I dreamt that I was a wicked terrorist I would kill people in a mindless way- Even the innocent kids and women Any thought of morality I’d keep at bay I was greedy and craved for riches Wanted lot of money at any cost I wouldn’t give a second thought […]
Month: March 2020
The Virus is Fear
By Mark Antony Rossi Once again our illustrious news media have managed to scare people into a total standstill. It’s not enough major newspapers are folding monthly due to disinterested readers. People become tired of lies. The sad fact remains more people died from the common flu last year in […]
Story of Love
Life is full of unforeseen stories With its twists and turns Often times leads to a journey that is hard to foretell. It is the essence of existence A continued quest for true happiness To complete the missing piece and Life for the dying soul. There maybe sunset from broken […]
Moment
During sunrise… The restless youths worked hard for….. fancy cars beautiful house glamourous fashion precious pieces of jewelry unlimited global travel noteworthy recognition. During sunset…. The florid and feeble old has established… financial security beneficial for bodily health serene and tranquil life. What a perfect plan… Most of us dream… […]
The Short Sighted Hindus
~ Sudha Dixit Deficiency of vitamin A is the third cause of blindness in the world. The first two are – politics and religion. We follow religion blindly; even though Hinduism is based on logic. We are too complacent to apply logic and ask pertinent questions. We, happily, remained secular […]
Books and Revolution
~ By Ravi “Revolutions can, and often have, begun with reading.” “The Doctor and the Saint” […]
Be Fruitful and Podcast
~ By Mark Antony Rossi If the Digital Age had a Bible, one of its quotes would be “be fruitful and podcast.” Every time I turn around someone, I know is starting a podcast. Which is fine except I wish I would get a direct memo once in a while […]
The Moon and I
In the green meadow by the lake, the moon and I knit poetry of silk, the language of the birds sleeps in the trees like ripened fruits your eyes are closed and faraway the world rotates between two cherries and a kiss stars rise over old memories of purple seas […]
Corona Virus
By Terence Wynne from Camillus, NY, USA