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01.
Poem: “essence of heaven”
Poet: Mary Garde.
Country: Canada.
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
one whiff of the air outside my door
it’s so sweet I cannot see where the scent
comes to me
It is like an essence created from a fragrance invented by the best perfumer of anywhere
what can I name this heaven sent I am going to call it essence of heaven
it permiates the air wafting everywhere
it reaches me
it reaches you
it sends a sense of calm content to each of us gives us a feeling we are blessed with
something greater to enhance both our lives
ยฉ ยฎ Mary Garde
02.
Poem: “PAINFUL PLEA”
Poet: Mustafa Naci รZER.
Country: Tรผrkiye.
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
Do not send me a smile,
If it is borrowed for a while;
Do not ask how I have been,
If it will leave me owing still.
Do not breathe upon my soul,
If a storm will be your role;
Do not offer me your heat,
If in the end I burn complete.
Do not rain upon my trees,
If youโll leave like rushing seas;
Do not wake my garden fair,
If one day youโll leave it bare.
Do not come so close, I pray,
Do not steal my mind away;
Do not toy with innocence,
Of my humble heartโs defense.
Do not offer love once more,
I can bear that pain no more;
If youโll never be my sky,
Leave me now and pass me by.
Go away and do not turn,
Do not let your gaze return;
Do not linger in my bay,
If youโll never choose to stay.
ยฉ ยฎ Mustafa Naci รZER.
03.
Poem: “Animal”
Poet: Afroza Jesmine.
Country: Bangladesh.
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
It’s an ugly Bird, But I love the bird Because It’s a creation of my Allah! It’s a lame dog, I love it Because of It’s created by my Lord! It was a beautiful dog ; But you beat the dog ; And the dog lost it’s beauty, It’s a mother cat, I love it’s beauty, It has three cute kitten. They are playing with their mother. How beautiful the nature. All people around the world like their pets, I have more pets I like all my pets I love all animals around the world. ยฉ ยฎAfroza Jesmine.
04.
Poem: “THE TEMPTATION “
Poet: Vo Thi Nhu Mai.
Country: Australia.
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
spot a vacant seat
right there on the train
adjust your backpack
smooth your shirt
wear the expression
of casual confidence
let anticipation settle in
walk slowly, don’t look desperate
feel your hopes rising
watch your eyes lock on target
your legs eager to claim victory
your focus and determination
offering full commitment
that empty seat becomes
the treasure of your journey
the temptation
to sit, relax, stretch out
with a satisfied smile
and then the arrival
well, it’s reserved
for a sleeping bag
of a passenger
life has its own surprises too
standing the whole trip
was never part of the plan
I stood for the entire journey
thanks to one occupied seat
and its dangerously attractive owner
ยฉ ยฎ Vo Thi Nhu Mai.
05.
Poem: “Happy birthday Ahmed”
Poet: EVA Petropoulou Lianou.
Country: Greece.
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
Happy birthday
Mohamed
How old are you?
I am a year of war and one day
And you?
I am 2 years of war and 3 days
Let’s celebrate this special day, My brother and sister
Tomorrow the war will divide us
Childrens with no eyes
No legs
No ears
No smile
No faces
Childrens of Gaza
Innocent childrens
in sacred earth
That they sacrifice
To Evil
Prayers for childrens of Gaza
Prayers to stop this madness
Prayers to stop this genocide
Stop the blood of innocent childrens
Stop genocide now
ยฉ ยฎ EVA Petropoulou Lianou
06.
Poem: “THE BEGINNINGS OF EXISTENCE”
Poet: TAGHRID BOU MERHI.
Country: LEBANON – BRAZIL
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
THE BEGINNINGS OF EXISTENCE
Before the first dawn, before the memory of light,
silence floated upon a sleep without end.
There were no names for the sky or the earth,
no distance between darkness and eternity,
and no witness except the waiting void.
The universe was a closed eye dreaming of itself,
unaware that dreams could one day become matter and life.
Then something stirred within the depths of the unseenโa trembling breath,
a hidden pulse awakening in the unknown.
Light burst forth like a secret finally revealed,
and darkness scattered through endless corridors.
Stars were born from the fire of collision and longing,
and galaxies revolved slowly like prayers learning how to move.
Time unfolded its ancient wings and stretched across the newborn heavens,
measuring the distance between beginning and becoming.
The oceans gathered their first reflections,
mountains rose from the slumber of stone,
and rain descended upon a world still learning the sound of its own voice.
Then humanity appearedโfragile and astonishedโcarrying questions greater than the sky itself.
Why does existence breathe?
Who placed wonder within the human heart?
Why does the soul continue its search even after touching the light?
The wind whispered in reply:
“All creation is a melody still unfinished.”
And the rivers answered in their silver echoes:
“Every living being is a fragment of the first miracle.”
As for the stars, silent in their eternal distance,
they continue to burn like thoughts within the mind of infinity.
And since that moment,
the universe has never ceased to expand,
nor has the human spirit ceased to journey.
