hihihiiii!! happy summer and thx for reading issue 7. also thanks to our wonderful contributors, for sending in your work (=^・ェ・^=))ノ彡☆...
View here Inside contains: by László Aranyi: Lust by Erin Mullens: Questions For My Ex Nothing by Gabriella Brandom: Jasmine by Grace Sinkins: Keepsake Kisses by Ron Riekki: I Pet His Cat I write nonstop in this deep hope that I can connect with someone I hope God lets me into Heaven I'm listening to Stacey Kent's "Les Eaux De Mars by Shamik Banerjee: Morning Bird To Sonia Written For Edgar On His Mother's Behalf Written After A Careful Watch Of My Cat by Irina Novikova: Untitled artworks by Syd M.: Mental Madness Leo
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by Shamik Banerjee If deep within the mind, and deep within the soul, Like you, I too could be, to shut this human-role, And apparate from here, to a dreamworld afar- A coloured nebula, or a new-founded star. How do you stay moveless, for hours and hours? I wake instantly to, even light rainshowers; You must have a trove where, Rest is nontransient- The more which increases, the more if it is spent. To your concentration, great yogis will forfeit, To your state's profluence, rivers will face defeat, More rhythmic than a child's, is your gut's fall and rise, Simply a glance at you, brings quick sleep to my eyes. In evolution you, to human rank below, Though he is literate, and of great wisdom know, But slave he is to thoughts, that his psyche upset, He mastered all but Peace- the art of ending Fret. Shamik Banerjee is a poet and poetry reviewer from the North-Eastern belt of India. He loves taking long strolls and spending time with his family. His deep affection with Solitude and Poetry provides him happiness. IG: @where_tales_end
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