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Foreword
"Midnight in the Garden of Peace" is an anthology inspired

by the World Literary Forum on Peace and Human Rights,
which is the only one of its kind. It is the reflections of human
thoughts in the form of verses that would plead melodically to
all the sentiment beings to exercise for peace around the world.
The anthology contains poems written by all the

international literary warriors who are inspired to strengthen
the international cultural heritage of different countries through
their literary work so that their writing promote the cultivation
of peace and peace through literature. It includes the divine
imagination of all the poets of the unity to support which would
eventually resonate the songs of peace that everyone waits to
listen.
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The anthology circle around the topic of Peace, Humanity
and Humanitarian which, at present, is felt as necessary to
repair the world a better place to live. The verse formed from
the anthology would be able to regenerate the minds of the
readers to reflect and transform oneself as its rich literary
meanings enables readers to decode their humanitarian heart
hidden in the paradigm of fantasy world. Simultaneously, the
inner soul of the reader would resurrect to explore the world
not traveled to find serenity within and would enable all readers
to change the way they look and listen to the world.
Thus, the anthology will cause every reader to relax,

think, enjoy and realize about their real spirit as it urges a
reverie and a deep introspection, that is like a dive, a fantastic
exploration.
Santosh Kumar Biswa
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Abundio Noel M. Libot
Let Them Be Themselves
Please stop forcing them to change their being,

That they may fit in the world of your dream,
Do not continue your pseudo-healing,
For they are well enough before you came.
Just bother not to look for something wrong,

It's their true melody, not out of tune,
Though it sounds different from the old song,
It is never a whistle of typhoon.
You may not witness the blood that they shed,

That you keep on pushing to the limit,
Beware, not every danger is in red,
And it may kill you if you step on it.
Please allow them be themselves, my friend,
Or just forget that you have ever reigned.
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Different Horizons on Kabul
Who are the real terrorists,

I hope we fairly investigate,
Because allies are there to attest
What is in favor to their bet.
Something written in the history

Yet have different shades of gray,
The youth have limited memory
Just based on what the elders say.
Who are the heroes and the villains,

The answer will only depend
On who are the respondent’s friends,
They are the one they will defend.
Who should be there for the Afghans?

Which music would the people dance?
Is it the hymn of Taliban
Or the chants of the Americans.
Behind the Wall
Should I let my hair grow

As long as of Rapunzel,
Or wait any star to fall
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To wish for fairy tale

To be real,
So your heart could hear
The ringing of bells?
But my horizon is nothing but walls,

How could I see those meteors,
How could I wish as they fall?
Neither sunrise nor sunset,

Only the sun’s heat
For my body to sweat.
Life is free,
That’s what they say,
The, why should I pay?
Why build a wall between us
To forbade each other to see
The stupid reality.
You’re there, I am here,

We’re closer than whisper,
But to my wail
You never hear,
As poor voices
Are not allowed to enter
Your golden ear.
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Though I could not have

The treasure that you have,
But I am still worth of
Such treatment so smooth.
I am human too,
Just like you,
The wall between us,
Hinders you to know.
The land where the wall stand,

Could be a pavement,
To reach each other’s hands,
That together we can dance.
You need not to fear or shame

For our hearts are on flames,
Just listen to the rhythm
Our world would be a joyful hymn.
Rustle
There is a noise
Of a running stream,
As the water to the rock kisses
Like lips of her to him.
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There is a sound
Of the waving air,
It is out of tune,
Yet, I am longing to hear.
There’s a lullaby
Heard by my soul,
It makes my heart fly,
And in your love fall.
But all of these

Will just only pass,
Silence will be noise,
Be memory of the past.
There is ringing of bells,

Children run to play,
But another ringing of bells
Takes those children away.
There is a silence
Of the running stream,
The cool waving stream
No longer sing a hymn.
There is a goodbye,
There is an end,
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No more lullaby,
My soul used to listen.
But all of these

Will just past,
Noise will be the silence,
Be memory of the past.
The Reigning Pawn
I am holy as a saint
and wicked as a sinner,
I can be good or evil,
but nothing last forever.
I deserve no heaven,
yet I am not worthy of hell,
I am what I am,
neither a demon nor an angel.
I wish to be a king,
to have a kingdom of my own,
I have done everything,
but I can only be a pawn.
I am proud of my strength
and humbled of my shortcoming,
Recognizing both
is the great formula of winning.
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Babangida Baba
About Poet
Babangida B. Shira was born in
the Republic of Nigeria, Bauchi state,
Shira LGA. His reading journey moved
him to Azare, zone of Bauchi state,
where he bagged his NCE Certificate
in 2019. He studied English language
and Social studies.
He is a poet, bibliophile, literary
analyst, essayist, unpublished
playwright, co-authored of "The Art of Philosophy: A Selection of Literature
and Poetry", "Sweet Poetry Anthology" etc, multiple awardee in poetry
online competitions.
Babangida B. Shira was also a founder of PoetryJournal
@(babangidababaorg.WordPress. com). He teaches Literature-in-English.
Wanderer and Gatherer
On pram of this lass Earth!

Besides wretched 'nd wrath
Of its. Bear footed matching
On destiny, As if Okonkwo's
Plight- reading via life ireness.
Where an intestine thunders
Where Pity speaks coreless
A stage: where louder lowers
Where Harlot so welcomed
Where Orphan so outcasted.
Wandering For quenching self;
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Gathering not as fresh, but

Decayed stuff- and, jump for joy.
Carcade Of Emotion
Pours on heart
Seems in stupor
Seniles trap less
Makes souls smoothy

Beside raw, riped injects
Echoes an emptied holes
Tick wrong, not a mad

Here mine of, a queen call
How can i shroud? Pardon!
Drive gentle, drop humble

An ardent or gullible to you
Isn't love that makes king, slave?
Hurray, why then- not

A solo of soloful brain
Remained i? I salute to
The Flowerful flower, that

Keeps floating in convoy
Of tantalising smile, hush!
Yours car, highly drives well.
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The SEERS
We're the SEERS

Of those devils replicas
We're the vertebras

Of those diluted souls
Roofs of transparent rooms

Chairs of the bottomless tyrannies
Asphalt of tireless lorries

A gas use to ride a camels
Victims of colonial masters

And independent gentle dudes
Paradises of deviant folk

Wives of castrated husbands
The insulters of deaf men

The gesticulates of blind women
We become the rapists of women

We become the tutors of gathered
Rocks, sheep, swung-monkeys

And the guards of flies-birds.
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Roamers
Barefooted - they transverse

The Warders - to street queen
Crumble, scream in elfs canon
In rhythm of hate - they bypass
Gloss of any convicts, not oafs

Almajirai, in this name humiliate
Many. As if disposal cabbage eat
By an ocean of merciless tyrants
Merchants of predated century

The plight en route on K'olos'
Roles. Spread on mat Malam's
Time paradigm, society as well
I'm sorry of your roaming in wall

Then why are you chosen your
NYSC in the land of no concern?
"In your tour and in lives overture"
A love, a hope, an envisioning

A Change to this Noble course
And monopoly
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Bogdana Găgeanu
Bio:
In 2011, a wrote a play, which is
a monologue called "Do it for me" and
I played it in august at The Culture
House in the town where I was born
in Romania, Câmpina
My Literary poetry debute
started in december 2019.I was
published in the Literary Magazine
"Cenaclul de la Păltiniș" ("The Literary
Circle from Păltiniș", edited by Elena Moisei and Valentin Leahu).
2020-inJune, I went to a radio, Diaspora 360, in the show called "The
world of the words"presented by Petru Abouriței and I recited my poems.
Interviews with Naty Budu-Grati, a Romanian Literary blogger
- article about me in "Gândul" ("The thought" presented by Simona
Tănăsescu.
September2020 - It was a show on radio Vocative, "Reader on the
microphone", presented by Claudia Minela. Claudia read my play "Do it for
me".
September2020-I started to present on radio diaspora 360 a show
with Petru Abouriței called "Senseless News", a humouristic show.
I went at a poetry marathon, organized in Câmpina, Romania.
December 2020-I win 3rd place at the Romanian Poetry Contest
organized by "Mureșenilor House Museum” from Brașov.
I had an interview on Mezomorf-a Romanian online platform about
talented youngsters.
December-I was published in a Romanian Anthology called "Literary
Alpinism" and in a magazine called "The New Magazine", edited by Florin
Dochia.
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From january 2021, I took several International recognitions on
different online competitions.
I had several interviews with Ayo Gutierrez, with Loi Monroe and
Gelda Castro.
I had different projects with radio I&G with Ionel Sava.
Some of my poems became songs, with the help of singer Ghiuri
Mezabrovschi
I was published in "Taifas Literary Magazine "
I was published in Romanian magazines like "The shop window with
poetry" and "Eminesciana"
Idols
We always have idols

And we want to meet them,
Stay close and learn from them.
As time goes by, we become idols, too
For other people, who search one.
We become an example of moving on
And we change the perspective.
Instead of haters, let's have idols!
Poetry as a prayer
Is poetry a prayer?
Yes, it is.
Because the poet is praying
For a better world
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And he is revealing his soul,

Talking to God in rhymes,
Giving Him riddles to solve
And asking His unlimited mercy.
Escape
When my mind is a highest mountain

And I feel I can not climb it,
I go back to my soul
And make an escape
Looking for the blue sea and its waves
And for the need of vacation.
Beggars
Are we beggars,
If we search for love?
Are we beggars,
If we search for compașsion?
Are we beggars,
If we search for help?
Are we beggars
Or only souls in need?
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Who talks?
Who talks?Poverty or your heart?

When you give birth to a child
And you have no financial possibilities To raise him well
But your heart, your mother instinct
Tells you not to abandon your own blood
Because he needs you more than money.
Who talks?Think twice and do not have remorses!
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Bozena Helena Mazur-

Nowak
Bio
Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak
is a Pole since 2004 lives in the UK.
She has published eight volumes of
poetry: four in Polish and four in
English.
She also writes prose and
released two novels and a few short story collections.
Her work may be found in more than 100 worldwide anthologies and
magazines.
Winner of many poetry competitions. Proud holder of many
diplomas, awards, and distinctions including Doctor Honoris Causa for a
Woman of Peace from International Forum of Creativity and Humanity
established in the kingdom of Morocco and A thousand minds for Mexico
Association.
She is also a translator to fellow poets, translates from and into
English.
Her poetry was translated into more than 20 languages
curse of hunger
sad monkeys crouched

at the edge of the clearing
and were thinking so hard
where to get bananas for today
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their stomachs were rumble

their faces twisted by a grimace
however, they do not give up
and were thinking so furiously
the man cut down to the trunk

all banana trees in their area
for man, the animal's world
doesn't count any value at all
because of their thoughtlessness

because of their own private business
the curse of terrible hunger hangs
over the world of all wild monkeys
Man!
after all, you named yourself
a rational being, a master race
don't you?
come to your senses as it is not too late
before you bury all surrounding world
including yourself
Invisible
A little girl gave birth to her son in a dark alley.

Raped more than once by drunk hogs in human skin,
thrown out of her family home for lack of space and love
she had to be self-reliant from an early age
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She loved her son with the love she herself had always wanted
she hid him in the cradle of maternal arms.
She sang him lullabies,
taught him how to talk, walk and how to survive on the streets,
how to protect himself from rape, rain, and hunger.
Her son woke up in the morning

beside her cold, motionless body,
so lost, so scared and so lonely
in the jungle of a big city still remembering
her words repeated like a mantra
"When I'm gone, son, become invisible"
She didn't know it would happen so quickly,

so unexpectedly, that she would leave her son
broken-hearted like hers used to be,
she wanted so much to teach him to live
with hope for a better tomorrow
The invisible son will live like his mother,

a sad and lonely life
And when that last day comes
My Guardian Angel,
you have been walking through life with me
for so many years now,
giving me a hand when I fall down helpless,
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you protect me when I do not see evil myself,

and now there is so much evil in the world, so much
it multiplies, spreads, bleeds, and triumphs so fast.
Gods whom people have raised to the high pedestals,

they probably laugh loudly at humans' stupidity.
They are supposed to make only good
and teach love for one's neighbor,
it was the man who made them an instrument of war.
With the name of God on their lips, these "rational" beings

they conquered new lands, murdered, robbed, and raped.
Human history is written in blood and pain.
How many more cards we will be able to feel in it
before the last animal dies,
before we, people, will cut down the last tree,
before the fat belly oligarch throws in
to their unnecessary fortune the last bloody dollar?
before...
It might be the last lesson
just yesterday they believed it would be okay

they fought for every breath, for every sip of life
today rows of only empty chairs remind of them,
the cat mewing in the armchair and dog in tears
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loved ones should be close, but they were so far away

there was no one to hold their hands and tightly hug
now they lay lonely in rows of nameless coffins
in the middle of nowhere waiting for the grave
where did it all start and how it happened, who knows?
they say in China but are they really sure?
if there would not be the pursuit of money and power
there would not be so many hungry people in the world
there is enough money for bombs and space rockets

the food drowns in the sea by some madmen creatures
and their sick visions instead of feeding the hungry
although tomorrow, our world may cease to exist
it is still not too late to shake off the madness

to learn from this cruel and maybe last warning
first of all, people must be treated equally
the rest will slowly follow when you open your heart
And it was yesterday
Years go by and memories are lost in the fog

But still are just as painful
Yellowed photographs so often clasped to the heart
Remind us that they lived among us
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Grandmother had a long number on her forearm

She often said that it was her name
Given her by the baptism of war
I listen to the dark horror of her story

I close my eyes and see through hers
Through the eyes of a frightened child
A world that has been taken from her
without her consent
A world she received, although she did not want to
At night I pray for peace

I pray that my children never know hunger
That they may enjoy every moment
That they may build a future of their desire
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Maria Ciobotariu
Autobiography
I was born on October 8, 1952,
in Păltiniş commune, Botoşani county.
Daughter of Teodor and Maria Istin.
Graduate of the High School of
Philology-History and the Cultural-
Scientific University of Braşov
International Ambassador of
Peace through literature.
Member of the Writers'
League-Brasov Branch. I have been living in Brașov since 1980 by marrying
Ciobotariu Aurel-graduate of the Faculty of Chemical Technology - Iași
I have two daughters: Carmen-Amalia and Janina-Andreea.
Literary activity:
Administrator of the literary site Vasile Cârlova and GANDURI
CALDE; Literary site moderator, Poetry and Literature World Vision-India
and Cronos Magazine - A source of culture "international magazine, Taifas
Literary Magazine; Editor of the magazine Ritmuri Brașovene.
I publish poems on various literary sites.
Author volume:
- The volume of poems “Hidden Flames” - Info RapArt Publishing
House - Galaţi, 2013
- Volume of poems “Echo of time” - Inspirescu Publishing House -
Satu Mare, 2014
- Volume of poems “Shadow of a love” -Gai Românesc Publishing
House - Buzău, 2015
- The volume of poems “Rays of hope” - PIM Publishing House - Iași,
2017
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- The volume of poems “Beyond us” - PIM Publishing House - Iași,
2018. Collective anthologies:
- The volume of poems "Time with a silver veil" , IM Publishing House-
Iași, 2019
Co-author volumes, over 35 volumes.
I have received numerous national and international awards.
Word of freedom
How sweet is the word freedom

As our lives want.
Let the storm and the sea be calm,
When the love in us blossoms.
In the field and poppies are caught in the choir

I am reborn in the spring under the temple of light
And they sprout under the sun.
They bloom under waiting rains with longing for fulfillment.
I am a word of freedom
I'm worried about the wind crying before the storm,
I found myself in the morning dew
Under the wings of birds flying to the sky and peace
descends to earth.
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The mystery of time
I listen to the murmur of time

When the green of spring sets
With a warm light in May
Open the window to untouched mysteries...
From the lost steps among the words

I still gather their spark, on the evening road
Late flowers fall from the silent oak
On the temples of the moment, with tender caresses.
When the night stretches its veil

Over the wall of night fog
The moon rises from undiscovered mysteries
Let your face shine through the leaves.
I walk in the shadows on paths of fire

What lies on the warm darkness
The white rains fall away...
What covers the silence of the earth ether.
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A bunch of peace
I follow the steps between east and west

The eyes look for the passage of time
From my magic universe
Between today and tomorrow a bridge of thoughts
I miss the beautiful braided smile

From the endless fall of love.
You are the word of every moment…
Breathing the fresh evening air.
I'm looking for a place to rest in the evenings

When the moonlight vibrates in the clouds
And the dream that appears wanders endlessly
Like a miracle written in your name.
Thousands of desires live among the lyrics,
The crows travel between me and you

And our circle opens to the horizon.
In our prayer of faith
God, suffer,
A tall bridge of multicolored flowers
Make a string of daisies out of tears
And for the poor a warm and soft bed.
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From every wound in my soul

God, make a blue star
And give him a new smile on his face
To illuminate the moments of eternity.
You are our path to serene horizons

You are our prayer for victory.
We gather your light from the darkness
We look up to your faith.
In the garden of peace
A dream was born between clouds and rain

It traverses thoughts like mountain waters
Clear and cold on summer days, under the magic of light.
The sun paints the horizon with butterflies of love

The wind blows through dew scented with linden flowers
He secretly caresses me with sublime music.
Vibrations under the sky of immortality, towards the

magical universe
Birds and butterflies in flight to new sunrises,
A tremor of nature with emerald sparkles.
I feel like I'm floating on the wings of the wind in the sun.
I carry faith in my soul like an expensive diamond.
I pray for peace on earth for the pigeons to fly free to the sky.
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I seek peace, tranquility and love, the proof of my existence

Our friendship, a rainbow of thoughts,
A covenant between heaven and earth.
A perfect sphere
He had missed me one morning

Looking for a gram of hope in me.
I see him pass by me silently,
Flapping its wings to the high sky.
It measures a dream in a silent world

And my eyes look with wonder,
In moments of peace and quiet
Raindrops fall on my shoulders.
A petal of thought in us unfolds

In tumultuous worlds under the burning stars
I try to save from love, a perfect sphere
Waiting on the threshold of the passing world.
Silence has long roamed the place

