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Sunday Translation By Asim Bhattacharya (original : Dr. Suni...

To the brim When everything will come to an end This body and mind Will mingle with the earth. This ego and wealth Will...

Editorial

The best thing about a globalized poetic connectivity is that, it throbs with different souls. Life that gushes forth th...

Sunday Special Two poems by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar

Poem 1. MASS EXODUS: BACK AND FORTH Millions of legs, tight and stout, step out Of their weak doorsteps With their empty...

Global Guest By Ashraf Aboul-Yazid Ashraf-Dali

The Memory of the Silence Ashraf Aboul-Yazid, Egypt, March 13, 1963. Editor in Chief, THE SILK ROAD LITERATURE SERIES, W...

Vibrant Verses By Dr. Paramita Mukherjee Mullick

THE MOON HIDDEN IN THE MORNING SKY I was walking down the road. I looked up to see the sky. My mind was fresh without th...

Vibrant Verses By Sangeeta Sharma

Is Death ever a choice? The forlorn shrivelled taupe leaf sways down to the ground Indicating the metamorphosis that lif...

Vibrant Verses By Dr. Kumud Bala

Let's hoist the tricolor Let's hoist the tricolor Hug everyone, Freedom is our bride now So smile... let's smile And let...

Vibrant verses By Sanjeevani Biswas

Reflections My heart is like the empty room I step into after I shower your memories resemble the three dew drops restin...

Vibrant Verses By Manjula Asthana Mahanti

Proud of my Country I am a proud citizen of India A country, named “Sone Ki Chidia” Country, praised for its unique cult...