Elena II Melanson

Dec 2024

Sia Harms

Do not make me laugh.
My bedsheets are ******
In my tired, ruddy hands,
So red and dry from the
Salty tears staining them;
And I fear I cannot lift my
Head, let alone look you
In the eyes—do not make
Me smile, only sit with me
In the wallowing silence
Of a wound trying to heal.

Dec 2024

jeffrey conyers

Pull

Your love has pull me in like, we were in a tug of war.
More you pull me, the more I fell in love.
And wasn't intimidated by any other competitor.

You could push me but never would have succeeded.
All because I would feel you're trying to control me.

But your love has pull me into a world that's unknown.
I must refine it more than ever before.
So, pull me in.
Just pull me in.

Dec 2024

Kani

Linked

Poetry is born not in time
Oasic words born rather out of time
Elapsed time uncounted in the stream of time
Treasured verses beyond time
Revamping soul connections bequest of time
Yarns spun in spools of time

This piece is called Linked.
We want to connect, with our friends and family but also with ourselves. Here, I share my reflections on connection.

Dec 2024

n

senseless

i wake up in a sweat, but i am so cold
i check the clock, its only been an hour
i haven’t slept in such a long time

far, or near
i can always feel it

am i the moth
or am i the flame

-

Dec 2024

Dr Peter Lim

My Creed

I wish
to be simple
not special
the latter
would only
make me artificial -

what best fits me
is the plain and natural
nothing in excess
I need no other call