And the smile on his face settles slightly
Looking for words without regrets
Those that are inlaid are not visible.
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Damburudhara Behera
Bio data
Name: Amb. Dr. Dambarudhar
Behera
His father's name was
Laxminarayan Behera
Mother's name is Parvati
Behera
His wife's name is Swapnarani
Behera
Son's name - Anshuman Behera
The girl's name is Swayamsiddha Behera
Educational Qualifications -: BA (Oriya Honors)
MA (Oriya) M.Phil (a research paper on the language of the Gadba
Jan Jati of South Odisha), BED (Regional Education Institute, Bhubaneswar).
Profession: Teaching - (Eklabya Adarsh Vidyalaya has five years of
teaching experience from 04/10/2004 to 30/11/2009 and Jawahar Navodaya
Vidyalaya has been teaching for 12 years since 03/11/2009 to till now).
Instincts - writing stories, poems and essays.
Awarded HONORARY DOCTORATE By: HUMANITIES.
Creative resources
The name of the self-published book
1- "Discussion bundle" (collective edit)
2- A collection of poems 'Self Perfect'
1In addition, various regional daily newspapers, such as Odisha News,
Sambad Kalika, Dhwani Pratidhwani, Sakal, Matrubhasha, Hiranchal and many
other stories, poems and articles published in various newspapers and
magazines)
I am a active member in various Global Literary Work.
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The names of the institutions that are active members
1. Regional Director and Regional Coordinator Suryodaya Language
and Literature Institute, (Ada, Balasore) Gajapati - branch
2. Assistant Manager South Odisha Sahitya Sangsad, Malkangiri
3. Lifetime Member Ganjam Poetry House, Ganjam.
4. Literary Life, Adviser, Sambalpur.
* Honor recognition *
5. International Excellence Award (2020), Sunrise Language Institute,
Ada, Balasore
6.Talent Certificate Suryodaya Bhasha Sahitya Institution, Ada,
Baleshwar
7.Best Essay Certificate, Honeymoon Literature, Spread Happiness,
Nagpur, Maharashtra
8 i) South Odisha Sahitya Sammilani / Matilagna Sahitya Sangsad,
Malkangiri family has earned a letter of commendation for its own writing.
ii) State Level Competition Essay - Matilagna Managing Forum, Best
Judge Saraswat Certificate of Merit.
iii) Certificates of Excellence for Excellence in Strong Organization
and Development.
9. Best Emerging Romantic Poet of 2020, Radhamohan Gadnayak
Literary Institute, Anugol
10. At the All-India level (AUTHOR OF THE WEEK) in the second
week of January this year (2020), a letter of commendation from the author
of the story, The Storyer's Family.
* Certificate of participation in five months of poetry participation.
* Indra Sagittarius of experience Some unforgettable and Oliva past
participation certificates
* LOCK DOWN LIFE LESSONS WRITING CONTEST
PARTICIPATION CERITIFIVATE BY SOTRY MIRROR.
* CELEBRATE BROTHER- SISTER BOND CERTIFICATE OF
PARTICIPATION BY STORY MIRROR.
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* BE A POET FOR POEM FOR PARTICIPATION BY STORY
MIRROR.
(From the literary family of Adi Storyori)
11. Literary life titled "Mother Power, Patriotism, Guru is God,
Relationship, Motherland".
12. My article is titled "My World" by Kanyadan, Himbir, Air Force
Raphael, and poetry.
13. Poetry and stories for participation in the monthly Bugsita Buguda
monthly literary event.
14. On behalf of Suryodaya Bhasha Foundation, 'Oriya Folk Literature
and the Life of Oriya (Essays) Contributions of Women Poets in Oriya
Literature (Essays), Footprints (Poems), Lock Down and Life (Poems), Salam
Shahid (Poems)
Poetry Writing Topic in English - Humanity, Ecstasy, Romance, Crave
For Freedom, Devotion, Perseverance, Contentment etc. For participation.
15. Certificate for Poetry 'Sexual Practice' from Swapna Sahitya
Parivar Bhubaneswar.
16. Atomic Stories from Sananthan Smriti Sahitya - Letters of Honor
for Karona and Life.
17. Poetry on behalf of the Oriya Sahitya Sangsad
The poem "Kali Yuga Manish" and other letters of commendation.
18.
Certificate of Merit from the Family of Spread and Happiness, first
place for the article 'Ram Janma Bhumi', fifth place for married life (story)
and participation in other competitions.
19. CERTIFICATE OF APPRECIATION on behalf of INK DEW
PUBLICATION
20. Editor of Oriya Sahitya Samaj, Chhatra Sangha, Khallikot
University (2001 to 2002)
21.
INTERNATIONAL AMBSSADOR OF PEACE (2020)
World Peace and Literature Association
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22. 'Writers' Award (2020) Gopal Krishna Spiritual Parliament,
Mulakayada - Anantapur, Tire, Baleshwar.
23. Aam Odisha Aam Jagannath (Puri), Sahitya Sangsad (Bargarh),
Utpana Sahitya Sangsad (Balangir), Swarnakshar Sahitya Sangsad
(Subarnapur),
Meghasani Sahitya Parivar (Mayurbhanj)
Establishment of Shri Gopinath Sahitya Sangsad, Firoz Penth
(Ganjam), Saptadhara Sahitya Sangsad, (Malkanagar)
Kabir Kavita Sahitya Sangsad (Nabarangpur)
Poetry Jhankar, District - Sambalpur (Odisha)
My thoughts are on my composition Facebook Oriya Literary
Organization,
Beautiful My Language Literature (Kendujhar) Creati
Humanity
All of us are as a human being

We should have kept humanity for mankind.
Like - Love, Faith, Sympathy, Gentleness,
kindness, friendship, helping hand,
Or warming heart and sweetness voice.
Be the reason someone smiles
Never be hardful to others
Strong people stand for themselves,
But stronger people stand for others.
Love life and life will love you back.
Love people and they will love you back
For whomever and whatever benifits humanity as a whole.
Without that pious qualities
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Life will be violent and will be lost.

Be a donor, Devote your income and labour to other.
To define us as human being.
Enjoying the joys of others and suffering with them.
Be ashamed to die until
we have won some victory for our humanity.
Because memories of lives,
of our works and our deeds will remain for ever in the
material world.
There is nothing on earth divine except humanity.
All things in the vast universe exist in us, with us and for us.
We should be humble and simple by nature.
So, we think about universe
It is our country and the human family is our sweet family.
Dream for a batter world and for a batter humanity, not
for a batter car and bigger house.
Because walking with a friend in the dark is batter than
walking alone in the light.
Don't be the reason someone feels insecure.
Be the reason someone feels, seen, heard and supported.
Never, never be afraid to do
What's right, especially if the well- being of all the mankind.
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Cry For Blaming Cake
Today I cry for my blaming cake

How to distribute
To anyone
Don't be same and shame
To others
It may be imposible
To share with others
For filling unwanting wants
To whome will be served
When I have insufficient
Blaming sweet cake
Now wonna life come
Too much lacking
Too much making
To turn waste
To take rest...?
Hope For The World
Hope is the foundation of the world

The number of children dying around
We get the tools to overcome from the ground.
More mothers and children are surviving and thriving.
Better nutrition and access to quality healthcare are giving
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Hope for the world moms and their babies a healthier with
smilling.
Every child is created in their image and deserves our care.
Renew our dedication to following our example as a friend
and healer.
We can solve the global water crisis within our lifetimes.
Developing world to solve its water crisis.
World Vision has to End Violence Against Children.
We are supporting the efforts
We hope to end abuses,
exploitation, trafficking,
And all forms of violence and torture against children.
Loving God, reach out our helping, healing, and loving
hands to keep children safe from harm.
Convincing them not to marry off their teenage daugherts
Hope for the world to focus on the needs of people who
are vulnerable.
Expanding its efforts to apply new methods and
technologies for development work.
World Vision put the power to choose in a child’s hands.
Hope is fondation of the world
Hope is hold up for the world.
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War for selfishness
It's empty here

War for selfishness
Who is ahead of whom?
Whether in wealth or in charity
It's empty here
Civil war, cold war
Who cares how much
Throwing it behind
Runs forward like a horse...
It's empty here
War only
Is your race big?
Someone else
There is a war going on here
In the name of religion
Cheater's arrogance
Never again here
Feminist Cast
Become a man and die
Never mind
He tells the oppressed to be untouchable
Asked for water here
Blood is found
Hunger is hatred
Prosperity says pain...
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There is war
For yourself
Everyone is here
No one
No i'm yours
No you are mine
It's empty here
War for selfishness
Civil war, cold war
Horse racing
False propaganda
Kill and Kill, Died and Died
Next time
Your own...
Copyright:
Dr.Damburudhara Behera
India
Ho God! It Is
You are the Almighty of the world

You are the Rain in the cloud.
You are the Creator of the creation
You are the Monsoon in the season.
You are there where there is life
You are there where there is no life.
You are in the hut of a poor man
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You are in the palace of a rich man

You are the omnipresent
You are the omniscient
You are the directer of every direction
You are the main subject of every lesson.
We see You every moment of our life.
We see You in the pain of knife
We see You in the flower
We see You everywhere
Oh God ! It Is True
You are the great
You are the right
You are the ray of the light
You are the vision of the sight
O God ! It Is True
It's by Your Grace
It's by Your Grace.
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Ezhill Vendhan
Profile of Dr. Ezhill
Vendhan, from India
Dr. Ezhil Vendhan is a
celebrated poet from India writing
poems for four decades. He is author
of seven poetry collections and many
of his poems find place in International
Poetry Anthologies. His poem Banyan
Tree was the poem selected for the
Indian Republic Day Multilingual
National Symposium of Poets - 1995. This poem has been translated into
thirty eight global languages including Greek, Hebrew, Chinese, Arabic,
Russian and French. He represents India as an Indian delegate in many
international poetry events and anthologies.
He was invited to participate in the 39th World Congress of Poets
of World Academy of Arts and Culture held in Bhubaneswar, India from 2nd
to 6th October, 2018 and Festival of SAARC Writers And Literature held
in New Delhi from 8th to 10th March, 2019.
Change yourself
I'm not sure who can change you

unless you retreat yourself and change.
Your lustful eyes spread the devious
fire from your awkward eyes.
Each and every activity of you,

your racial and ethnic discrimination and persecution,
peels your ugly designs to nudity.
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Your exertions force me

to keep you away beyond the horizon.
While I think of the sympathy I had for you,

makes me ashamed and my head bends,
for I have been contemplating in good faith,
waiting for your change on your own,
understanding the diversity as to arrive unity.
The ugly designs of your racial and religious aversion,

hatred shown on us and world community,
force me to question about your claim,
as to the existence of one Almighty.
You’re just a slave of territorial interests and power,

doing everything at the expenses of humanism,
paid for your cheap expansion businesses,
your unpleasant advancements are filthy.
You do lip services and pretense yourself,

as if having respect for,
culture, religion and race.
But reality reveals your dirty face,
having no regards for humanism.
You think you’re dignitary having high heritages,

only because you born wight,
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but continue to remain inhuman.
Try to change yourself at least human,

with involvement, love, friendship, emotions,
relationships, thought and action.
Sailing not in the same boa
We are not sailing in the same boat

but struggling hard in lone distinct storm,
stuck in the corona pandemic hurricane.
Regardless of region, religion, race, ethnicity,

colour, caste, community and discrimination of unkind,
sustained throughout the human development,
this single invisible enemy virus amalgamated us one,
and struggle to cope with this malaise microbe.
Until this moment any Noah has been unseen,

to provide a sea liner guaranteeing insulation,
from this deadly pandemic and save everyone.
Threats to mankind all overcome tremendous

and achieved much progress in enormous,
the present challenge has never been met.
The squeal of humanity seeking a saviour,
seem alarmingly aloud and at extreme fringe.
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The tyrant emphasizes the need an urgent coordination,

excluding all the divergence and gaps amongst us,
this occurrence too shall pass away and over,
as everything ought to change in the universe.
I could walk in longways
I’m not a simple onlooker on many things but involving

from the depth of my soul I sense your feelings and
emotions in full whole heartedly with love, nothing deters me.
I understand things from your point of view, and couldn’t

distance myself from you anymore, for I am born with
commitment and compassion, qualified and groomed,
natural poet of nature.
Skills aren’t even emotional intelligence makes me, to

understand you better in your own perspective. Nay
words yet your personality comprehend wholly I could
see myself mirrored in you really.
While I identify blinds and catch their hands to cross the

traffic road is just a do little, feel comfortable and moved
by my warmth, why not you as nearer and dearer to me.
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Many people are like high sky passing clouds, while

passing away they smile momentarily, and dissipating
their feelings instantly, but I could walk longways in your shoes.
Stay at home
When the global flood came, where were Noah and his
clan. When the three angels visited Abraham, where was
he, only at home.
When two angels went to Sodom and Gomorrah,
Where was Lot, very much at home. When the angel killed
first born of Egypt, where were the Israeli tests, at home.
Where were the apostles of Jesus Christ,

only at home they received the Holy Spirit.
Where was St.Paul when he received Ananias's visit,

Where should remain during pandemics, stay at home.
The light has come
Let's give our ears unto the berceuse of the Angels,

vocalised in the universal language of humanity,
composed in an unheard symphony for the new born,
super powers have come bowing down their heads.
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No more darkness in our gloomy ways,

let us tote this light in our arms,
The light swathes us leaving even an inch untouched,
this light understands each one of us, however uglier or
meager we may be.
Let's forget the miserable past filled with pains and stains
unseen ever, formulated by invisible enemy virus,
this light will heal the wounds and chronic infections,
spread over this spinning globe revolves.
This light is born to save us now, the light has come to set
us free.
Let us rejoice soulfully and praise this everlasting light,
delivers promising good news,
new hope and faith.
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Folajimi Notch Shoaga

Biography
I Ambassador Folajimi Notch
Shoaga discipline in mass
communication and I’m so keen about
human literature since my early age,
this gives me strength to engage in
literary researches earlier in life, so, I
made a choice of rejuvenating and
making people and humanity at large
to live healthy and peacefully among
one another irrespective of culture, norms and value through my literary
genre.
Midnight in the Garden of Peace
Viewing the next moment through an unknown midnight

of darkness
New dawn seems it will never comes with its reaches
The universe children are awake while some were asleep
unconsciously
Communication in precious garden of peace is full of irony

Far from comfort and luxury of life and surviving alone
The blue sky is present as it seems no more
Relevant human present can salvage humanity as sense of
humanitarian
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If and only if human personally appreciates peace of mind

As safe haven brings joy and peace and to humanity

Being steadfast and watching the time clock at exact point
Thin line between life and death is a dangerous moment
All through the midnight is heavy wind and dark cloud
Like fire is movement of this strange cloud and wind
The whirlwind is as always present in garden of peace

In stream of consciousness is this literature piece in peace
Living all through in the library called garden of peace
Suddenly in a midnight is a voice heard faintly crying
From a community among heterogeneous global
community calling for survival
As humane sages such life needs peace of mind

The universe is blessed by creator with children and families
Having different nature like sun and moon which brings light
A day of midnight in the garden of peace is chaos
Human must comprehend life literature to live in perfect peace
The life is worth living for if understand an enabling horizon
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Georgeta Lipovanciuc
"I have parents and Eminescu's book - it's
all I need:
In their language I am born every day, in
their language I laugh
and I will weep in their language.”
Geta Lipovanciuc
Born on March 16, 1979, in the

village of Brăneşti, Republic of
Moldova. I studied at the Pedagogical College "Vasile Lupu" in Orhei and at
the State University of Chisinau, Faculty of History and Philosophy.
What defines me is a laconic trio:
1. I suffer for everything that hurts!
2. I also rejoice in what does not belong to me!
3. I would rather be criticized for what I am than loved for what I am
not!
Among my literary achievements I can list:
• member of many national and international literary circles and
groups;
• The book “SEVEN”, Ed. Liric Graph, 2021;
• The book “In flight through all that is holy”, Ed. Bons Offices, 2021;
• Finding in the pages of many Anthologies, together with valuable
writers;
• Finding in the "ENCYCLOPEDIA OF POETS AND WRITERS
WORLDWIDE";
• The finding in "MILENARIUM - THE ENCYCLOPEDIC
DICTIONARY OF ROMANIAN WRITERS AT THE BEGINNING OF THE
THIRD MILLENNIUM";
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• FRIENDSHIP Trophy, offered at the “Praise of Love” Contest, 3rd
Edition, 2021;
• Valuable prizes within the Festival-literary-cultural contest
“MOTHERLAND, ROMANIA”;
• “PREMIUM” Award, obtained at the “Elegance of Love” contest,
organized by “Poetry Magazine for My Soul”, Montreal, Canada;
• Numerous prizes in competitions organized by literary-artistic
circles.
Only you to love!
Even if you know that the palm of life darkens your sclera
And you don't taste happiness, just splitting fog,
Even if you are swallowed by the plague, typhus or cholera,
Even if you drown in the tub, just love no matter what!
Even if you see your lungs coming out, digging graves in

your chest,
And the nation throws you into terrible sin,
With the arms of the archangels make covenants,
Paying tribute with your own fate, still love deeply!
Even if the whole earth says they will spit on your baptism
And they will turn your whole being into torment,
Even if they sculpt with iron in their eyes, to snatch your creed,
Even if you will not be able to give birth to tears, still love
divinely!
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Even if everyone will laugh at you and throw you easily

In your too humble pit, you, mercilessly fallen,
Read nails in your mind and whiplash,
Ignore the unbelief, but love even a clay!
Even if they break the root of your tongue to dry up,

And they shall cut off you ear, lest you hear the baby's cry.
Even if they stigmatize your sad and cold face,
Do not borrow out of hatred, but love even then!
Even if they carelessly put you in jail

And in the eternal lava fire they will find your corner,
Wanting to melt your heart, when your soul snows,
Even if you are not a hermit, still love lonely!
Even if you know you're fighting death, being beaten in

just four boards,
Through the twinkle of pain, flying to a "Yes!" and a "No!"
Too rejected by the world and crucified in thought,
Even if everyone will hate you, but only you will love!
Renaissance
Life is gray, there are deep difficulties

And often you are disappointed,
Cause there is no one to flood your soul
And you run with painful and prolonged crying.
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You approach your mother to help you:

Only she knows each part of you
But she can't lend you an idea either
And she can't even lay you on a soft crib.
You are approaching a sister or a brother,

But each one is flooded with
Deep, separate weights
And each of them is immersed in endless thoughts.
You approach the friend who swore to you

Faith until your sad end,
But you see, he had already chosen
His friends through his modest begging.
You approach your shadow in silence

And you want to tell how helpless you are,
And filled with humiliation and pain
But it disappeared too. The shadow also served you very little.
You also approach the cushion between the hornbeams,

Being a wanderer, many years and every day,
To ask for advice, or to secretly confess
Your story, but the pillow didn't hear you either.
And then, disappointed, the thought comes to you

That it's all over, there is no solution you can find
But a light illuminates your face,
The thought cast by the Creator and his ray.
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Laws of the universe
We live in a world built by laws

