If one day you’re feeling sad, Dial My number. I can’t say I will turn your sadness into laughter, But I can sit with you all day. If one day you’re crying, Dial my number. I can’t say I can stop your tears from flowing, But I can give you my shoulder to cry on.…

When you hear that I have gone, Don’t look for me too far away, For I’m nearer to you than before. Look for me in the laughter of the children. Look for me in the bleating, Of the grazing sheep at pasture. Oh, don’t look too far away; I’m nearer to you than yesterday! Look…

While waiting for your call, I sat by the window pane, Near was a narrow lane, Where was a cat meowing It’s way to the wall, and then to the roof Of a lousy building Where lived an old woman. The cat tried and failed Again and again, Till it reached its ninth attempt. I…

I built a bridge of words to reach you, Crafted from quiet sighs and restless nights. Each syllable, a whisper of my heart, Hoping to meet yours halfway. But your silence is a tide, Rising, pulling me further from the shore. I call out, yet the echo fades, Swallowed by waters, you won’t cross. Did…

Her hair flies in the breeze. Shades of golden and hints of red, the light dances. She looks up at me and smiles. Her smile, like the Moon, cut in half. I stand, I stare I contemplate. What’s prettier? The Sun? The Moon? Or, You? This was written by our contributing writer, Shams Seraj.

Feelings are a weapon. Good news is, they don’t cut. Bad news is that they’re blunt. Your words don’t make me bleed. They pierce my skin and crush my bones. Resentment, anger, hatred. These are the things my mind wants me to feel. But this thing in my chest won’t allow me to.  You take…

Today, I woke up, To the melodious sane, Twittering on the Hawthorn tree, Just by my windowpane… Reflecting the Sun’s warm hug, With a warmth so pure, Embraced my wretched soul To find solace in nature’s cure… For the tears have now dried,  And my heart bears weight no more, So, I gently propped my…

The trees have ears. The hills have eyes. The wind can speak. Just incline your ears and listen, You will hear that the beast tells lies. Lovebird, take note of the rain; And don’t forget the snow, But be careful of that lover, That you think you know. This was written by our contributing writer,…

In this insane world You’re my sanity, One I thought I’d never regain On this path You’re my destination. In this darkness You’re my light, A light I’ll gladly follow My words are not just words They become reality through you On my heart, you wrote your name A name forever stamped within me. In…

Little me would have loved who I’ve become, and in the end, that is all that matters. This was written by our contributing writer, Luna Baic.