A Dark Glare

by Ilhan Rahman

A black view,
everything new.
A shooting star,
across our car.
Four eyes;
Wandering the skies.
Two heads,
out of beds.
Waiting to receive,
something massive.
A scatterring glare,
of a known hair.
Blocking the way,
of the moon’s ray
Scattering the sky,
in my eye.
A silky feeling,
around my face.
Moving my,
body’s haze.
A sudden,
breeze moved her hair.
Letting the moon again glare.
two shots.
Across our hearts,
flooding the road of our bloods.
We fell over our ends,
in the same trend.
That’s how our lives end.

The Game of Fate

by Aditi Vishwanath

Blaming yourself, for the mishap occurred,
convicting yourself, for ruining the peace.
Most of us do the same, to blame ourselves or others,
and just thinking the impact, of the befallen mishap.

Appreciating yourself, for the fortuity arisen,
complimenting yourself, for bringing the change.
The majority do the same, praising yourself or others,
joyously celebrating, the arrival of fortuity.

But, few and far between this world,
realize that it’s the game of fate,
and an incident had befallen,
because it had to befall.

Lost In War

by Ishaan Singh Sarna

i knew this day would come,
the day i would lose faith in humanity,
when the world would be shadowed
by the shrill cries of my children
and others like them,
when a line, a mere line would be drawn
along my children and i.

as i walk through the shady camps
with children chatting
curled up in foil sheets, as blankets;
i think of this world
and it’s dilapidated humanity,
with the influx of bloodshed
and separation coming everyday;
and the mothers who lose their
children to this harsh world of bloodshed
and lost humanity.

i see a child,
his eyes a world, a world of shattered dreams
and memories of his family;
his eyes a barren landscape
which should be sown with love,
with the remnants of his lost childhood,
and the tender love of a mother.

still wandering, but lost:
i feel something caressing my scrawny skin,
i feel the scrawniness go away,
and the void being filled by the gentleness
of something soft,
a magnolia –
a blooming magnolia,
with its petals filled with the hues of
hope, of love and of assurance.
the pink, waxy petals
penetrating deep into my heart,
and the void being filled
with a short moment of ecstasy;

and i hear another gunshot,
the shrill cries and scornful pleadings
accompanying them.


by Sebastian

Exciting fun
Running, jumping, hitting
Happy, tiring, puffed-out


by Dylan

Tiring, exciting
Running, shooting, scoring,
Excitable, cheering, joyful, fun

Peaceful Life

by Hitanshi

I sat down in a garden,
And thanked God for such a peaceful life,
For everything that is alive.
I saw a cuckoo in rejoice
With such a sweet voice,
And a butterfly sucking nectar
In a happy sector.
I plead to God to never end this life,
Having such a bright light.
I praised the beauty
For this wonderful treaty.
I looked widely at nature,
And saw the variant types of creatures.
I was amused to see the variant types.
Oh Cripes! I thank you for this place,
Having such a brilliant taste,
For life and for the beauty of everything that is alive.


by Aditi Vishwanath

My smallest of sorrows is healed by you,
and in my happiest of moments, you too are happy.

My stealthiest of secrets you keep as it is,
without spreading it as a matter to gossip.

What I like and what I don’t?
You’re the only one who knows them all,
it is because I trust you.

I tell everything to you, my sorrows, delights,
secrets, likes and dislikes,
just because I believe you,
and I, have faith in you.

Lost Kid

by Alexander Ortman

Why did you leave
Without even trying
You left us in the foster home
Bawling and crying

Why did you really leave
Got my heart on my sleeve
It’s getting really hard now
To try and believe

Now what do I do
I really thought the answer
Was going to be you

But you left us in the dirt
We weren’t trying to be hurt

One day you called me
you said you loved us
You’re lying
You left us all alone
Without even trying
Now everyone said
I shouldn’t be crying

Then grandma took care of us
we thought she was fine
But in the end her depression
was as bad as mine

Now mom
You lost us because of addiction
You would always do drugs
and drink in the kitchen
Now there was an eviction
And an order protection
I guess you learned your lesson

The demons in us all
Can you hear their call?
They keep putting us
Up against the wall

Now you have to leave
There’s no smile on my face
You really think I’m kidding
You’re just a disgrace
Because of your drinking
We end up losing our place

Then all these years
I thought it would be great
But stuck up in my heart
is a whole bunch of hate

I know that you’re my momma
You didn’t mean to harm her
But when you choked out my sister
all you got was karma

I know you didn’t try
Because your brain started to fry
But all I can do is sit there and cry

All you did was drink
What am I supposed to think
You built a bad ship
now it starts to sink

Now momma
Can you hear me calling?
I’m just a baby bawling
I wish you’d come back
But I think you are stalling

I wish you’d pay the time
To prove that you care
But you know you’d get locked up
So your not even there
Said you’ll come back
You won’t even dare
Now all I can do
is sit there and stare

You really leaving
wasn’t really right
And you beating us
Gave us such a fright
That’s why sometimes
I can’t sleep at night
Dreaming of you and grandma
Getting in a fight

Was that really right ?


Fateful Moments

by Daisy Tinsley

She lay on her bed,
Heartbroken and dead,
Crushed and smeared in a crumbling bed,
Sad and small she let her tears fall,
Fateful moments are something to be shared,
They take your soul,
Your heart too,
Why trust them, when they don’t trust you?
You run your moment, but then it ends,
Fateful moments why do you end?

Mystery in the Night

by Nashrah Tanvir

I slept in my bed fast asleep,
I never heard even a peep.
A break of silence occurred
And from darkness a shadow emerged.
Then the hand and the fingers,
“At the mid-night hour what is this behaviour?”
Is it a ghost or zombie?
Came to eat me.”
So I prayed, “Save me, Almighty.”
I trembled and covered my lap,
From the window I heard tap, tap, tap!
I went to the window and sighed with relief,
The mystery in the night was only a tree and its leaf.