It is an honor to follow them, in reverence,
For who of the secrets will untie,
When everything gets too degenerate?
Whatever we send into the silent Universe

It comes back like a new boomerang.
Created is nothing: neither the air, nor the verse
And man is born with a lack of rank.
We make the change, by simple-acceptance

Of everything that happens to us on earth
And in a difficult evolution towards awakening
We also change the holy covenant of life.
We carry an honest burden on our shoulders

Of everything that happens in a human life.
The past, the present and a tomorrow terrify us,
They are tied in bundles like flowers in a tree.
We are thinking of only one deed,

At two we can't, it wasn't and it won't be,
And the rich mind, in the wise garment,
Learns through thoughts, through deeds to live.
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You can assume the present, if you know your past,

To learn from mistakes, to become thoughtful,
To combine the unknown with the lasting knowledge
And here, at present, unforced to return.
If you want rewards, gather patience,

Wreath to make from effort and energy!
And then you will not know of humble defiance,
Flying to heights, conquering galaxies.
These are imminent laws, unwritten doctrines,

But they come with a change that begins in us:
Let's be much better with others and with ourselves,
Let's end for ever the ruthless war.
Forgiveness
I ask for forgiveness and mercy

To those who betrayed me,
To those who wanted me to be upset
And to commit grievous sins.
Looking for tears in the churches

And unsanctified monasteries,
I sought high spirits - in clergy,
Anxiety - in poor martyrs.
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I ask for forgiveness and repentance

To those who have suffered
Because of my deed, out of unbelief,
Out of endless hatred.
From fierce and very hard lightning,

Appeared due to heavy ignorance
And spilled too ridiculous,
But, unfortunately, the earthling suffered.
I apologize for always wanting

To see ecstasy in foreign eyes
And that I have increased everyone's peace,
When I turned the second cheek.
At a glance or in the silence,

I have often subjugated many,
But it was just a simply wish
To stop spreading cruelty.
I ask for Forgiveness, beautiful world

From the town and the village,
The hair keeps getting covered in snow
Taking everyone’s youth away.
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Love yourself!
Just love yourself, always love yourself

Make a goal that was not and is not,
For life is a treasure and life is just one
And no more new seed of life will be born.
Destiny gives you too many demands,

Avoid the restrictions that you miss in your path,
And do not crawl on your knees and elbows,
Just because others want it all.
When you are asked to work hard,

It's simple: try to hear less,
And don't sink into deep agitation
And finally, learn decently to refuse.
You just have one life and learn to decide:

When you want to swim, go to sea.
When you feel acid insults attack you,
Just choose the shore for gentle calms.
Do not scatter the faith in the soul through the wind

And don't rush, anything is waiting for you:
Too null discussions or the passion of the gang.
And you want to change, but nothing gives you peace.
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Listen only to your soul, for it hurts you,

Do not listen to the one who betrays you behind your back,
Build peace in your nest so that it does not fly
And don't be a slave to humble plunder.
And those who were around you, if they leave,

Lay a beautiful flower bridge for them,
Answer them kindly, for they bent down
Love yourself, fly, live thrills!
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Gordana Andonovska
Macedonia
Gordana Andonovska born in

Kumanovo, Macedonia. Painter, icon
painter and sculptor. He has been
writing since he was a child. He has
been actively writing since 2017. He
has received many awards for making
works of art, including several
conceptual solutions for statuettes
intended for music and theater festivals. He has received valuable awards for
poetry in Macedonia and beyond.
White bird
I hold her in my arms

the bird of peace...
White dove..
With trembling wings...
With a desire for freedom...
He is excited...
I will let him go,
to soar to the sky..
To convey the messages of peace...
To sow small flowers everywhere...
Let there be peace, goodness..
Humanity...
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The sun will bring

her back the light in the soul...
Love to return
in the hearts of the people..
A view of the world...
Only one..
To overcome all
the pain in himself, ,
to step freely and peaceful
from tomorrow towards
the bright future..
Holy desire
Little child...
He utters his first word..
Peace..
What a wish that
is for a small child...
Through bright tears,
the child wishes...
Instead of a toy...
The child...
He wants peace...
Maybe he does not know...
That wish is sacred...
That desire,
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trembling on many lips...

That to someone...
On his deathbed,
last wish...
Peace...
A word wrapped
in loud silence...
A word about
which a lot of blood flowed
and will flow...
A word that flies everywhere
like a bird and unites people...
A point in infinity
In the endless...
In the sky blue...
You see a point...
As she approaches...
The heart...
t
Тrembles...
Beats..
Fear...
The plane is..
He will sow bombs...
A sound was heard
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for a moment..
From a bird..
Militant sounds spread
from a bird in flight...
Summer feather...
As he fell down, ,
towards the green
meadow It came to life...
He was greeted
on the grass countless ants...
Flowers in different colors...
Joy was gushing...
Hope..
Maybe...
One feather needed,
To save the world...
Tears..
Mother..
Sitting in the corner...
In a theme room..
Crying in silence..
Powerless...
Broken..
Pictures flicker in front of her,
from one child..
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From an adult man

who went to war..
But he did not return...
In black...
A mother...
With folded shoulders,
curses her fate..
At least he was not born...
She..
Mother..
But...
Would the world
have a soldier like him..
Like her beloved son..
No...
Mothers hold this world...
In prayer for their sons..
Somewhere
Far...
In an unknown area
on the planet..
There was a heavenly beauty...
The sea was sunny blue
with tiny stars flashing after him...
The water was blue-green...
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Like an emerald..
The children were playing naked
on the sand..
The mothers were sitting,
they watched them
with eyes full of love...
Suddenly a siren was heard...
Mothers and children
they started to run..
But..
There is a toy left in the sand...
Deeply buried...
Blood stains,
were lost in the
whiteness of the sand..
The sky and the sea came closer..
Hugs began to cry,
sadly looking like a mother,
which is still firmly
he was holding his child...
He returned...
Tears are shed...
The sky is crying..
The country is crying...
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Gordana Sarić
MY short BIOGRAPHY litl
Gordana Sarić, versatile artist
and professor of French and Latin,
(five times she used a scholarship from
the French government for training in
France), author of 20 books, 30 poems
on letters as a compulsory teaching
tool, published by the INSTITUTE
FOR TEXTBOOK PUBLISHING, are
taught in another Elementary school
class, translator, organizer and host of numerous cultural events, member of
the SOCIETY OF WRITERS OF MONTENEGRO and the ASSOCIATION
OF WRITERS OF SERBIA, POET OF THE YEAR 2020 and winner of the
PLATINUM MEDAL as well as the INTERNATIONAL RECOGNITION
FOR CREATIVITY EUROPEAN POETRY CHAMPION 2020 in Romania,
winner of the GOLD CHARTER AND GOLD MEDAL at the Festival of
World Poets of Romania, the Romanian Culture Prize at the WORLD
POETRY CHAMPIONSHIP in Romania 2021, and the Romanian WORLD
POETS Award at the competition "EVE 20 winner of the GOLDEN TRACE
award Umje of the Club "RASKOVNIK" from Smederevo, ICON of world
peace MOROCCO and INDIA, AMBASSADOR OF WORLD PEACE AND
HUMAN RIGHTS, AMBASSADOR OF CULTURE OF THE GLOBAL
LITERARY SOCIETY of 15, 000 members from India, whose administrator
is the winner AND HONORARY DIPLOMAS in ROME, represented in the
prestigious world magazine CRITICAL THOUGHT from India, along with
academics and doctors of literature, represented in numerous world
anthologies, multiple ambassador of culture and peace of various countries,
writes love and children's poetry and prose.
It is significant that on the occasion of the Day of the Republic of India
Gordana received the SPECIAL AWARD of the INTERNATIONAL
ASSOCIATION PEN WONDERS INTERNATIONAL for excellence in
poetry and ranked among the 50 extremely talented writers who have
contributed to the development of world literature. He won the Merit
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Award of the INTERNATIONAL FORUM FOR CREATIVITY AND
HUMANITY from Morocco. He is a participant in the VIRTUAL BOOK
FAIR of the best writers in England, organized by a Spanish and Mexican
poetry group. He is the national coordinator of Montenegro and Cuba and
Montenegro and Spain. She received the CERTIFICATE PERSONALITY OF
THE YEAR 2020 from MOROCCO. She won the RECOGNITION FOR
VALUABLE CONTRIBUTION TO WORLD POETRY IN AMERICA.
The treasure of love
I am looking for a world where love is celebrated

where gentleness grows in the fields of peace,
to remove even my own shadow
from nonsense of discord, hatred and unrest.
In my heart of dreams and light

there is a treasury of love for all people
and I cannot understand the reason for intolerance
towards other religions and nations.
One God, whatever someone called him,

created a heart to love and be loved
and to connect with another heart,
it does not matter which deity is prayed to.
My longing for the unity of souls

would like from to fly out of my a fiery heart and from the
chest,
it would like with smile and wisdom of mind
to awake divided world by love.
My longings with the cry of the soul pray for peace
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for a life where serenity and a smile unite people

i embrace all the strangers who love each other
eager for friendly warm hugs.
The world where love is celebrated
I will go easily through all traps and paths,

span the abyss with flower bridges,
to reach the souls that sensing beauty
in the sunny garden among butterflies.
In me, there is a hope like a fiery bird

trembling on the top of starry hills,
while I search for gentleness and purity of heart
beyond all evil and bitter sources.
I will look for a world where love is celebrated

in the far away of mysterious universe,
to clear the shade even of my own shadow
from fatal strife, hatred and unrest.
In my world of crystalline dreams

everything is love and smile and hope
and I don't want to know about the life we live in,
where meaningless division governs.
I'll be a prisoner in the tower of dreams

close to a rose, to a butterfly in flight,
while the divine ray as magical light
breathes in the meaning into my own world.
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Stunned by the illusion, unaware of time,

full of love that is forever dreamed of,
I LOOK FOR THE SOULS SIMILAR TO MINE
THAT IN KINDNESS SEE THE MEANING OF THEIR
OWN EXISTENCE.
Sky of love
We want sky woven of love

Hands in hands and gentleness of calmness
We want a one big chanted heart
But a secret force is dividing us.
A force which doesn’t let us live in peace

Which creates words of restless endlessness
By the mysterious power of an unreasonable mind
separating souls longing for hugs.
And we only want a smile of close beings

And a poem that intoxicate with beauty
We want a world of pure feelings
And for love we fight with spirit and goodness.
We fight with deeds of the noble, of the pure

For the unity of people with smiling faces
And beyond the pointless divisions and lies
We rise proudly like proud birds.
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Our longing is greater than any longing

It wants from the heart, from the soul, from the chest
It wants with wisdom and clarity of mind
To awaken the divided world with love.
The longing of my heart
I feel sorry for the turbulent planet

where meaningless divisions reign
and the soulless trample on people
that have always only dreamed of peace.
I feel sorry for the helpless souls

without a warm home to stay
because of the wars of the foolish
they wander the world hopelessly.
I feel sorry for the sick and the hungry

who do not experience decent life,
I feel sorry for everyone who doesn't have
a smile on their face and a sky of love.
My whole heart sings with prayer

to destroy hatred and revive hope,
to bring different nations together
and unity to rule the earth forever.
My heart fights forever for peace

with a warm song which radiates with goodness.
My heart on the clock of eternnity
beats only for love and humanity.
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Guna Moran
Bio Data
Guna Moran is an upcoming
poet and critic. His poems have been
published in more than 100
international magazines, journals,
webzines, blogs, newspapers,
anthologies and have been translated
into 30 languages around the world.
His literary honours include:
Kabita Dinar Sanman 2017; Bandhu
Saki Bota 2019; Literary Lieutenant award 2019 by Story Mirror; India Star
Passion Award 2019; Creator of Justice Award 2020 (Honorable Poetry by
International Human Rights Art Festival).
His poems have been translated into Croatian, Tagalog,
(Philippines), Burmese, Swahili, (Kenya), Indonesian, Italian,
French, Spanish, Portuguese, Chines, Ukrainian, Russian, Hebrew,
Turkish and Indian Language Tamil, Telugu, Marathi, Urdu,
Gujrati, Arabic and Bengali. A few more languages will be added to the
list shortly.
Published Book: (1) Biswakhar Bananikaran, Assamese Poetry
book, (Afforestation of faith), Publisher: Assam Sahitya Sabha, (Centenary
Celebration Committee); (2) When The Tree Weeps, (English Poetry
translation), Publisher: Literature Light; (3) El Amor: Love on the Rocks,
(Series Book 1), Publisher: Ukiyoto Publishing, (Canada), 2020.
On the anvil: Belito hoi sai aacho tomak, (Looking at you turning
into the Sun); Janadiek asamiya Kabir samalochana(Criticism of several
Assamese poet); Guna Moran’s Bangla Poems; Guna Moran’s Hindi Poems.
Also invited to attend Poets conclave at America, Kolkata,
Allahabad, Hongkong, Andhra Pradesh, Dellhi, Mumbai,
Bangladesh and so on.
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Faith
Like the mercury in a thermometer

Faith too goes up and down
This morning one haggled

over faith at my home
Hunting here and there on the round earth

he came to me upset
and asked one thousand rupees
I too am not stinking rich

Every month I’ve saved money
To buy a dress for my better-half
My wife knows me well

if I buy the dress after some days it will do
But if I disappoint the man who has come to me
for help with the faith
that would be lost
I thought it over and

held out the one thousand rupees
On impulse my wife held me

in her arms and said
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This morning itself

You’ve planted the saplings of faith
Well done
Tr.© Nirendra Nath Thakuria
Affection for You
It was gleaming
with the gaze
Affection is dumb
Affection is deaf
Like a speaker it did not speak about

the matter
like a listener it did not listen to
Till the moment of parting

it kept waiting in the eyes
In the thick green

of the desolate woods
A tune is ringing faintly
Gazing at the eyes

I want to see
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Is it still alive
Oh dear
No way, no way
Cleaving the heart

comes out
a curious sigh
In the teary gaze

is it still alive
(Original Assamese poem titled “Anurag tomar babe”)
Tr. © Nirendra Nath Thakuria
Chitralekha
Having painted on both eyes

suddenly vanished
Chitralekha the enchantress
She planted
in heart
the garden of Babylon
It is swaying
in heart
heavenly flowers are blooming
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Everyday we hear
melodious calls of painted birds
You are the gardener

of the hanging garden
I know you won't come back again
Yet amidst the clouds

will be shining
the radiant smile of the sun
(Original Assamese poem titled “Chitralekha”)
Note: Chitralekha was the boon companion of Usha, the daughter of

the King Baan of the Sonitpur kingdom in Assam (India) of the
Mahabharata era. Chitralekha had magical skills at painting and
portraiture in particular.
Tr. © Nirendra Nath Thakuria
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Imdadul Islam
Assistant Teacher at Piprapuri
High Madrasah, India
This is a type of Indian poems

that contains only three lines and
twelve words. There are five words in
the first line, four words in the second
line & the third line consists of only
three words.These Triveni poems
follow a rhyme scheme which is
"ABA". This is a kind of very short poem but it is able to convey a complete
message to the human society.
Unity
Unity in diversity makes fraternity.

Let's make us united.
It's our dignity.
Let's Read
Taking of study spreads sagacity.

Let's read more books.
Don't increase illiteracy.
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Natural Beauty
Natural beauty is not avoidable.

Ambience gifts us so.
Nature is amiable.
Humanity and Mentality
Everybody should earned his humanity.

Humanity is a mirror.
It shows mentality.
Bigotry
Bigotry destroys one's pure sagacity.

Bigotry spreads social antipathy
Let's hate bigotry.
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Jomel E. Salceda
Bio
Jomel E. Salceda finished his
bachelor degree at Occidental
Mindoro State College. He took
Bachelor in Elementary Education.
After finishing college and passing the
Licensure Examination for Teachers,
he served as a private school teacher
at Early Skills Learning Center, for two
years. and currently holds a Master of
Arts in Education major in Educational Management at Philippine College of
Health Sciences. He currently Teacher III at Talapa Elementary School as a
Multi-Grade teacher.
He published articles in ARTPROF Magazine some of these are Buhay
Guro sa Baybay- Dagat and Munting Pangarap. He received an awards such
as Best Article of the Year Awardee (2018). Natatanging Guro ng Bayan
Awardee (2018) given by Pambansang Samahan ng mga Guro na
Nagpapahalaga sa Wika at Kultura Inc. and Institute of Continuing
Professional Growth and Development CO, Outstanding Writer of the Year
(2019) given by Instabright Publication. He also a winner of various contests
such as Short Story Writing and Poem writing.
Genuine Peace For All
In a world full of diversity,

On aspects of different religions, cultures, norms, and
beliefs.
We are brothers with the same desire,
The peace that will give us everlasting happiness.
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Forget the anger in your heart and mind,

Instead, love and understanding for each other will
always be remembered.
No one should argue with diversity,
Rather, respect and understanding will be bestowed on
each other.
Despite the different religions we have,
We are among God's beautiful creatures.
Eventually, our acceptance of one another will bring us
true peace,
It is an eternal and true peace for all.
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Kenneth Kibet
Cheruiyot
BIO:
Kenneth Kibet Cheruiyot is a young Kenyan poet with a Bachelor's
degree in Biotechnology from Jomo Kenyatta University of Agriculture and
Technology. His love for poetry began way back in High school where he
used to scribble micropoems during his literature class. Since then, his
magnificent literary prowess and poetry skills has made him get international
recognition. He has been included in part of various international anthologies
as well as his poems get published in a number of online journals.
He daily writes poems and has a live dream of writing his own book
one day!
Peace
The world needs peace,

And the word itself is a calm face,
Humanity is caring,
And tranquility, apart is not tearing,
When peace prevails,

Even development, on the right track rails,
Peace always steer the world for prosperity,

And it stirs it for social sanity,
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Security is a vital cornerstone of peace,

And unity is a perfect stepping stone for progressive pace,
Peace never invites war,

But it unites conflicting chars,
Peace brings international bond,

It bridges the gap between the rich and the poor on hold,
Peace is a free gemstone,

And not a contention bone,
It is a priceless Ruby,
And a timeless hobby,
Peace is a life medal,

And never a rife riddle.
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Kishore Chandra
Sahoo
BIO DATA
Name : Kishore Chandra Sahoo
Father’s name: Late. Ram
Chandra Sahoo
Mother’s name : Urmila Sahoo
DOB : 26/06/1970
Nationality : Indian
Qualification : M.PHIL in English
Language known : English, Hindi, Odia
Designation: Lecturer, Poet, Blogger, Author ,International
ambassador of peace.
Work place : Kunja Bihari College, Barang, Dist – Khordha, Odisha
Permanent Address: Village – Mugei, PO - Naugaon, Dist-
Jagatsinghpur, State – Odisha, Country -India
Literary curriculum : Poems published in international anthology like
Poetic Lie Sense, Writes of the Round Table and Open Skies Poetry.
Hobbies : writing poems,reading books, giving service to
Humanity
Serve not God to my sacrificing nature.

