As the sun kisses the moon,
Away from other people’s eyes.
I bless you with grace
Divine light.
Melita Ratković, an eminent poet from Serbia shares her poetry
Melita Ratković, lives in Novi Novi – Serbia. She is literary ambassador of Serbia in Brazil and Spain and has participated in several anthologies, world
So much was I
When I just thought about myself
And look,
How little was I reduced to
A handful of ashes!!!
Jernail S Aanand, a renowned poet, writer and philosopher of India, shares his poetry
Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, President of the International Academy of Ethics, is author of 161 books in English poetry, fiction,
Some healing is not connected to illness as much as it is to life.
I want to be okay. I want to be loved for who I am, not for what I can give. I want someone who holds my heart before they hold my hand!
Well, my friend, these are our legitimate wishes. We all need security before love, yearning for someone who misses our absence,
aste-based oppression and skin-color based discrimination are both deplorable, but they are not connected.
Over the last few years, the caste system has entered the American discourse as the result of a high-profile legal case at Cisco and the inclusion of caste as a protected category at over two dozen US universities. Just last month,
Even after all this time, I still remember the day the General Secondary Certificate results were announced. I went to my school alone that day. I wasn’t afraid but rather expectant. Everyone was present – teachers, classmates, and administrative staff. The first person I saw was my philosophy teacher. I shyly smiled at her, only
