग चढ़ाऊं,  गण गण गणपति गीत मैं गाऊं,  उमानंदन को मैं सजाऊं,  पुष्प, इतर, चंदन ले आऊं, ...