Hover humanity in the air like wanderer
Wither in the scorching heat of summer.
Drown in deep river,with loving downpour.
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Fry on funeral pyre for work pressure.

Shelters always in the core of heart's floor.
Rests with love ,affection and honour.
Blossoms even after death it's flower.
Peeps when it's face in poetry corridor.

May soothe the fans eyes and ears.
But wax can't for the social welfare.
If not taken proper practical care.
Jealousy, wickedness, hatred n hunger,

Take silently where complete slumber.
Neglect never, situation may be whatever.
Feed one n all ,find opportunity whenever.
Peace Instant
Oh God pass please light to dark pit.

Come not l have, to the holy site,
crossing seven seas and cloudy climate,
to erupt fire in the environment,
stand a pillar between poor and elite,

a bar between dark and bright.
Rather to bid hopelessness a grand good night,
spreading on the surface sweet scent.
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Sail all surely on the ship of delight.

Live all under one sky with rosy rights.
Universal brotherhood be only byte.
Every one of us will have freedom kite.
Faith be the only mantra at this moment.

Fly can all on wings to place of distant.
Carry love as polestar constant.
For shed pandemonium petals of peace instant.
Life's Zeal
Blessed my heart feel,

God for my mission You deal.
On the earth humanity heal,
with Your colourful will.
Thanks for serving the strength pill,

to fight against all earthly evil.
Furnish me food on my table,
Starve me never is inevitable.
Pray me God to bless a little,

the needy with whom l used to drill.
For they are the real people,
with typical lesson did run my wheel.
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Me can't have peaceful meal,

Unless their bellies with food fill.
To homeless,a home to rest tired soul.
To jobless,a job to boost life's zeal.
In Every Plight
A haven of human feeling's my heart,

flows constantly crystal love like cataract,
for all disciplined dancers of distant,
as set my soul silently on holy mat,
taking a lorry of labyrinth test.
Where deprived black and white

pille always path of pearl pleasant
rear every religion with rosy respect.
Sit all young and old in ship of delight,
in every season and in every plight.
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Lanuş Lungu
About Me
My name is Lenuș Lungu I was
born in Romania, 02.08 1968 and I
settled in Italy. (manager and assistant
psychologist at a nursing home). And
in Romania a beauty salon.
I am the Founder and director
of three literary magazines: Cronos,
Taifas literar and Taifas literary
magazine. I am an editor, humanist,
peace and humanity activist, coordinator of magazines and newspapers in
Italy and Romania. I have a literary site Cronopedia, founder of a non-
governmental cultural association in Italy.
Books: Walking through my dreams; Let's love each other in the fall;
The founders of the Romanian language; Human psychology; volume of
essays; The history of beauty. Member of the Writers' Union.
Appearances of various newspapers and magazines in Romania and
abroad: Colorado beetle; The moment Italy; Strehaia Newspaper; Steaua
Dobrogei; Emigrantul.it; Thoughts and words; Poesis.it; Cultural association,
publishing house; Association of Social Promises; Congrega letterari,
numerous literary prizes and medals: Prize 3 premio letteraro Sicilia;
Diploma of excellence poesis letteraro, humanitarian diplomas, ambassador
of peace, platinum award in literature, gold in humanity and many other
awards for peace and humanity, etc.
Project coordinator "A writer's dream come true" - author's author's
books.
Anthology "Sorella India" volume dedicated to fundraising for non-
governmental organizations in the Republic of India, Carlos Grianoppa, Sicily
2017, 2019.
Cultural promoter Italy.
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Anthology appearances: Cultural Harmonies; The Romanian World;
Torn Art; Pray without end; Rogrup aspirations; Lyric meridians, etc.
Coordinator and editor of over 30 anthologies: Time Imprints vol 1,
2, 3; Carved Words; Metamorphoses of nature; Words on the wings of
thought (Romanian-French); The flight of leaves in the skies, Peace and love,
Wings of dreams, The builder in the abstract, Dream words, The whispers
of summer, poetry and soul, etc.
Cultural promoter.
I am working on various humanitarian projects.
Where is humanity in us?
I hear screams of grief and pain

children sleep hungry
and die malnourished
where is the humanity in us?
when nobody does anything?
leaving their homes, leaving everything behind
only likes, kisses and hearts
that doesn't help at all
lend a helping hand and donate
for their lives
an ocean of tears and sighs formed
will there be no pity for anyone?
where is humanity
show humanity and love
lives the amount of goodness in the world,
to grow with every Word and Deed.
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He's fighting you
Love your neighbor and you will be rewarded

fight with you, put hatred aside
do you love hate more than love
let the beautiful embrace you
be good, right gives a drop of happiness.
I look at myself in the mirror, I can't see my face

of bitter tears flowing from me
when I see so much enmity
the sky whispers to me in silence
and caresses my weak body
let love pierce the sun
to bring rays of peace into our souls.
gives
Freeze my tears in the morning dew

where humanity is absent
warms the hearts of ice,
it looks like a painting around you
the sky and the grass weep
on paths lost in hope
he extends his hand to the stillness of the rainbow
and the colors play in the green meadow
where is humanity and peace
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offers to this world

dedication, dreams and hopes
for a smile to help
and make a man happy.
will
I gathered my tears under my eyelids

not to let it flow in streams
I leave my love and peace between people
to be human, humanitarian
solidarity and respect in the world to wear
dreams to achieve
in this little human universe,
gestures full of kindness,
in dazzling flashes offer generosity,
acts of altruistic altruism ...
I am a lost soul in the cosmos,
I enjoy the smile of a child,
I pray for fear of death ...
I will flow through the inexplicable contradictions
joys, pains and relief
which marks the rhythm of my existence
in the particularity of life.
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How can you?
How can you bear the cry of a child

what trembles from cold and hunger?
How can you bear the weight of death under armor?
How can you see homeless families drowning in pain?
Even the tired mountains are on the verge of exhaustion
I believe in tomorrow to discover hopes
in places hard to find
In every corner of the world, a man is dying of tears
You dream and hope for peace on earth, when some
I think with my soul and dark thoughts
I would like to pretend to be a tree with many branches
to protect those in need, to be able to provide
tomorrow's safety,
To bring a ray of sunshine closer to comfort our lost souls,
Let's bring smiles, joy and peace to the soul.
Let's change this destiny, let's be united and love each other.
Look beside you and help a troubled man.
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Loreta Toader
CV- literary
19.11.1960 - Born in the
Municipality of Rm.Sarat, Buzău
County.
I attended the courses of
General School No. 1 continuing with
Al.Vlahuta high school and Agro-
industrial High School
I attended the "Al.Sihleanu"
Cenacle between 1975 and 1979
In 2016 I left Romania, settling in Germanya.
I took German language courses and specialization as a nurse at
Goethe - Institut Universität Frankfurt
Appearances
eCreator Magazine
"Luceafarul din Vale" magazine
"Poems for my soul" magazine
"Showcase with mirrors" magazine
Literary anthologies
1. Column of love -
2. Anthology of the World Poetry Championship
3. I dreamed of Nichita
4. The "eCreator" Anthology Cycle
5. Anthology Hourglass with feelings - Mariana Moga
Literary debut: In 2018 with the volume of poetry "The story of a
thought" under the auspices of the publishing house "eCreator"
Four volumes of poetry followed at the same publishing house:
- Definition in Blue
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- I'll put thoughts in your soul
- You're my September
- I'm a scattered thought
Another volume of poetry published by Contraste Culturale - Giurgiu
followed: Painting poems in the soul.
I participated in poetry competitions where I obtained diplomas
- Excellence Award - World Poetry Championship -2019 Bucharest
- Special Jury Prize - European Poetry Championship - 2020 Sacele -
Brasov
- Cultural Romania Award 2021
- Mention - "Flight to leafless stars" 2021
- Diploma of excellence "World Poetry Championship 2021"
- The title of "Ambassador of Poetry -Ladies of Metaphor"
- Diploma of Excellence and Merit of Excellence for the promotion
of Romanian culture in the world - "Poems for my soul" magazine
Numerous diplomas in recognition of poetry awarded by virtual
poetry groups in the Republic of Colombia, Bangladesh.
gift
I keep the light as a gift

Of finding the right thought
My song soothes me with grace
The gentleness of the pure soul
I keep the light in the dark

Through the black night a guide
And your eyes on the pious
The clear blue diffuse
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I look at the light with hope

Peace begging to God
And I cry every morning, Lord, thank you for being me!
The light of peace
God, it's too cold outside

Too many dark thoughts
And too much rain
Hopes dried up in grays
Mix colors and dreams in us
God, it's too deserted outside

The world is deserted,
Sift the bedding
The wind can be heard in the streets
What a hiss in the tumult
God burns the earth too much

The Universe weeps through fire and weapons
People drained of strength
Beg the Universe
In the evening prayer
God, the pain is too great

And the pain too acute
God bless you
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The eternity of light

Just like in the beginning!
covenant
In your absence I kept the words; one crazy thought told

me to throw them away, another urged me to gather them
as the flowers gather their dew in the morning.
I hesitated not knowing what to do...
Slowly, slowly the feelings took over the saddened soul
urging him to dream - you were by my side; I stroked your
black hair smelling of jasmine and musk; the lips of the
rose moved almost imperceptibly drawing a - I love you,
fearful and yet so desired.
I kissed your eyes, a blue miracle pouring out their
gentleness and love.
What would I have wanted more? !!!
The moments spent next to you are a real imperial
paradise.
We clothed our love with the starry mantle of the night,
falling asleep in its peace and quiet.
The hours have passed, when?
At dawn they drew my dream - you were gone, but the
memory of a summer night and the smell of your hair
remained.
In my soul I will keep the aroma of jasmine and musk for
next summer.
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Then I will invite you to the waltz and give you a

sandalwood fan.
The hands will come together and wear the ring - the only
covenant of our love before the Lord...
Until then I will gather the words and I will teach them to
paint blue, the silence...
Pray to God
I closed my eyes for a moment... all around was fog and

smoke - mothers desperately looking for their children;
children looking for their parents, brothers, sisters.
A terrifying commotion, fear and horror mixed with the
pain of torn souls.
I look up at the sky and shout:
- where are you God? !!!...
Lord, please think, holy peace come down to earth!
Enlighten me, Lord!
Enlighten me, Lord

I don't know where I am
On what road
What star
I want to arrive
What are you wearing?
So I can stop
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What thoughts
I was listening to
What rains will come
To which source
To cool my heart
The longing soul
Let me share it
Enlighten me, Lord
My time is too short
So many
They remained to be done
God help me
Give me peace from heaven
You untie the mystery
From nights with mystery
My time
Give him another time
Designed by You
Those from Olympus!
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Maheswar Das
Bio data
Dr. Maheswar Das hails from
Odisha (a state of India). After his Post
graduation in Economics and History,
Ph.d in Sociology, he served Govt of
Odisha and retired from service in
2019.
He writes poems and stories in
English and Odia. Presently, he is the
Adminstrator of International literary
group, Peace and Love Inker's Society (PLIS), Philippines and Dream of
Equality, Literature Archive, Bangladesh.
Humanity
God has created his own image and reflection in man.

Thus man is the greatest creation of the divine.
God has endowed man with all the good qualities.
Kindness, compassion, love, forgiveness, sympathy and
tolerance are all the good qualities that comprises of humanity.
Humanity is next to divinity.
To understand the whole creation, the human beings, the

animals and plants with love, kindness, sympathy and
compassion is humanity.
When a man is hungry or thirsty, to give him
food and water is humanity.
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To forgive all, to love the creation with a tenderness of

heart, mind and intellect is humanity.
To serve the mother earth in which we live, to save this
mother earth and all the natural resources like sea, river,
forest against all
types of pollution is.humanity
Merciless wasting of natural resources, polluting water,

air, forest resoures
causing.
innumerable miseries and damage to plant, animlas is
against humanity
To treat all the animals, plants with utmost love, care and
compassion and tenderness is humanity
To understand the inner feelings of all the living beings
and deal them with compassion and love is humanity.
To express response to the miseries of living beings is humanity.
Peace
Peace is the basis of life over which the society stands and grows.
Peaceful co -existence is the absolute need of a joyful
society where we live and let live others.
Where there is peace, there is love and serenity.
A society is joyful where there is peace, love and fraternity.
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Peace replaces war strife and enemity.

In a strife worn society, peaceful coexistence is the bare
necrssity of humanity.
Forgetting hatred,
war and strife, let us preach for peace, love and humanity.
Forgetting enimity and violence let us, preach compassion
and fraternity
Let us work for rebuiding the society

Where there is no war, no strife and hatred.
Where there is no violence, enimity and cruelty, there is
compassion.
Where there is no fear, disbelief and hatred
there is peaceful co -existence, love and co operation.
Where all sings the glory of love, humanity and fraternity..
Divine manifests in absolute peace and serenity.
The value of Morality
Morality has immense value in the life of the individuals

in the society.
It is the epitome of the society over which the growth of
the society rests..
The social life of the people is highly., influenced by the
character of the people.
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Honesty, integrity, fraternity, humanity, love and

expressing gratitude and showing respect to the seniors
are good qualities of a person. having high moral values.
The social values are hampered by immoral people.

Peace, serenity tranquilty is disturbed by immoral people.
Immoral people are danger for a peaceful society.
It is blissful to live in a society sorrounded by good people.

To help each other, to share in the sorrows and sufferings
of others are high social qualities
The society is an ideal society full of joy, happiness and
pleasure where people having high moral values reside.
With the presence of
these people society becomes a blissful society a paradise
on earth.
Reconciliation
The whole world is in the celebration of reconcillation.

In the silent hours of the night as I was watching the sea in
a full moon light.
I feel, the moon was in reconciliation with the sea.
There was whole flooded moon light over the sea.
The waves were jumping and dancing.
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As I walked towards the meadows nearby

I saw the whole sky with stars had hang over the sky.
They were in sweet reconcillation with the mother earth.
I heard the. whisper of the sky and earth.
Everywhere there was joy of reconciliation.
The mother bird comes to her siblings carrying food in her

beak.
As she approaches what happiness and jubilation of their
siblings.
The lark waits for the rain.
The lover waits for the beloved..
The lilly waits for the moon to open.
All the living being waits for the sweet partner for
reconciliation.
For, separation gives pangs.
And reconciliation gives pleasure..
And fills the heart with pleasure.
The Positive way of life.
The world is mysterious.

At times it so happens in life
Negativity fills our mind and intellect.
We feel deprived, depressed and dejected in life.
Life becomes too much painful.
We feel as if every thing is finished.
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There is no scope to rise.

Just as the caterpillar thought, the world is over.
Such type of negative thought grips our mind.
But at this junction, we must not

leave the job.
We must wait for a while and think positively.
This is God's world.
God will do everything for us.
Nothing is impossible
In the world.
There is always time for a good beginning.
Then with this positivity miraculously a surge of new sun

will rise with the
splendour of its smile.
All positivity will be flooded
within us.
We will feel ecstatic again.
Our inner soul will speak positive language
A sea of change will again envelope our life.
All blissful things will happen.
And make our life glorious.
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Maid Čorbić
Maid Čorbić, comes from
Bosnia and Herzegovina. He have
twenty one years, and lives in Tuzla.
He spends most of his free time
writing and reading books. His works
have been published in numerous
portals such as: „Kosovo Peonies“,
„Amritanyali Journal“, „Krajberzje
MK“, „VIS Internationaly Magazine“
and many others. He is also the
Ambassador of Literature in Syria and the representative of his country in
Terandaz in International Poetry as the youngest author ever.
Also, he is Jury of Galaxia International Poetry in Spain for
unpublished poetry 2021. He had competition in 2020 called "Writted
Pen" which was be international character and winner country are
Montenegro.
Peace connects all buildings
The remedy of my soul is justification in work

Which must be equal and clear
Peace and tolerance will unite all around me selflessly
For peace can always save people from trouble
Tolerance of reason and unity in people

It should be generous and wonderful
For peace always unites all that I dream of
A clean body and a healthy mind of life
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I, human must be prepared for everything

Because peace can be easily disturbed
And roses can always bloom in the field
Which will be fragrant and beautiful
Life is the awakening; I have everything in life

For peace always adorns my courts
And does not allow them to disappear easily
Because beauties always have to be discovered
As midnight beats its time slowly
I often say that we are not humanitarian in fact

But I have that part in the bottom of the soul carved
Because if I share everything we have with others reluctantly
Means that we are again some people looking for a whistle
Sometimes people don't want to understand us because of

fellow citizens
But they don’t have to, because we are special people actually
Who help others at any time of the day or night
Bringing charity to other people next to us with a smile!
My happiness is the greatest
When I see others around me

How they treat others really
It makes me sad and ashamed
Because they have no desires like me
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To help the rainbow selflessly

To that peace when I close my eyes
Be equal in their black eyes
Which sorrows count for hours and days
Peace, the name itself drives me crazy

Because I know I was born with goodness
If others cannot be human for a moment
I know that my presence will help them
If the flower continues to grow properly and wonderfully

It means that it has a reason to live
And all with the harmony I give to the world
So I give people equal treatment
Sometimes many resent me for my behaviour

But I believe I am a special colors painted
And to have goodness from a young instilled
Because I don’t let people be sad
Either a little or a big help

I give everything I have from the heart
Because I know what it's like not to have a part of something
And lost in this piglet of paralyzed sorrow
I believe that everything has its weight and honest story

That’s why I don't like to be sad for others
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For the mine heart is always full always and coloured with
wonderful arias
Those too late wax colors of charity!
Peace at midnight
Peace unites people of dear will

Peace justifies all the means of beauty described
Charity to the perfect man always
Who is unwilling to give anything selflessly
A smile is enough for my happiness

For peace in the earthly regions is full of sorrow
I would really mean a lot if I could
Peace justifies everything we dream and want
We must love others around us

If I want my inner peace to be clear
We, people are selfless people who want to give a lot
And the best goal is through the little things
Which make others happy around us
In return, I must be generous and picky

Although I may not be like that at the bottom of our souls
I know that everything we create is desire
To be justified living beings full of beauty
Because peace must be special and clear
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Children should not be forced to do chores

Because the most beautiful event is when peace makes sense
And that everything can be achieved by agreement
Let love open all the doors of the gate

