Poetry

Absent Thoughts by Ritvick Sharma

Where we were and where are we now? There's this question ticking, what to do & how? A disease was out there, Swallowing gullible lives! There was no light of hope, I got only negative vibes... The time wasn't oozing fast, Clock taught me a lot; Help was nowhere, My family held my thoughts. When… Continue reading Absent Thoughts by Ritvick Sharma

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Shopping Centre by Rebecca Samura

I know it scared you every time our eyes lit up.Little hands reaching for shiny plastic and colourful lights.Can we get it?It hurts you to say no.Others looked on, watching the show.Your self doubts and insecurities magnified by what you thought, they are thinking.We ask again. you say no, again.There is only so long, little… Continue reading Shopping Centre by Rebecca Samura

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I’m scared when I’m not in love by Sophia Georghiou

I’ve forgotten what to do with my body when no one is watching. I think about inviting the man on the sixth floor to share the skyline with me, but he doesn’t exist. I sit crossed legged by the window and stare out at a dormant city, a reset video game, I can’t be bothered… Continue reading I’m scared when I’m not in love by Sophia Georghiou

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Trees for small gardens by Darcy Isla

I name my babieseven though I cannot keep themalready they arecalling to Triassic queenspruned pink perfectionblowing kisses at my windowon the breath of springbreaking bark and splitting eartht o lea v e mm eDecaisnea fargesiiwatchpost of the patchoutlier of the gardenstands tall to cold and diseasesomewhere else nowFicus carica Babitsself fertile Figdoes not need her… Continue reading Trees for small gardens by Darcy Isla

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‘Black and British’? by Dayna Francis | Black History Month Celebration

‘Black and British’ should not be a thing,It should be you, me, him, her, them and they,But people look to your colour and country for your story,And assume they realise your inner glory. It is why some people call me the other black girl’s name,I shake my head and correct them nicely but they do… Continue reading ‘Black and British’? by Dayna Francis | Black History Month Celebration

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Siren by Serena Piccoli

to Alexandra They started whirling the rumour I was a MonsterHad been swimming around me till I drank it As it washed away the sea flowers in meI became the Monster Couldn’t lie on the rock among the othersNor in the silvery foam Anticipation drowned:You wouldn’t get to me, trapped in the continuous storms of… Continue reading Siren by Serena Piccoli

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fever dreams of an insomniac, lying next to you by Aidan Harvey

We are unsleeping. Pick-axe eyes,plastered rheumy,bore into ceilings,furthereach passing of night."Awaken": unsure,did sleep ever find us, legs celtic knotted,tendrils of hair veiling my vision -or has this Witching hourtaken captives of us? In moments eyelids kiss,we apple-bob into unconsciousness, return with secondsora lucky minuteof hazed half rest, cruelfalse prophecies of dreamsnever to come. Traitor legs… Continue reading fever dreams of an insomniac, lying next to you by Aidan Harvey

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Impeccable Picture by Himanshu Singh

The picture hanging on a wall, reminiscing timeless moments of a past. Memories are immortal unlike us, stay longer with us than humans do. The picture illustrating everlasting treasures of life, pushing us into cherishing them unless we are alive. Manifests splendid time we've had together. People may come and go, nevertheless what remains perpetual… Continue reading Impeccable Picture by Himanshu Singh

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Fireworks by Darcy Isla

Clueless we soar lighting up the virgin corners of the dark Scoring our names into the sky We rock the earth with our moans and hiss bachelor delights of childhood, untethered Fizzing history through a single night of wild misbehaviour we are eels, we are glorious we are coming for your feet and we are… Continue reading Fireworks by Darcy Isla