Month: March 2018

Articles

Library as Sanctuary

By Mark Antony Rossi Any lover of books will proudly proclaim the public library is in the same league as the church for being a sacred zone of inspiration. Before the Internet it was the library that fed knowledge-hungry souls. In this wondrous place you could visit different cultures, different […]

Poetry

Hypocrisy

Cocooned and shelled Like a hard core coconut We live like strangers and, Next- door neighbors, Each within like an oyster The pearl lying in stupor Drunk and senseless; Emotions dried and withered Like the flowers… Drooping and faded of luster The earlier glow shed off With constant stagnation of […]

Poetry

One Sided Love

“We live in a world full of pain. Where love is blind and words are left in vain.” Waiting for you has been like waiting for rain in drought Useless and disappointing, leaving me with tears that clot Slowly the venom in my brain kills the flowers of my heart […]

Poetry

Still in Love

We  were  in  love  and  cared  for  each  other In  spite  of  that  our  priorities  differed We   took   one   another  for – granted As  a  result  our  relationship  suffered Realization   dawned   much   later, When   things   went   out  of   our  hands, We  had   lost   many  precious  moments No  time  was  left   […]

Poetry

Fear

I have been chased by a man with no face scared and jolted to bits I run towards my saving grace I can’t describe him nor can I evade him have been followed by him until the beginning of the time they say He is indescribable full of contempt, fearful and vindictive […]

Poetry

In This Town

In this town where we lived for love we stood naked ‘neath the silvery stars. We gave us all, we gave us more in this town before the night grew old. In this town where we lost our hearts to a love so far beyond the walls. We saw the […]

Poetry

Tumult

In The Darkling Dark cloud, tick, tick of a moon, comes thick-witted, on a broad day noon, soon, are the pitter-pattering legs up and down, roving in a surge in the night shadows, dark cloud, tick, tick of a noon with gnarled hands of a gun is out to prey, […]