Heavenly paradise is open to us and always beautiful colors
Painted with golden strings and peace doves
That fly around us and hug us wonderfully!
Love spreads wings
It’s wonderful when I give a part of myself

I share happiness and sorrow with those
Who today remain alone in the world
And have no help from other people
They need my help now actually

Because it can never be otherwise
I have to be ready for anything
For I am the only hope in them, these people goodness
Forgotten without anything, hungry and thirsty

They seek help; it’s easiest to walk away from someone
That is why I who have a better position in the state
I have to give the maximum part of myself
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My happiness is when I see others happy around me

And when they capture my happiness with laughter
Which is always the best medicine of all
In a life that is transiently coloured
I have to help everyone around me always

Because I don't know who can need help
Although they are sometimes war stables or natural disasters
Always ready for anything at any time, day and night
I don't know if I will survive some things lightly

But that's why I know I'll be stronger than anything
For I am a hunter who is of the word
And I do not want others to die for me
Peace will always be achieved by clear-cut

I’m ready for it always
Although the consequences may be great
I know that anything is possible no matter what
May peace shine in the bottom of my soul

Because I can't be indifferent
When I see others around me
How much they suffer because of all the little things I have!
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Inner peace of life
When I give I am a happy man

I don't expect people to hug me
In rural areas gardens grow and yield
Us a lot of good cereals and sweets
They are struggling, I give them money again

To feed themselves and their families
For it is little for one day or cycle of life
Charity awakens in me various memories
When I was a kid, I knew one thing

That all my life I will give everything I have
And that I will not seek evil in others
Because we are all evil in one part
Peace rules the world even though it has become hectic

I give everything I have and I don't have
Because my desire is when I see other people
How they rejoice in my successes
I hug all my wonderful little memories

I don't want them to run away from me
For peace in the yard always after a day of fatigue
It gives me pride to do a lot of things
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I work day and night for such people who need help
Because the biggest mistake is to walk away from someone
And with me it is not questionable for a moment
Because I love all people even though they don’t love me
sometimes!
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Malak Nora Hammadi

Biography
The name is Malak Nora

Hammadiimage/png Country Algeria
• Certificate of Accounting and
Business Administration
• Automated Media Control
Certificate
• Honorary Doctorate Certificate from Nahrain International Forum
• Honorary certificate from the Echo Syria Peace Forum
• Certificate of Peace Ambassador from the International Literary Forum
for Peace and Human Rights
• Global Humanitarian Award from the International Forum for Peace and
Love
• A member of many forums of peace, peace and love
He published my poems in several magazines, newspapers and
electronic media, My texts have been documented in several journals,
Honorary certificates from the Human Rights Organization, From
Professor/Cotai, President of the Global Council for International Peace,
Carrying the message of peace and defending human rights.
A high honorary certificate from the Zewail Association for
Development, Creativity and Friendship among Peoples, Higher Certificate
from Sheikha Nawal Al-Sabah And get several awards and certificates of
appreciation from Many magazines and forums poetry and literature.
A collection of poetry and thoughts, entitled Without an Identity,
which is being banned and printed.
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* who am I *
Who are you and who is he?

I'm a human
When did the colors separate us?
Your skin color is like honey
And an abundance of tenderness
The whiteness of your skin is like a cloud
And the tone of melodies
When do we differentiate skin colors?
Our unity is safe
And our brotherhood is reassurance
When you bleed
Heart and artery palpitations
The word of truth rises and the lines are written
Me and you for peace title
Peace is not different for the two of them
And religions are not divided
When the church bells ring
ears hear
We are two sides of a coin that are not different
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* sky crying *
The tragedy of the sun bathed in beautiful eyes

The murmurs of the chest flattened the sky
Spring slept on the surface of the earth, its drums beating
for peace
Offerings of dreams poems floating on the river of
immortality
Deliberately leaving the world
The dimensions of the void shook in astonishment
These doses of Poetry are not enough
To reduce desertification of ideas
Silence broke out crying from the horror of the pain
Your parts are dead...
And you're lying on a bed succumbing to this displacement
The smell of boiling pots of human meat pervaded the place
Mouths demand their strength...
O you who sleep in this blackness, loosen the bonds of life
* Peace *
How can you kill the feeling

of non-existence inside you...
Defeat the dark thoughts
that creep into your depths
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How do you fight insomnia anximety?

And that spectrum that inhabits your room
How do you get rid of a spider?
Who weaves its threads at a corner
of your idea
How can you scream at the top of your silence?
she says
I want to live in peace
It was just a confession
* wings *
Why are you suffocating me in rhyme?

Give your words wings to fly high
Did you ever meet me?
Yes, you are a cloud fleeing from a dream
When we were allowed to dream
Did you leave the sky?
No, I didn't leave her...
She broke up with me..
she was in pain
She was forcing me to rain
I lost my strength
It's too much to repeat that with me
Do you desire death?
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I bless the smell of death

If it is for this dirt
did you love
It was more than that
I feel unconscious
between two palms
The first scattered roses
The second plays the melody of immortality
It's like this hoarseness is a musical note
lost from the cut
I wanted to play it a long time ago
are you breathing
You are an antenna above this earth
Watery... wine...a nd a piece of bread
are you alive?
Addiction to your perfume makes me feel
circulating blood in a vein
Who are you?
I am the shadow of that fugitive cloud...
Who are you?
I am a dream written on paper
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Victor Manole
He was born on April 19th
1948 in Sabangia village, Sarichioi
commune, County. He is the son of
wealthy farmers Vasile and Ioana.
Home Address: Building 6
Stairwell C 4th Floor Apartment 14
Mihai Viteazul 143 Street Întorsura
Buzăului town Covasna County
(Romania).
Education: Bachelor's Degree
in Automotive Engineering, "Transilvania" University of Faculty of
Mechanical Engineering, Braşov (Romania).
My poems were published in the „MonitoruI de Făgăraş newspaper,
Condeiul Ardelean Agora Literară — the Writers' League of Romania, the
Astra—BuzăuI Ardelean Magazine, the Claviaturi Magazine, the „Mesagerul
de Covasna" Literary Anthology, Napoca Nova Publishing House, the
"Observatorul de Covasna" newspaper, in the second edition of the
„Personalităţi din Tara Făgărsşului, din anul 1800 şi până în prezent" book,
2015.
Published books:
- „Gânduri versuri despre lume şi viaţă" (2011), Evrika Eurodips
Publishing House;
- „NostaIgie" (2011), Anamarol Publishing House, Bucharest;
- „Trandafirii iubirii" (2011), Anamarol Publishing House, Bucharest;
- „Anotimpuri" (2011), Anamarol Publishing House, Bucharest;
-„Puterea cuvintelor" (2011), Anamarol Publishing House, Bucharest;
- „Raiul incepe pe pământ" (2012), Pastel Publishing House, Bray)v;
- „Sunt eu" (2012), Pastel Publishing House, Braşov;
- „Întuneric cu lună" (2012), Pastel Publishing House, Braşov;
- „Masa tăcerii" (2012), Pastel Publishing House, Braşov,
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- „Cuvinte potrivite" published in the beginning of 2016 by the Haco
International Publishing House in Glumbav, Braşov County;
- „Paradigmele poluării riscului tehnic în societatea contemporanä",
published in 2018 by the Napoca Nova Publishing House, Cluj Napoca.
Birds of a Feather Flock Together
Birds of a feather flock together,

Not to cause a storm
But all together united in their desire
To spread love, peace and compassion everywhere.
Then when they get together

They love their tight union
Like the fresh bread on the table
They liven up the world.
Wherever they get together in the world

They’re brothers to humanity,
Temperance and kind words,
Not to malice and greed.
They learn to live a good life through their journeys

And the Lord is protecting them,
He knows that those that get together
Do good and spread it everywhere.
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The Longing for Peace
Peace, you’re the white rose of goodness

That embellishes Earth and the whole world,
You’re making the sun rise for me
You’re making the moon come out for me at night.
Peace, you’re a magic word

From the heavens above to the earth,
My thoughts are meeting you
And we’re intertwining under the blue sky.
Peace, thaw the world’s frozen heart,

So that it will never forget you,
Be our gentle permanent peace
And remain our light forever.
Be my friend and longing to the world

And be helpful to the whole world,
Embellish the sky and the earth,
May your mission and word be holy!
Love Conquers Love
I’m constantly looking for justice

And it’s hard to find,
Youth is idling away with each passing day
And I never gained my freedom.
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Peace, you’re the song of the bird

Oh, beautiful song of the nightingale,
Who are you waiting for?
Give us peace, the moon and the sun.
Choose the freedom of life

Let’s be victorious too,
Revitalize the years of our youth
To be the brave heroes of love.
Let there be flowers, let there be life

And worldly paradise,
If there isn’t life on earth
Don’t go looking for it because you won’t find it!
Mother and I
I’m writing to you from the cradle,

I want to see your face
Before you turn into a desert,
To not lose hope.
Peace echoes through my poems

In all foreign languages,
I want to spread love,
I want people to be friendly.
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Many insidious people

Are clipping our wings every day,
Many people are deceiving us
Making us shed a flood of tears.
Peace, where are you hiding?

I want to see your face!
I know that it’s too much hatred in the world,
But I want you with all my heart!
With Every Sunrise
With every peaceful sunrise

Love brings more light
Life is chemistry and energy
It flows smoothly through our veins.
The universe is our connection

Let it be our inner peace
It never hurts the man
That glorifies his mission.
Live harmoniously, man

In the universe of your creation
Let the flame of life caress the countries
Every time the sun will rise.
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Never be deceitful
Like the wandering cloud, man,
May you be like the spring water
That is kept in the longing soul.
For Peace
We need a lot of willpower

And an absolute global unity,
For everyone to shout loudly,
“Long live Universal Peace!”
Peace is the blue flower,

Peace is our mother
And a consolation to our hearts
Like the rays of the sun.
When there’s peace, there’s understanding,

Love and compassion are sweet,
If there’s peace on Earth,
The people retain their dignity.
May peace be the supreme master

Of the old and new world,
Love peace confidently
For the welfare of the world!
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Make Peace!
Make peace as regular as clockwork

And don’t make things worthless,
Open the gates to peace
And close the gates of death.
Let life and love

Pass through every heartbeat,
Let mother pass like the sun in the daytime,
Let silence pass like the moon at nighttime.
The light is love all the way,

It expresses the desire to love,
It’s joy and forgiveness
And the rise of humanity.
The light of peace is light,

The light of the wisdom of the world,
Peace has to be holy
And not how the enemies think of it!
Appreciate Humanity
Appreciate humanity and peace

And protect them from harm
With love, generosity,
Compassion and constructively.
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Peace is the call of hope

For the harmonious society,
The drop that awes the hearts
And that shines beautifully.
Understanding draws honor

Like a flower in all its splendor,
It brings glory, happiness,
It revives it and it brightens it.
Peace smiles at people,

It’s tenderness over the hearts,
Peace smiles at springs
And makes people triumph.
Open the Doors
Open the doors and let goodness come in,

So that God can smile at us,
Love is deeply sympathetic,
Don’t use your mind for bad purposes.
You have to love to understand life

Give her a passionate kiss,
So that you could taste
The good radiant happiness.
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Goodness paints the faces of the flowers

And brings a smile on men’s faces,
Let’s be born of great love,
Let’s proudly wear it under the sun.
Let the azure enter in your soul

Love is in the words and harmony,
Be who you are, brother,
Genuine noble love.
To Me
To me, my native land,

Romania is a pure language
Nothing is more loving
Than my blessed country.
The flag reminds me

About my country’s daring deeds,
The lands are deep longings
I didn’t leave to another country.
When the sun is rising in the morning,

I say, “Good morning, My Native Land!”
My mother tongue has a mellifluous voice
And my nation is faithful.
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In my Dacian1 country,
Bread is made just by saying the word wheat,
The love for my country is like a flame
And the native land is a home in times of peace.
1 Geto-Dac in the Romanian text (n. tr.).
Peace
I would always put you beside me,

As I travel on the path of my life,
I would cover your soul with love
To have a longing for you forever.
I would plant you in every corner of the world

To feel your taste of bread
I would want to look fondly at you
And to love you day and night.
I would want to hear you in the songs of the birds

And to see you in the red poppies on the field,
I would want you to be with me during springtime
And to be the joy of my entire life.
I would want you to sleep with me,

So that I may embrace you when I’m longing for you
I would want to have a wonderful life with you
With the entire universe from earth to sky.
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We Need
We need peace
For the meek children,
We need peace
For the poor fellows.
We need peace,
Eternity shouts in the universe
That it’s so much blood and death
That they’re howling like crazy.
We need a lasting
Absolute peace
We need peace
And the infinite light.
We need peace
And an altogether good world,
We need life
And eternal holy love.
Translated from Romanian into English by

Gheorghe Georgiana-Laura
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Mili Das
Bio
Writer, Writer at
"International Magazines", Admin of
"Global Poets and Poetry"
Mili Das is a bilingual poet and
writer from Kolkata, India. She is the
inspiration of her own life. She is a
poet by passion. Besides she loves to
write short stories, cinema script,
drama,novels and articles about child
meditation and any subject.
She also loves to recite her own poetry. She has two Bengali poetry
books “APEKSHA KORCHHI BANDI KAFINE” and” RAJBHABANER
SAMNE”.
Two English poetry book ”YOU ARE STILL THERE from Romania,
“NEVER BROKEN” from Florida, America. She attended various TV
programs on national as well as local TV channels. She is a regular recipe
writer in different bengali food magazines. She is now invited as a judge for
cooking competitions.
Humanity
Humanity is like a moonlight sky

One who will take this light
Will be enlightened.
You need to be self-reliant.

There must be love for others.
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You should have faith on yourself.

Should be expected.
Your honesty is the identity of your humanity.

Equally in love is the quality of your humanity.
Through humanity a person lives in the heart of people for
the rest of life.
I will back
I have to win this fight.

Death scares me all the time.
But I wouldn't be afraid.
Society is scaring me.
People are scaring me.
The government is scaring me.
All the news channels are
scaring me.
If I keep my eyes on the newspaper,
i can only see the fire of the furnace is burning.
We don't know when this fire will be extinguished?
But I don't get scared so easily.
No one is giving me courage.
I made myself brave.
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When someone scares me,

I sing, i dance, i read and write.
Whenever I have time,
I talk with my poetry.
And smiles like crazy with joy.
No one can keep me well,
Only I can keep myself well.
If the body doesn't accompany me,

I know my mind will accompany me.
I must return after winning this epidemic.
I'll be back.
I have to win this fight and I have to.
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Muhammad Ishaq
Abbasi
Pakistan
Bio
Muhammad Ishaq Abbasi is a
teacher, eminent poet and master
trainer.
When he was three years old,
his mother fell into a ravine and was
hospitalized for six months before dying.
The journey from childhood to adolescence was spent without the
wings of a mother, which is difficult to describe in words.
He has written many poems in English for children. And also raise his
voice through pen for peace in the world.
Would That I Were A Cuckoo!
Would that I were a Cuckoo,

And fly in the cool blue sky,
And look down to and fro,
Searching for people who are hard-hearted,
Stubborn, emotional and destroy Peace.
With my soft melodious song,
I would awaken the music of peace,
Once more in their hearts.
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Change Of Time
The evening shadows were slowly lengthening. And I was

passing through a forest.
The ants were looking for their food.
At the same time they were whispering to each other.
After a while a bird came flying.
He started eating the ants.
Some would crawl into their burrows to save their lives.
The bird flew away after filling his stomach.
A few hours later when I passed by again,
The bird lay dead there.
And ants were making it part of their diet. Unfortunately,
it doesnot take long for time to change.
The Peacock
In a beautiful dense forest,

By the stream, I did rest.
Saw a colourful peacock there,
To quench his thirst, came here.
His break was sharp and eyes were round,
Legs were long and body was sound.
His voice was very sarcastic and sweet,
With poor and needy, he liked to meet.
Half fed himself and half fed the neighbour,
He taught to count children one, two, three and four.
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He started to show his dance to everyone,

And he enchanted the whole atmosphere done.
He was proud of his pretty face,
Liked the truthfulness, peace and grace.
Then he spread his long tale like out a fan,
All started swinging children, young, old and man.
He did not let sad hearts get bored with his dance,
Sometimes he would get tired by chance.
My Greatest Achievement
There was a dove's nest on a tree by the river.

In the nest there was a nestling.
The nestling fell into the river,
with his nest due to strong winds.
And began to dive into the river.
Seeing this scene, the dove was sighing and moaning.
And was tormented in a world of helplessness.
I immediately jumped into the river.
And saved the nestling of dove from drowning.
And handed him over to the dove.
I was very happy to save his life.
Saving the nestling was the greatest achievement of my life.
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Petros Veloudas
Biography -
Petros Kyriakou Veloudas was
born in Agrinio in 1977, where he lives
to this day. He graduated in Greek
culture from the School of Humanities
of the Open University of Greece in
Patras and today he is a professor of
culture. He has worked as a radio
producer at a local radio station, while
he has published poems or humorous
stories in the city newspaper Agrinio de MACHITI ANAGELIA, LAS
NOTICIAS DE AITOLOAKARNIA PALMOS.
He was a member of the community council of the city of Agrinio,
that is, vice president of the municipal community of the city of Agrinio from
2014 to 2019. He is a member of the Panhellenic Union of Writers and is
now an active member of the Union of Etoloakarnania Writers NEA
ARIADNE, Anthology of Etholoakarnanian poets and novelists during the
period 1821-2002). Along with his literary works, it is included in the
electronic encyclopedia of the Panhellenic Contributions of contemporary
Greek writers. Today he is a member of the International Society of Greek
Writers (DEEL). His literary distinction was commendable in the first
Panhellenic prose competition, he was awarded 1000 Greek poets, he is a
member of the International Society of Greek Writers (DEEL). Bonus
LARRY NIVEN LITERATURE of the universal road with his poem "the last
sheriff" ACTIVITY-HOBBIES- Comic book reader, radio music producer,
lyricist
PETROS KYRIAKOU VELOUDAS - professor of culture, member of
the international association of Greek writers-DEEL, of the guild of
etholoakarnanian writers-EAIL, executive director of Greek poetry in the
confederation of poets, writer, writer, writer.
ACTIVITIES-HOBBIES - Creating comics and reading them, radio
producer, lyricist
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Point of peace
Travels with a beautiful boat

sitting on it enjoys
boating or the earth the serenity or
the beautiful peace.
Peace was transformed
into a white dove
and with its wings the
whole world with motherly
and paternal embrace The stars of
happiness the planet will cherish
An all-white dove that brings again calm and meaning
feelings
and the world will
for peace dove in the little white
caressing tenderly caressing her with its wings
all the world's singing and dancing.-
Dove of peace
Travels with a beautiful boat

sitting on it enjoys
boating or the earth the peace or
the beautiful peace.
Transformed peace
into white dove
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with its wings

all over the world with maternal
and paternal handfull stars
Happiness planet will buy you
a full white dove again anangena
peace yearn and fear will wither
and the world will pleasantly anticipates
the happiness, peace dove in the little white
cafe tenderly caressing her with its wings
all the world's singing and dancing.-
Sweet peace'
Perow of soul
freedom birds
feel the caress
of peace
People living
amid the flowering
gardens of happiness
Peace reconciled,
embrace
Fragrant the 'aroma
of Peace People...
Peace of planet
Our become an everlasting kindness
and people's hearts, their
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ideas and dreams in a tender

sun look the moons
will illuminate with smiles,
stars will
scatter eternal love
in consciousness
the celestial shore
Poem of humanity - 2
Humanity means
to giveyour joy
the sun ofto the fellow human being
who suffers to fill
rays of happiness and health
with the bright sun
to accompany him in life
the storm.
Humanity means
the expensive jacket
or the cheap you
wear to cover
the cold child
in the neighborhoods of the world.
Mankind will say to give
the bite of bread from a
little of your humble bread
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and to know in your life

when you will not in a storm
meet, of the tide
of the sea look.
The kindness of peace - 1
Peace in her soul

dwells, goodness
flows like pure water,
like a sun of happiness
with a blue sky.
Invite all
people peace
to dance humanity
hand in hand
The whole planet
an eternal peace
in the soul, in the mind in the heart
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Prasana Kumar Dalai

Biography of the Author.
DrPrasana Kumar Dalai is a
passionate Indian Author-cum-poet
while a tremendous lecturer of English
by profession in the Ganjam district of
Odisha.He is an accomplished source
of inspiration for young generation of
India.His free verse on Romantic and
melancholic poems appreciated by
everyone.
He belongs to a small typical village Nandiagada of Ganjam District,
the state of Odisha.He promotes his specific writings around the world
literature and trades with multiple stems that are related to current issues
based on his observation and experiences that needs urgent attention.He is
an award winning writer who has achieved various laurels from the circle of
writing worldwide.His free verse poems not only inspires young readers but
also the ready of current time.His poetic symbol is right now inspiring
others, some of which are appreciated by laurels of India and across the
world. Many of his poems been translated in different Indian languages and
got global appreciation. Lots of well wishes for his upcoming writtings and
success in future.
As time goes by!
As time goes by.

Your breath turns into deep sigh.
And when two lovers heart beats.
On that you can rely.
No matter what future brings.
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Two hearts full of passion, jealousy and hate.

That no one can deny.
I am writing the same story.
A fight for love and glory.
I am feeling lonely without you.
Only the memories haunts me day and night.
The world never welcome two haunted hearts.
A case of do or die.
As time goes by.
Moves to paradise!
There is so many things.

That will keep me loving you.
The way glance to me.
The way you sip the tea.
All that memories shaking me.
Your smile just reflects on the sun beam.
It is yours way of haunt my dreams.
Whole world is falling on me.
Cause they know, they can't snatch you from me.
That bumpy road to love.
Always keep the memory of.
The way you have changed my life.
I am feeling my love moves to paradise.
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Burning desire!
Deep into my heart.

There is burning desire.
I am deying in emotion.
It's my world of fantasy.
You keep remembering me every where I go.
Your love is holding me forever.
Cause my heart and soul stay with you forever.
Your single heartbeat I can hear.
That is gate of my heart's door.
I will keep the candles burning.
Let your heart melt in mine.
I am living in my dreams.
You are my heart and soul.
The only thing I know.
One desire!
I lead my life the way to happiness.

Now she takes to me paradise.
She holds my hand.
And then I understand.
Her eyes was burning in fire.
With one desire.
She opens the eyes my heart.
My day really get it's great start.
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All the pain and pleasure of mine.

It turns to devine.
My brink of life is in the refrain.
My world become a mid summer nights dream.
And all the dreams washes away in a floating stream.
A deep sigh!
When I am near you.

I hear you speak my name softly.
When your deep sigh!
Softly in my ear you breath flame.
When your glancing in my corner of eyes.
Suddenly, spark of love cries.
You are my present and future.
That all died in my past desire.
When you fears depart.
I surrender my heart.
I can feel that spark of love in your heart.
When you walk through my mind.
All of my future is in you.
You can't deny.
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Punya Devi
About
Punya Devi is a renowned
writer of India who was born in 1959
at Morijhanji, Jorhat, Assam. She is
triple MA.She has been writing poems,
short stories, novels and other articles
since her student life which are
published in various news papers and
magazines. She is an approved writer
of All India Radio.
She writes in Assamese, Hindi and English language.Her published
books 19(nineteen). Her poems are translated in to different languages. She
is awarded and felicitated by different literary organizations of the world
.Punya Devi is a humanitarian writer.
"Ever and anon my iconic word"
(My tribute to Nelson Mandela)
Ever and anon I love the iconic word that thrilled my mind
in romances and made
enthusiastic during my adolences
Then the echoes of the volcanic word
was blowing like a storm through the
world reawakening the sense of heroworship in the minds of the
new generation
That herculean word was imprisoned
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in the robben island in distortion

who built a sky inside the darkness
digging the stony clouds plucked
the sunny days for distribution to the people living in
supplications
Bearing an ocean of kindness when the omnipotent word

came out from prison
living behind all bitterness of long life
when he embraced all foes and pals
then the the world heard echoes of the ringing bell,
removing the iron chain of salvation
The word which I loved in my silver days intermittently, I

went to the holy land to see the word nereby, he was the living
legend in the chronicles of Black Africa
When he opened his eyes, then billions of

Peace doves flight to the sky singing the songs of light
His innocent smile disarmed enemies and changed them guys
When he took breath, the human race
became fresh
When he was singing the song of humanity, people

enjoyed the rhymes
of equality
He the icon of freedom Nelson Mandela
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fostered ideology in that fertile soil

Where Gandhi's non violence was born
In the midst of great turmoil.
"Passion of freedom"
All human bear inside their bosom a burning sense of

hungriness for innate right of freedom, to get which the
young are always ready to sacrifice everything, leaving
their homes becoming fighting horses, scattering roses of
blood on their thorny roads
Because the thirst of freedom is stronger than the love of

their beloved
for what they await as draught waits eagerly to hear the
rainy songs of summer
Freedom, which becoming hope of rays of the sun, walks

on door to door of the darkness of eyes of the exploited
people, peeping the helpless through
theirt leaking roof of huts
Becoming dreamful moon at night, bloating the sweating

checks of the tired working people, the moon sings
lullabies melodiously, inviting sleep for the hungry
children
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Freedom, hearing whose sounds, the wall

of darkness in silence is bound to be broken down, then
wearing feathers of birds, hopes and dreams fly to the high
singing the songs of the sky, celebrating the rhythm of
freedom
"Bridge"
My most favorite man made is

Bridge
I have faith on all the bridges

On which the people came and go
From one bank to another
Along with them their customs
Civilization and cultures are
Abridged
Standing on a bridge
Leaning against the railing
I like to see me in the mirror of the river
Sometimes I enjoy the race of cockboats
Of midge
another time spreading fishing nets towards the
edge
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Most often when I think about

the workers who put on pillers under the deep water
Then my heart becoming to
freeze
Unfortunately while a bridge blust

by black hands then lives of the both banks bleed
And ceased
Yes, there are available Sand stone and

beaks to repair a broken bridge
But it is not easy to rejoin or reconstruct the broken
conjunction
between broken hearts of
humen bridge
So I am standing as a Knight
With a sword of words
On the bank of the river of humanity
To defend kindness and fraternity
For which I make me
Pledge.
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"I am aspiring"
My eyes are always in appentency for a rain bathed azure

blue sky
for flying my bird of will there which is free of bondage
free of boundaries
free of flood of innocent blood
free of pollution of bombard
no warhoop heard from anywhere
no unwanted oppressions suppressions
My ears are foraging to not hear the

crying in the wilderness of the hoi polloi migrated to unknown
land only to save lives from unexpected cyclone of time
not to hear the screaming of birds and howling animals of
forest, becoming
homeless for occupation of terrorism and enviousness
Pathetic scenes of mountains make bleeding by nails of giddiness

lamenting rivers which are making breathless for garbage
throwing by the selfish senseless
cultivation fields devouring by skyscrapers
always hurt my heart
Hence I am aspiring in the convergence

of the commiserations of sea and magnanimous sky for an
ocean of
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super sovereign beningency for the earth which will be

reawaking from the specific word human
"My Will On This Birthday"
Today on the first full moon of the spring

I am arriving on your golden seashore
Where my heart is echoing
Since the my first spring of life

Being a costermonger
Keeping my heart in a silver vessel
Guided by the soul of my demsel
In quest of a faithful consumer
I have been wandering
Following the wheel of time

Ignoring the call of crime
Showing the seeds of love
I am arriving the land of hymn
Yes, my mother's soul

Told me to become bold
And to beware of the market
Where life can be buyed and sold
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Today is the specific first spring

Suitable for me to make my will
For handed over and taken over
Weting in the flower's shower
You please do the unsigned sign

Giving me a costless cost
Assuring me with your
Voiceless voice
As I am standing face to face

On your seashore
You pl see where
My heart is mirrored
Which is hurted by the
Heartless arrows
You can view the wounded part

Floating in the time and tide
Fighting with the shadows of night
Without compromising with the
Storm and thunder
I have committed
A lots of blunder
Yet my heart has not lost it's purity

I have saved simplicity and fertility
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Which will be lead to the divinity

For which I have given you authority
You embrace my holy river

Inside your wavelet feathers
As in my river of blood
There are no division
In the name of different religion
You take my evergreen forest

Of my purified heart
Under your long breath
Where there is no separate regions
Spreading to the last horizon
You may think that I am lunatic

No, never, my heart is still poetic
Hence I am ever romantic
Please let my twilight sky

Find all dreams in your eyes
Who knows how to honour your dignity
In you vast ocean of humanity.
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160
Rhodora Garcia-
Medina
Rhodora Garcia-Medina
advocates for peace, environment and
mental health with art and literature
serving as her medium to promote and
raise awareness on the very sensitive
matters of daily living. Many of her
poems have already been published in
Cultural Magazines and Anthology
Books, while her paintings have also been exhibited in different parts of the
world.
Life vision: love and peace
As everyone has a life-vision

Serves in reality as a mission
That all the more fans the flame of passion
Manifests in a variety of self-expression.
Filling with love and compassion

That emptiness becomes illusion
Rightly tracks out the obsession
Striving with the joys of fusion.
Happiness even with less possession

As we work towards progression
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In battling all forms of depression

For humanity to be lifted off from oppression.
Fairness and justice for all is a commission

Democracy upheld in full accession
Hatred uprooted in cohesion
Love and peace intensifies succession.
Peace beyond borders
Turf
Territories
Limits
Boundaries.
Laid out for one common goal

Respect for space be observed
Upholding peace among all
Thus, harmony preserved.
Borders
Points
Ends
Margins.
Work tirelessly to make ends meet

Taking all the heat as to beat
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Circumstances expanded to be comprehensible

As love for peace transcends in ways unfathomable.
Peace and humanity
Pacifies the heart and mind

Eternity we all try to find
A true love that bind
Compassion that is seen by the blind
Everything that should never be left behind.
Healing from the pain brought of war

Underscore what brought us far
Measures combatted to never mar
Ambiguity of those at par
Never to conceal the shining star
Illuminating without tar
The truth behind peace that rings from afar
Yes, humanity redeemed with peace as stellar!
In peace we trust
Love and understanding goes together.

Growth is seen in many ways
Through the influential supervision of our leader
Peace is seen as progressive in the succeeding days.
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May all of us think of cooperating

And live with dignity and unity
Give respect for everything
To preserve peace in our community.
Peace within
In search of the answer that we need

To the question that lies beneath
How peace can be achieved
And all heads be adorned with wreath.
While all life’s philosophy and mission

Centers to creation of a credo
Driven by a vision
Peace to replace all clashes and rido.
An open communication seeking a common ground

Prioritizing children and their future
Rights be enjoyed and never to injustice be bound
And to uphold peace and to live lives that are secure.
Be free from all forms of fear

Allow cooperation to reign
With Leaders lending an ear
Peace within be our campaign.
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Sahadev Behera
Biography -
Dr. Sahadev Behera is a Govt.
Elementary teacher. He has published
more than 7 nos of educational books.
He has written story, prose and more
than 500 poems in Odia, English abd
Bengali language. He has Received so
many awards from different literary
forum throughout nation and abroad.
Name - Sahadev Behera, Date
of birth- 15/03-1973, At -Mangarajpur, State -Odisha
Country -India, Qualification.- M.A, B.Ed, DSEVH, Profession - Govt.
Teacher.
Hobby -Reading, writing, listening music.
Experience - Poet, social activist, international ambassador of peace.
Member of United Nations Organisation and many more international
organisations. Received Honorary Doctorate. And many more international
certificates, awards.
Published -More than 7books in regional language.
More than 500 articles have published in different international
anthology.
Language Known-Odia, English, Bengali, Hindi.
Responsibility - Moderator and Administrator of different
international forum of literature.
1. ASSOCIATION FOR WORLD PEACE AND LITERATURE;
Odisha (Founder)
2. Global Literary Temple, Nigeria (Vice president -II Asia)
3. Poetry Warriors, Bhutan (Admin)
4. Odia Sahitya Jagat, Odisha (Admin)
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5. World literary Forum for Peace and Human Rights, Bhutan
(Moderator and chief global coordinator)
6. Oxygen Pen, Shri Lanka (Team Leader)
7. Genesis World Writers, Nigeria (Member)
8. One World Writers Movement, Nigeria (member)
9. DEMO GOG (member)
10. Member of international federation
of global peace organisation.
12. And many more organisations
He has received so many awards such as -
1. Volunteers card from UNO,
2. Volunteer for human rights activities and SDG.
3. International Ambassador of Peace, WLFPH, Bhutan.
4. Iconic international peace Ambassador from WLFPH, Bhutan.
5. Global Peace Ambassador, from IQRA Foundation -2021
6. Global excellence Teacher Award -2020
7. Jayee Rajguru Samnan -2020
8. Akhanda jyoti Sikha samman -2020
9. Ananya Nabajoyti Shiksha Samnan -2021
10. Gangadhar Meher Samman. -2021
11. Poet of the year -2020, Indo Universe Voices of Poetry,
12. Bikshipta Bandhu Samman, -2021
13. Sadhana Samman-2021.
14. Rajo Samman-2021.
15. Mousumi Samman -2021
16. Blue Diamond award -2021.
17. Manabhasa Bandhu Samman -2021
18. International police friends icons award- 2021
17. Honorary Doctorate from Mexico Marrocco
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A Promise to Humanity
Service to mankind is service to God,

We the people live with a family world.
Without discrimination of sex, caste, creed and colour,
Respect to everyone and love to each other.
Don't be confused, be sure, take a promise to ensure,

The world is lovely, sweet and soft like dove's feather.
All brothers and sisters, we are very dearer and nearer

We are the sons and daughters as a family member.
Change your attitude, be positive towards others feeling

and emotion,
Share your happiness and joy with friends in World's
perception.
Eradicate illiteracy, terrorism, blind believes, social

taboos, war and curruption,
Brotherhoodness and humanity formulate peace,
tranquility as a social integration.
Every corner of the world blows the breezing wind,

Unites us and germinates in the whole world, love,
happiness, peace and kind.
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Showers the love and emotions to sprout peace and humanity.

Hesitate narrowness mind and conflicts, spark the light of
joy not cruelty.
Live and let live, respect elders and love each other,
Being we are the children of a lovely magnanimous mother.
Prevent Conflicts
Don't be confused, be sure, take a promise to ensure,
The world is lovely, sweet and soft like dove's feather.
Change your attitude, be positive towards others feeling
and emotion,
Share your happiness and joy with friends in World's
perception.
Breezing winds blows everywhere, and unites whole
world a nation.
Eradicates blindbelievs and eroded cruel traditions for

ever in mind,
Germinates in the whole world, love, happiness, peace
and kind.
Wrapped up illiterate, ceasefire the war, ban terrorism and cruelty
Showers the love and emotions to sprout peace and
humanity.
Hesitate narrowness mind and conflicts, spark the light of joy.
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Santosh Kumar Biswa

Biography About the
Author
Santosh Kumar Biswa is a
Bhutanese Author and Poet and is
currently working as a Teacher at
Damphu Central School, Bhutan. He
is an accomplished source of several
educational books and poetry
anthology and an Inspirational World
Peace Agent, in which he promotes
peace in his place and around the world through literature.
He trades with multiple stems that are related to current issues based
on his observations and experiences that needs urgent attention and through
his writing, he partakes in his global concerns and tries to point out issues
about life and gives examples for more encompassing understanding to uplift
peace in the world. He commits his life promoting peace and humility among
humanity for better life in the society. He had also studied Global Citizenship
education from UNICEF.
He is an award winning writer who achieved various laurels from the
circle of writing from across the world like; World Icon of Literature Award,
New World History Maker of English Poetry Award, Gold Level Award on
Poetic Prowess and profundity, Poetic Prowess Award, Poetic Parley Gold
Quill Award twice, World Poetic Star Award, Global Literary Society
Bronze Star Award, Writer of the Week Award, Eternal Flame's
Commendations, Writer Guild of America Honor, Platinum Category
Certificate of Honor from Motivational Strips, Edgar Allan Poet American
Poet award and many more.
Some of the books that he had already published are: The Rhythm of
the Butterfly (Poetry Anthology, 2019), Caprice-A Collection of Poems
(Poetry Anthology, 2012), Uncomplicated Shakespeare: The Merchant of
Venice (2018), Adages: Proverbs from the land of the Thunder Dragon
(2014), Encyclopedia of General Knowledge (2013), Songs of Angels (2014),
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Understanding Short Stories (2014), Understanding the Novel (2014), The
Complete Study Guide to BCSE English (2009), The Complete Guide to
ENGLISH I (2013), Bhutan - My Knowledge Bank (2013), Preschool English
(2012), Preschool Math (2012) and English Grammar (2010).
O Peace! For your Realm to Sparkle
O, peace! Where have you gone to?

Steadfast to prevail and conquer,
The ever virulent corona that exist.
All lambs are bleating high,
Some are already gone apart.
We are holding up in trust

For you to show up and guard.
Tears are moving like the Nile,
Maybe 'cause we lacked in dignity
Or our disparity in actual live action,
That ever made you to leave.
No more peace to see anymore,

It appears to be bleak all over,
In your absence all got fagged.
Come in fairness to embrace all,
We implore you in veraciousness,
Our spells are echt from the heart.
Come to conquer the mortal corona
And restore the peace that we had
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Of euphoria and gaiety always close by.
Our promise of regard to cultivate forever,

To each other in quality and equality,
In your realm to sparkle in haziness,
Like the moon, so unadulterated and superb.
Let the Devil be in Devil's Shape
Satan has arrived, unique makeup, it owns,

In every household and in every country.
We are to melt our heart as fast as candles
And to see our shelters floating like an ark,
The revenge, so tactical and gradatory to take.
The regard, high in simplicity to declare,

By us being reliant, chartless to reality behind,
Not in the flesh like to Cain, through Enoch,
But had come in different sorts at once for all
Pledged to fulfill the promise made to God.
The devil, smart as a whip seemed in human

To use them as a golem to wipe away forever
And to make eviternal waste; a pliant nature,
That don't crumble to dismantle it abruptly
For its awaiting might to usurp God's earth.
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Poles weep with rage owing to dim hopes,

By an inch to climb down, too weak to stand
And the warmth of mingy air harsh to rub it
Under the fiery sun, an ark to float roughly
Due to men in devil's mind to ruin and vanish.
Let the devil be in devil's shape, always feeble,

Ne'er to win, but God's plan to shine for all,
With the united hands to create new Eden
To relish the gifted nature and to let it glisten
So that the snow persist, air to stay fresh.
Syllabus of Ants
In the colony, I see ants so integrated in lives,

Sociable by nature, in communities underground.
Like sheep, they're steered by their shepherd
For mucho eggs to lay and to build the nation
Like a train to march and to entrepot eatage
Not for their kind alone, but for other livestock too
For vitality to come and hold the ecosystem
In the colony to subsist and to take in respect
Through global mind to shine through equality
Compassion, being their mission of unity.
The syllabus uniquely patterned for livelihood,

Free of ego, envy, jealousy, racism and hatred
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For the communal desire hides in every brain,

Peace being their common goal, free of conflicts.
Alas! What I see loosely of my kind are unkind

With the scattered syllabus; no more on clasp.
We call ourselves human of superior ability,
But our abilities, matchless to the tiny's home
In any account to count filled with inequalities.
I beg you, oh human, better pray to your idol,
To solace you to get hold of their forms and visit,
And to incur their education, not what we practiced
Back again for a newer syllabus to design
For a better world to build, more adept than theirs
Or else, they shall spit on us for our deeds.
The One and Only
The one and only;

those mentally vacillant;
enervated in the verdict
to chase their life, fancy impuissance in others
no other things that are decent
'Cause when he sees others doing well.
The rusty dust gets in his optics

and shouts at the tip of the high hills.
Withal, he persists the black sheep,
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be distinguished in their eyes

among those people who're wise and industrious.
Have such people continue with their will

to cut into the hole, deep enough until the hell
with their typical mind that suits their deeds
not to be fitted anywhere among anyone.
Solidarity of Minds
Peace isn't far if credence becomes alive,

Like the bond that show up in the rainbow high slants.
The world, so deplorable in its affection in contrasts,
Of shades of various cultures to exhibit its worth.
Ay man! Wake up, raise your brain before the nightfall,
With the light confined by, to break all lacks, of concern,
Of convictions and social orders that exist to parcel all,
Away from God, for shrillness to welcome.
Such flawed gauges, to benefit man, capacity to come,

To immingle among all reasons, all living in the double,
Away from uneducated traditions, so unrealistic real
For heftier bonds to fix, yet for a better future.
The cross in confidence, ties those dissimilar to mend,
Wake up man, joyfully after, for better stroll towards ages.
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Selma Kopić
Bographie
Selma Kopić is a professor of
Bosnian language and literature, born
in 1962 in Tuzla, Bosnia and
Herzegovina.
She is the author of two
textbooks and one workbook for
primary school. She has worked and is
working as a coach, reviewer,
proofreader...
Her stories and poems have been awarded and entered anthologies
in BiH and around the world. The most significant awards are:
• Third prize "Mak Dizdar" for unpublished collection of poems
"Puzzle", BiH, 2008;
• Golden Plaque, "Poetry of the Year 2020", Balkan Poetry Union,
BiH, 2021;
• First prize for a triptych of love poems at the "Poem above poems"
competition, BiH 2021;
• First prize for the best foreign song "I'm not ready to leave yet",
Italy, 2020.
She has published three independent books of poetry:
• ''Znak'' ('' The Sign ''), PrinCom Tuzla,
• '' The Monument of Love'', Poetry Planet Publishing House,
Philippines,
• '' Slagalica '' (''The Puzzle''), Darwish Publishing and Translation
House, Germany
• and the joint collection ‘‘ Cosmic Rainbow ’’ India, with five other
authors.
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A sudden storm
She came unexpectedly,

like a sudden storm
and conquered the world
with great speed.
At first we thought
she was made up,
then she wouldn’t come to us.
And she arrived like a tornado
destroying everything in front of her.
She doesn't care
about name, nation, or religion.
She doesn't choose who to mow.
In this war,
she is on one side
and the whole world on the other.
It isn’t easy to fight
an invisible and unknown enemy.
She kills in a row,
forbids hugging and socializing.
The world is united
in this unequal struggle.
There are many heroes,
but also too many victims.
Prayers are heard
in all the languages of the world,
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for all the victims,

for all the brave saviors.
And now,
after a year of pain and fear,
we hope the end of the pandemic is near.
When one day
all this becomes a thing of the past,
will the lesson be learned?
Will we remember
how important touch is,
how important a hug is,
how we are all equal in death
and that we should be equal
in life as well?
Golden flok
I swim on my back and sing an old song:

"Is it nice, is it nice, ... my seagull."
Above me, a flock of tame pigeons
flies over the lake in regular formations.
I notice that not everyone is white.
Pigeons of different colours fly together.
The sun is in the west and is very hot,
its rays illuminate the flock
and the colours of the birds change
as the angle changes.
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At one point they become all golden.

A beautiful sight.
Their golden wings flicker
and resemble fireflies on a summer night.
The sky is crystal clear,
golden dots flicker above us
and thought is born,
there is enough sky and sun for everyone,
and, under them, we are all equal and,
as such, golden.
A little more to last
Nights and days,

joys and sorrows,
birth and death,
gray and purple…
Everything spins in a circle,
goes and comes.
We are scared, excited,
tired, happy sometimes.
But,
no matter how hard
is the ride,
we don't want
to get off that carousel.
We want to be a part of it,
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a little more, a little more ...

And no one knows
how much time he has left.
And no matter how uncertain it is,
we are surprised
by the stop
and we are unprepared
for the end.
We are thirsty
for another drop,
another moment,
before we are covered in dust,
before we are enveloped in silence,
A little more, a little more,
to last.
Let's go to the light
Ladies, gentlemen, indecisive!
What's the problem?

There are no difficult decisions.
Decisions are easy.
Do you know why?
Because every time
we already know the solution.
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In the dark,
nothing moves forward.
We can always disappear.

Let’s try to live on planet Earth.
We need to fight
for goodness in ourselves
because we have to pass it
on to others.
Let's stop competing

in search of fun
in someone's defeat.
Let's head for the light!
Peace
Let peace flow as fast as a mountain river,

let it warm like the warm rays of the sun!
Let peace resound like a song,
let it grow like ivy along the walls!
Let peace spread like air,
let it spill like rain!
Let peace fly high like an eagle,
let it go fast like a train!
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Let it spread like good news,

let it fall out of all hands!
We all need peace like a song, like water,
like the sun, like air ...
We need it fast, very fast,
and it should last, and it should last!
Peace in the world, peace with God,
peace in the soul, peace for all!
You don't need a lot
Do you know how small you are

when you prove your greatness
to someone smaller than you?
Do you know how weak you are
when you show your strength
over someone who is weaker than you?
Do you know how cowardly you are
when you show your courage by overcoming those
who are more powerless than you?
When you respond to a gentle word with a curse,
when you respond to caressing with rudeness,
when you respond to the love given by ignoring it,
what do you expect?
You’ll get fear in view, humility and retreat,
a false image of power and strength.
You’ll get everything, but don’t expect respect.
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You need so little to be great, and strong and brave!

A kind word and a gentle touch are never too much.
Hope is all we need
Day after day, year after year,

the door opens for new things.
We cling to the old and the familiar,
while waiting to see what life brings.
It’s hard for those who live in fear,
when they are afraid of future mornings,
who are afraid of change and, to them,
every day is similar.
It’s important to enter the new tomorrow with a smile
and embrace the future as an adventure.
Life passes at such a speed.
To continue the race, hope is all we need.
It’s a difficult path
We see neither a sunny day nor blossoming valleys

when our head is full of problems and worries.
And in vain the sun that smiles and the distances that call,
in our minds it’s always night and always fall.
We carry our head with us wherever we go
and our thoughts go with us, and our sorrow.
It’s a difficult path and the struggle is unceasing,
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but such is life, eternal battle and struggling,

striving to break the darkness,
striving to overcome loneliness.
And the desire to light our way on a bright day,
that there are no obstacles in our way.
It’s hard, but the goal pushes us forward.
There in the end, only in the end, are success and reward.
There is magic
There is something miraculously beautiful

in the poet's mind,
in how he lowers words into colorful pearls,
magical pearls that understand other souls,
cling to other hearts and ennoble them.
There is a magical way in which poetry

manages to touch those who love it.
It’s a magic that cannot be explained by science,
that the poetic soul understands when it’s by itself,
in silence.
There is also a miracle above all miracles:

with one push of a button,
the beads of verse begin to fly
and fly around the planet.
The world of poets
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becomes a world without borders,

and such a path is light for others.
What a wonderful feeling!

A poet sends away his precious pearls,
knowing that hundreds of hearts,
all over the world,
will open to embrace them.
Then loneliness is no longer loneliness,

then sadness is no longer sadness,
wounds don’t hurt so much,
because the touch of poetry is the healing touch.
The flow of words
I keep the words in my bosom to ripen,

to each be crystal clear,
clear as a clear sky, then,
when their time comes,
to be ready and come out of me
in perfect order.
I choose words
like you choose roses for a bouquet of love,
to be fresh and fragrant,
so that when they flow,
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they flow like fresh spring water

that you drink.
You drink and you never have enough.
I look for words to lower them into pearls.

Sometimes it's easy
and sometimes they run away from me,
and I have to catch them.
Words are like a fertile garden

full of flowers and fruits.
Sometimes there are weeds in that garden.
They should be carefully picked
and placed in a heart basket,
cleansed of thorns and toxins.
When it's so pure, the word heals

and the wounded hearts drink it thirstily.
When the right hour comes,
my words will flow,
harmonious as a rainbow,
gentle as the whisper of leaves.
Love life
Life takes and life gives,

but love lives in all of us.
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And just when we think it disappears,

in a new form it appears.
It’s there in the spring day,
in the scent of flowers,
in the sunset and on the clear night sky
when the stars wink at us.
Love is in children's smiles and their games.
We fall in love
and want to burn in that flame.
And when we are separated,
love lives
in our heart,
in our memories.
It’s in the smell of food,
in the sound of the waves,
in the yellowed photos,
in old melodies.
No one can kill love
or replace its trace.
Love is what we all need
to embrace.
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Sudheer Sing
About
Dr. Sudheer Singh MBBS(Born
on October 20,1994) in Kaushambi
(U.P) India.
An Editor, As A writing 140+
Anthology Books as a Co - Author.
Multiple World Record Holder- India
Book of record, Asia Book Of
Records, America Book of records,
International Book of records, Bihar
Book of records, Maharashtra Book of records two times, OMG Book of
records Three Times, Worldwide Top Book of records, Amazing Book of
records, Eight Times World Book of records achieve Participation
Certificate, Additional Medical Adviser ITMUT Brazil, GTL Country
Director, 1000+Multiple National & International Award winners, 4500+
Certificate achieve till Now national and international quizes, Conferences,
Webinorsetc.
Honorary Doctorate, Honorary Professor, UYG Country Director,
GDYLI Global Secretary and GDYLI india president, WCEA Regional
Country Director, Chairman of SRADHA TRUST, DIRECTOR of Goal
Acquisition Institute, CEO/DIRECTOR Of KGN Humanity Social Services
Foundation, Guinness world record Attempt - Thickest Book in the World
an sponsorship committee member, most prestigious Honour Pillars of india
award 2021 as a jury member.
An editor upcoming book The orators Books in Pride of india,
Heartbeats of emotion, Shashvat Srajan etc.and an Co -Editor Thickest Book
in the World upcoming Guinness world record holder.
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Humanitarian services during covid-19

pandemic
The source of achieving world peace

Doctor's is the back bone of the humanity Doctor's is
known second god of the earth. Doctor's is the fullness of
peace and humanity.
Doctor's is the great humanitarian during covid-19
pandemic.
Nurse's is the second back bone of humanity.
Nurse's is known as the heart of the hospitals.
Nurse's is the fullness of peace and humanity.
Nurse's is the great humanitarian during covid-19
pandemic.
Socialworker's, police, sweeper great services peace and
humanity. Socialworker's, police, sweeper, skeleton
system our surrounding society. Socialworker's, Police,
sweeper, full fillness of peace and humanity.
Socialworker's, Police, sweeper great humanitarian
during covid-19 Pandemic.
Cooperation, Non domination and

liberation between everyone can lead
to world peace.
Humanity and tolerance is the way of world peace.

Humanity and tolerance is the together cooperation
spreads world peace.
188
Gender equality, no racism attack in worldwide is world

peace.
Humanity and peace and tolerance is the simile world
peace.
Worldwide spreading loves, humanity, peace is allusion
of world peace.
Tolerance, positive things for humanity is the metaphor of
world peace.
Some person worldwide is the personified of peace and
humanity.
Non domination spreading loves in worldwide lead world
peace, humanity.
World peace and humanity is voice of the lovely heart.
Impacts of "Negative Thoughts" in

achieving World Peace.
Negative Thoughts is barriers of world peace.
Negative thoughts is birth yet in your mind.

So negative thoughts break soul become you blind.
Negative thoughts break the tolerance, positivity, peace,
humanity.
Negative thoughts destroy world peace and world
humanity.
Negative thoughts is mind barriers peace and humanity.
Failures all around the world peace and humanity.
Negative thoughts damage your peacefull mind and soul.
189
Negative thoughts not achieving world peace and

humanity.
My Dream of a world of peace.
My mind and heart dream of a world of peace.

Where there all people can live a life to ease.
My mind and heart dream of a world of togetherness.
Where all people can happiness easist become a world
togetherness.
My mind and heart dream of a world of happiness.
Where there all people is can no sight of selfishness.
My mind and heart dream of world all people kindness.
Where all people can realise value of love is priceless.
Where there all people can live a life to ease.
Theme - Tolerance - The source of peace in the community.
Title - Tolerance is the best key point of peace.
Tolerance is the best method to make peace is the goal.

Tolerance is the best ability to face any difficult situation.
Tolerance is mutual respect through mutual
understanding and make peace. Tolerance is the
consequences of humanity, peace in the community.
Tolerance the threshold of peace, make peacefull the
whole community.
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Sugar Zedna
short bio
Born a Filipino with a little
Spanish blood (and a dash of caffeine in
her bloodstream).
Graduated on top of her class
from her Master’s Degree in Education
major in Teaching in the Early Grades.
She was the Editor-in-chief of
her college paper.
Presently, she’s an English Teacher to young kids, everyday she’s
juggling her time as a speaker in various events, hosting programs, designing
fashion accessories and WRITING!!
She loves to write about human relationships, nature, endless
metaphors of human existence and so on.
She has written many poems and had won over 200 literary awards
and her works had been published in international e-magazines and digital
platforms since November 2020.
Co-authored several anthologies and had a few interviews by
international magazines.
Peaceful mind
A tranquil mind generates power.

If all we see isn't the darkest hour
We see ourselves hapless and meek
Within seethes a conviction, we aren't weak
191
As everything will come to pass

Even our engraved personas wouldn't last
This situation is temporary and a solution will come
When we least expect it, optimum results we welcome
No matter how bad the situation is

There is just one who will never miss
as His omnipotence ends all anguish
For inside the pit of lamentations we needn't languish
God's mercy and grace is all we need

To be totally emancipated from man's greed
To trust Him with all our life
As from His palm we reap our blessings so rife.
Genuine kindness
Life is never easy

As it's a painful process
Every day is a struggle
Every moment is a step towards our graves.
Every happening should be charged to experience
Yet it's beyond our comprehension

To know why some lay on a bed of roses
While others lay on the mud
We all live in a human society
192
Where the ideal existence is to be humane

Worried lest I'd be starving, I'd give
I'm guided by a conscience that breathes
And feels the misery of my fellows
It goes beyond material aid

Having a listening ear,
A tight embrace,
A warm smile,
A nice pat on the shoulder or my mere presence
Can do wonders
Can move mountains
Simple gestures for my heart's simple treasures.
Small acts of humanity
Humanity is more than just being a philanthropist

It is that trait of being humane in an inhuman society.
As nomads of the modern world,
We fail to realize that we live in excesses
We have so much of everything we wanted
At any moment Having a heart that shares to the needy, is
humanity
Being selfless in the midst of our personal predicaments,
is humanity
Feeding the hungry on the palm of your hand, is humanity
Being a person for others, is humanity.
193
Selfless love
The Living Saint

As we regarded her
Her heart and soul
She relentlessly offered
She served the poor,
The sick and the dying.
She opened the door
For the blind, the aged,
The disabled and lepers.
She extended unconditional love
To every being in the slums.
Mother Theresa,
truly you are A Goddess in disguise
Your altruistic nature will never be forgotten.
Measure of true success
Adding titles to your name

You thought would bring you fame
Attaining degrees in school
Wouldn't make you less of a fool
The essence of true success
Is purely on humanitarian causes
A man is revered for good deeds
Lauded for feeling every heart that bleeds
194
Humans are we as God made us

To pity the hapless without a fuss
A little act of compassion
Is always a humane reaction
We have a lifetime to amass wealth
A heart to sustain anyone's health
Lest we'd be hungry, let's give
For we never know 'til when they'd live
Cultivate in our core, the zest to share
As what the word needs is our care
Help wholeheartedly whenever, wherever
Ditch selfish interest whatever the weather.
195
196
Suresh Chandra
Sarangi
About
I am Dr. Suresh Chandra
Sarangi, Assistant professor of Sanskrit
of Amarjyoti College, Bolangir under
government of Odisha (India). I have
been writing poems, short stories and
articles in English since last three
decades out of them many poems have
been published in national and international online megazines, journals and
also translated into different languages. More than 300 times I have been
awarded by different National and international organisations.
Suresh Chandra Sarangi
Odisha, India
Beautiful world through my eyes
The world is a beautiful creation of God with full of nectar.

The sky is full of nectar
The mountains are full of nectar
The streams are full of nectar
The green woods are full of nectar
The flowers.
The earth
The sky
The mountains
197
The ocean
The rivers
Where ever I am looking
through my eyes I am looking nectar.
We people are to receive
the nectar from the beautiful earth
to enjoy it.
Nothing is in the world
which is unsuitable for you.
If you see in the good eyes
everything you will look good
for you and
If you see in the bad eyes
everything you will look bad.
Nothing in the world is bad rather
Everything is good and full of nectar
Since the world is a paradise and
We are it's inhabitants,
We are so fortunate that
you have born in the Womb
of the heavenly mother and
we will sing the song
for the greatness of it
198
Boardeerless world
He who a generous,
Always clean in behaviour,
To establish norms of conduct
And free from all attachments in life,
He has renounced everything.
Even though worldly he would appear,
To carry out worldly duties
That kind man embraces
the world is my family.
United be our purpose,

Harmonious be our feelings,
Collected be our minds,
As well as various aspects of the universe
Exit in togetherness.
May the heavens be at peace,

May the sky be at peace,
May the earth be at peace,
Peace to water, peace to the trees and nature,
Since all the world is a beautiful platform.
We are all o
The entire world should be free from boundary.
Inspite of many diversities
We should have unity in all respects.
199
Every nation should respect the demarketed areas of others

Every nation should respect the sovereignty of others
Every nation should respect the peaceful coexistence
Every nation should respect the sentiments of others.
No country should keep colonial thought.
Now We are moving towards third world war.
This may happen only for boarder disputes.
Which is totally brutal and inhuman.
Everything would happen if the third world war occurs.
Nothing will remain alive.
Only destruction
Therefore we should leave misconception like

It is yours, that is mine.
Nothing is yours
Everything is of the God.
This is the misconception of the narrow minded
Peaceful coexistence
All the old is an one segment as created by God.

It is a gift of the nature that thousands of mountains,
rivers, large forests and many sea beaches.
Man has no contribution in this creation.
We are all his Sons and daughters.

Everyone's body consists of blood and flesh.
200
On the basis of nationality, creeds, place of birth, colour

we are all equal before the law of the nature.
God has never discriminated areas to areas and men to men.

Discrimination is a man made concept with compact minds.
Since all the world is a beautiful platform.

We are all one one traveller of our life journey.
Since we are the traveler of the same destination
The entire world should be free from boundary.
Inspite of many diversities
We should have unity in all respects.
Every nation should respect the demarketed areas of others
Every nation should respect the sovereignty of others
Every nation should respect the peaceful coexistence
Every nation should respect the sentiments of others.
No country should keep colonial thought.
Now We are moving towards third world war.
This may happen only for boarder disputes.
Which is totally brutal and inhuman.
Everything would happen if the third world war occurs.
Nothing will remain alive.
Only destruction
Therefore we should leave misconception like

It is yours, that is mine.
Nothing is yours
201
Everything is of the God.

This is the misconception of the narrow minded
But wise man thinks
All the world is my house
All are my brothers and sisters.
Hence the narrow conception is regretted and the broad
conception is well come.
Thanks, thanks, thanks
Death of Humanity
Hearts beat
For the pain of
the death of democracy
Missing the humanity
Hearts that bleed from
suffering so much.
Suffering from internal pain
What is going on now ?
The mother earth is feeling heavy
Crying sitting alone
Whom to kill and whom to keep ?
The mother earth has given birth
To gentlemen and wickeds.
Can't understand what to do
In this circumstances,
Notorious are beating.
202
Killing, kidnapping and

Stealing in the day light.
No action against them,
The government is silent and
Even Indolent for observing
Monarchy.
Many people are unruly
Due to maladministration
The leadership is Failed
The intellectual civil society
Is undone.
The gentlemen are afraid of it.
Crazy to find the good path
Anguished hearts.
When God will take incarnation
To save the gentlemen
And demolish the fort of
Notorious
And to teach a lesson
the corrupted politicians.
Since political interference
OverJudiciary and executive is
Gradually killing
the glory democracy..
203
Cultivation of humanity
If you want to read

Read the lessons of morality
If you want to purify
Purify your heart
If you want to keep
Keep your words
If you want to cultivate
Cultivate your behaviour
If you want to dress
Dress the wound of others.
If you to remove
Remove your anger
If you want to suppress
Suppress your pride
If you want to express
Express your mistakes
If you want to serve
Serve for the mankind
If you want to win
win you desire
If you want to kill
Kill your enviousness
If you want to write
Write your misdeeds
If you want to fight
204
Figh for the right.

If you want to imagine
Imagine the world peace
If want to show
Show your loyalty
If you to find
Find joy within sorrow
If you to search
Search for truth
If you want to hate
Hate the bad qualities
If you want to pray
Pray your parents
If you want to love
Love your motherland
If you want to forget
Forget the past.
If you want to believe
Believe in you work.
205
Vasanth Kumar
Literary Curriculum
Mr. Vasanth Kumar VP was
born and brought up in a village. His
Primary Schooling was also done in the
village itself. He has studied in Kannada
Medium. And then he has done his BA
in Hunsur. MA in English Literature
from Mysore University and BEd is
also in the same University’ and
PGDELT in R1E ,Banglore University.
He was so much of love and fondness for literature. This helped him to
continue his literary journey.
Now. he is professionally a teacher, working for about 24 years in a
high school. He is a Bi-Lingual poet; he used to write both in Kannada and
English poems even since college days. Regularly he is writing poems, articles
and thoughts.
Some of his English poems were published in * The New Indian
Express* in 2000 and 2001. Now he is regularly writing and publishing his
poems. Recently he has received many Accolades from different World
Literary’ Organizations such as:
Certificate of appreciation from COSMOS WORLD RECORDS, for
promoting safety against COVID-19.
Certificate of * International Peace Day* from WLO.
Certificate of * International Writers Award*
*Inker of the Year-2020*.
Appointed as an *Ambassador of World Peace* by World Literary
forum for peace and Human Rights.
Appointed as a *Vice-President-Asia* by GLT.
Appointed as an international Coordinator* by GLT.
Appointed as a *Child Rescue Ambassador* by Iqra Foundation.
*Founding Member* of The Poetry Center.
206
Humanity
Life is a struggle
There are tons of lessons to teach
And tons of experiences to share.
Our only strength is to stand up for existence

And we do, dream of tomorrow
All the sw eat pouring in today.
The landlord as a charity back to the dawn

We do not see the light of the letter
We do not know what else.
We are the lack of power of speech

We are the one
Who fell into the curse of God.
Hair to the Lord’s anger

We are struggling with heavy debts
Those we are indebted.
Are not indebted to the debt

We have fallen to this earth for sin
We yarn for shade.
And we the believers
Who lift the fingers
For those children who are hungry for food and knowledge.
207
Zdenko Ćurković
About
Zdenko Ćurković was born on
1960. in Pasič, near Tomislavgrad, BiH.
He lives in Croatia.
He graduated from the Faculty
of Economics. He and his family lived
in Bjelovar, and since 2005. they have
lived in Šibenik.
He published his collection of
poems "Fish swim in their mouths". He
publishes poetry on Facebook and portals and represented in many
international collections of poems.
He is a member of many literary societies. He is a participant in many
literary festivals.
He has been awarded many times for his poetry. In addition to
poetry, he writes critical reviews and aphorisms.
Mother
I am your Mother ... and you are my Son.

In malice and envy you killed your brother,
in greed you have destroyed Me innumerable times
with aggression… from war to war.
With your greedy technologies you have poisoned

My soul, and Mine purity You have defiled,
you despise others passionately, as you love yours
selfishness… - you worship a golden calf.
208
You blaspheme… - you do not exalt your Father and Mother.

Love and gratitude - they are unknown to you.
I tremble with fever, I regain my anger,
You and your children are suffer - the facts are sad.
For you do not know what loyalty is, and that life is a gift –
God’s will was sent down from heaven to earth.
You think ... I'm a bad Mother, because my body
is old... sick, which is furious at you.
You explore the Universe, with the living Mother, you call
on your Stepmother -
you sacrifice millions and millions of your brothers and
their children,
who die of starvation. You are an egocentric celebrating
your success -
Idolater/Pagan, who also manages the lives of children.
My son, you poison me for hundreds of years - and instead

of treating me,
You deny Me because you are egocentric. You don't know,
what is responsibility?
You have hurt both my heart and soul - you are an
egomaniac.
In recovery you hinder Me, because you are... a narcissistic
hypocrite, smug,
and conceited egoist.
209
Confession
I regret …
because I was an egocentric grain of gold,

that spun only around its own axis,
- member of golden youth. My dad
the elite - And nobody was allowed to ask "Who are you".
I regret …
because I was an arrogant golden wire,

a noble ore of tycoon parents
- raw material, that African children...
with hunger, disease and death dug.
I regret …
because I was an prepotent product -

an article of interesting marital relations,
a product and yield of materialistic views
a brand of hubris and loftiness - full of pride.
I regret …
because I was an exploitee and an exploiter,

without love - just scattered golden dust,
210
without empathy - a delusional and an infatuated creature,

without emotions - a zombie, a cyborg, a robot, a machine.
I regret …
and my heart at long last rises like Christ,

and I can see, that only Mother spins around her axis,
and my soul is finally illuminated by divine grace,
and my Holy Ghost is crying over the hungry African children
- when they ask me "Who are you".
The man and the light
The Light... it gifted the Man its own light,

it was the first gift, that walked Mother Nature,
divine Earth has embraced by its mercy...
creatures on land, in water and air, that searched for their home.
A selfish creature in the Sky was arrogant of his brother,

it wanted to become light brighter than the Light,
out of Sin was born Death - and the gates of Darkness were open,
A man against the Man, and he was no longer... in God's Mercy.
Too much blood was spilled in the history of Inhuman civilization,

let us rise above the wounded, crippled, ill and killed bodies,
let us rise above races, religions, cultures, politics and every nation,
there is only one Man, there is only one Light - human deeds are key.
211
Smug mammals
Gentlemen hypocrites, you are... smug mammals,

brats,... rascals... 200 000 years old only,
you imagine you are intelligent beings, o .., you drooling brats,
ostensibly in Homo sapiens, you evolved through the
course of evolution.
Gentlemen snobs, you are... arrogant invertebrates,

brats,... rascals... 200 000 year old only,
you think you are wise creatures, o you industrialists,
ostensibly for the good of man, you have carried out an
industrial revolution.
Gentlemen demagogues, you are ... insolent vertebrates,

brats,... rascals... 200 000 year old only,
you think and speak, you write and you work, o you as
vain pupils,
you do not respect parents, the elderly and the infirm -
rules of ethics.
Gentlemen primitives, you are... greedy and gruff

primates,
brats,... rascals... 200 000 years old only,
because in a few hundred years you managed to sell your
own Mother,
A Mother four and a half billion years old - because of
economic progress.
212
Love
Unconditional love -
and the Light was stronger than the Sun.
And Man was naked in his humanity,
like a baby in a mother's placenta,
a newborn bathed in holy water.
Conditional love -
and Man imagines himself to be the equivalent of
Unconditional Love.
And I found myself clothed in my solemn envy,…
like my brother in laziness ... and spiritual indifference ...
Loveless love -
and Man imagines that he is above Unconditional Love.
And your brother finds himself clothed in his noble arrogance,…
as well as his brother in a suitable suit of hatred and anger…
and their sister put on a scandalous gown of lust and passion...
And I see hordes of all kinds of uniforms marching:

solemn selfishness, covert greed, official lying, honorable
intemperance,….
With love -
(it's a critical moment)
that the People arm themselves… and the hordes disarm.
213
Contents
Foreword 5
Abundio Noel M. Libot 7
Let Them Be Themselves 7
Different Horizons on Kabul 8
Behind the Wall 8
Rustle 10
The Reigning Pawn 12
Babangida Baba 13
Wanderer and Gatherer 13
Carcade Of Emotion 14
The SEERS 15
Roamers 16
Bogdana Găgeanu 17
Idols 18
Poetry as a prayer 18
Escape 19
Beggars 19
Who talks? 20
Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak 21

curse of hunger 21
Invisible 22
And when that last day comes 23
It might be the last lesson 24
And it was yesterday 25
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Maria Ciobotariu 27
Word of freedom 28
The mystery of time 29
A bunch of peace 30
In our prayer of faith 30
In the garden of peace 31
A perfect sphere 32
Damburudhara Behera 33
Humanity 36
Cry For Blaming Cake 38
Hope For The World 38
War for selfishness 40
Ho God! It Is 41
Ezhill Vendhan 43
Change yourself 43
Sailing not in the same boa 45
I could walk in longways 46
Stay at home 47
The light has come 47
Folajimi Notch Shoaga 49

Midnight in the Garden of Peace 49
Georgeta Lipovanciuc 51
Only you to love! 52
Renaissance 53
Laws of the universe 55
Forgiveness 56
Love yourself! 58
Gordana Andonovska 61
White bird 61
Holy desire 62
A point in infinity 63
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Tears.. 64
Somewhere 65
Gordana Sarić 67
The treasure of love 68
The world where love is celebrated 69
Sky of love 70
The longing of my heart 71
Guna Moran 73
Faith 74
Affection for You 75
Chitralekha 76
Imdadul Islam 79
Unity 79
Let's Read 79
Natural Beauty 80
Humanity and Mentality 80
Bigotry 80
Jomel E. Salceda 81
Genuine Peace For All 81
Kenneth Kibet Cheruiyot 83

Peace 83
Kishore Chandra Sahoo 85

Humanity 85
Peace Instant 86
Life's Zeal 87
In Every Plight 88
Lanuş Lungu 89
Where is humanity in us? 90
He's fighting you 91
gives 91
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will 92
How can you? 93
Loreta Toader 95
gift 96
The light of peace 97
covenant 98
Pray to God 99
Enlighten me, Lord! 99
Maheswar Das 101

Humanity 101
Peace 102
The value of Morality 103
Reconciliation 104
The Positive way of life. 105
Maid Čorbić 107

Peace connects all buildings 107
My happiness is the greatest 108
Peace at midnight 110
Love spreads wings 111
Inner peace of life 113
Malak Nora Hammadi 115

Biography 115
* who am I * 116
* sky crying * 117
* Peace * 117
* wings * 118
Victor Manole 121

Birds of a Feather Flock Together 122
The Longing for Peace 123
Love Conquers Love 123
Mother and I 124
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With Every Sunrise 125
For Peace 126
Make Peace! 127
Appreciate Humanity 127
Open the Doors 128
To Me 129
eace 130
We Need 131
Mili Das 133

Humanity 133
I will back 134
Muhammad Ishaq Abbasi 137

Would That I Were A Cuckoo! 137
Change Of Time 138
The Peacock 138
My Greatest Achievement 139
Petros Veloudas 141

Point of peace 142
Dove of peace 142
Sweet peace' 143
Poem of humanity - 2 144
The kindness of peace - 1 145
Prasana Kumar Dalai 147

As time goes by! 147
Moves to paradise! 148
Burning desire! 149
One desire! 149
A deep sigh! 150
Punya Devi 151

"Ever and anon my iconic word" 151
"Passion of freedom" 153
218
"Bridge" 154
"I am aspiring" 156
"My Will On This Birthday" 157
Rhodora Garcia-Medina 161

Life vision: love and peace 161
Peace beyond borders 162
Peace and humanity 163
In peace we trust 163
Peace within 164
Sahadev Behera 165

A Promise to Humanity 167
Prevent Conflicts 168
Santosh Kumar Biswa 169

O Peace! For your Realm to Sparkle 170
Let the Devil be in Devil's Shape 171
Syllabus of Ants 172
The One and Only 173
Solidarity of Minds 174
Selma Kopić 175

A sudden storm 176
Golden flok 177
A little more to last 178
Let's go to the light 179
Peace 180
You don't need a lot 181
Hope is all we need 182
It’s a difficult path 182
There is magic 183
The flow of words 184
Love life 185
219
Sudheer Sing 187
Humanitarian services during covid-19 pandemic 188
Cooperation, Non domination and liberation between everyone can
lead to world peace. 188
Impacts of "Negative Thoughts" in achieving World Peace. 189
My Dream of a world of peace. 190
Sugar Zedna 191

Peaceful mind 191
Genuine kindness 192
Small acts of humanity 193
Selfless love 194
Measure of true success 194
Suresh Chandra Sarangi 197

Beautiful world through my eyes 197
Boardeerless world 199
Peaceful coexistence 200
Death of Humanity 202
Cultivation of humanity 204
Vasanth Kumar 206

Humanity 207
Zdenko Ćurković 208

Mother 208
Confession 210
The man and the light 211
Smug mammals 212
Love 213
Contents 214
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International Poetry Anthology

"Midnight in the Garden of Peace" is an anthology inspired

The anthology contains poems written by all the

Thus, the anthology will cause every reader to relax,

Santosh Kumar Biswa

Abundio Noel M. Libot

Let Them Be Themselves

Please stop forcing them to change their being,

Just bother not to look for something wrong,

You may not witness the blood that they shed,

Different Horizons on Kabul

Who are the real terrorists,

Something written in the history

Who are the heroes and the villains,

Who should be there for the Afghans?

Behind the Wall

Should I let my hair grow

To wish for fairy tale

But my horizon is nothing but walls,

Neither sunrise nor sunset,

You’re there, I am here,

Though I could not have

The land where the wall stand,

You need not to fear or shame

But all of these

There is ringing of bells,

But all of these

The Reigning Pawn

Wanderer and Gatherer

On pram of this lass Earth!

Gathering not as fresh, but

Makes souls smoothy

Tick wrong, not a mad

Drive gentle, drop humble

Hurray, why then- not

The Flowerful flower, that

We're the SEERS

We're the vertebras

Roofs of transparent rooms

Asphalt of tireless lorries

Victims of colonial masters

Paradises of deviant folk

The insulters of deaf men

We become the rapists of women

Rocks, sheep, swung-monkeys

Barefooted - they transverse

Gloss of any convicts, not oafs

Merchants of predated century

I'm sorry of your roaming in wall

A love, a hope, an envisioning

We always have idols

And he is revealing his soul,

When my mind is a highest mountain

Who talks?Poverty or your heart?

Bozena Helena Mazur-

sad monkeys crouched

their stomachs were rumble