We are still walking through the first morning of creation,
gathering sparks from the ashes of mystery,
striving to understand why existence chose to blossom rather than remain asleep forever
ยฉ ยฎ TAGHRID BOU MERHI.
07.
Poem: “TODAY IS DIFFERENT”
Poet: Kujtim R Hajdari.
Country:Albania
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
This gentle breeze that comes from the sea,
Caresses memories today;
Like some lone ship that would not flee,
On hopeโs far shore I wait and stay.
Youโll enter me, in rings of light,
My loneliness is so dark, so deep;
As noonbeam breaks the noon-day night,
Through broken gates that time wonโt keep.
Youโll bring the seaโs songs, salt and spray,
The forestโs leaf-full, whispering;
And to my gypsy soul, worn gray,
Youโll wake the dead to dance and sing.
The wind hums tunes my heart holds dear,
From natureโs endless, living store;
Like a sweet womanโs tender near,
Your shadow strokes me, more and more.
Blue sky, stitched up with dawnโs thin rays,
With scant clouds left from the night that passed,
Throws down bright ribbons of glad days,
To braid your long hair, flowing fast.
Itโs wholly different todayโ
Even a bird that perched on the crust,
Nodded, a flower in its beak, and said:
โShall I take this to herโmust?โ
ยฉ ยฎ Kujtim R Hajdari
08.
Poem: “LOST IN YOUR OBSESSION “
Poet: Dr. Parvinder Nagi.
Country:India
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
Embarking on the journey
touching the willows of my heart, evoking emotionsโฆ.
Embracing lifeโs beautiful spectrum
Where love looks like a rainbow of hues intoxicated by your effervescence
Counting the stars as I recall your name
witnesses the moon and my world gets transformed into the realm of your obsession
In the calm and eloquent moment
I confess my love for you mingled in the chasms of our passion
Today, tomorrow and forever!
ยฉ ยฎ Dr. Parvinder Nagi
09.
Poem: “Poetic Journey”
Poet: Til Kumari Sharma.
Country: Nepal
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
Mentally healthy mind will be when you are associated to poetry.
No talkative mind will be there.
Not caring to othersโ freedom,
People today talk about others much.
It means they are free to misuse time.
You are mentally weak to talk others and to take joy with vulgar or rough gossip.
If anybody mocks or jokes
You seem silent and smile to accept means you are not revolutionary as warrior.
You are exploited by words.
But be associated to poetic words,
You wonโt be talkative.
You common people see money as every thing.
You see government post higher.
It gives you momentary happiness in the aliveness of your physical presence.
You people see the joy in material beauty.
But artist is eternal in earth with her simplicity of life.
The alienation is better than to walk with false people.
Engaging to writing is the best walk than to talk others.
Dream of writing makes eternal home in undead universe.
So, I need readers not selfish mates.
I need writing to breathe and standing alone, alone, alone.
ยฉ ยฎ Til Kumari Sharma
10.
Poem: “A Tear on the Glacierโฆ.”
Poet: Blerina Pellumbi.
Country: Albania
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
A single tear remained with me,
a heavy weight of years,
torn from green paths of dreams,
from fairy tales told in the evenings,
when Grandmother kissed my hair.
In the clouds of the sky,
white wings swayed,
forming rainbows of hope,
and the tear burned me like the lightning
of a shattered autumn.
Peace was adorned with sighs of breath,
centuries that complained,
they weighed down upon the tear
and snatched away the melted time
into white hair of gray.
A tear weighed upon the pain
and spilled into oceans of glaciers,
where man, like a carved statue,
with a harsh smile,
with a mask upon his face,
tried to claw at the dream.
ยฉ ยฎ Blerina Pellumbi.
11.
Poem: “DANCE WITH ME”
Poet: Jagoda Sabliฤ.
Country: Croatia
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
DANCE WITH ME
Dance with me in the play of
light and shadows.
Dance with me in the foam of
sea wave.
Dance with me on the shore of
the sea.
Dance with me on the horizon
where the sky meets the sea.
Dance with me at the source of
the river.
Dance with me on the top of
the high mountain.
Dance with me on a cloud
that floats in the sky.
Dance with me on the leaves
that the wind carries into the
air.
Dance with me in the rain.
Dance with me when the night
swallows the day.
Dance with me.
A new day is born with us.
Dance with me when my soul
sings with yours.
Dance with me to a new melody.
Dance with me I wrote a new
song to the rhythm of your.
Just come, and dance me this night.
ยฉ ยฎ Jagoda Sabliฤ.
12.
Poem: “The Lotus of Poems “
Poet: Muammar Al-Sufyani .
Country: Yemen ๐พ๐ช
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
It is Egypt .. It is Egypt
Whoever does not read her..
The lotus of poems..
In a river of creation
With the color of the greatest Nile.
The rhyme of Upper Egypt
In the words of the Pyramid.
The pulse of nations
Upon the wall of pain..
The tale of a name
Engraved upon the number.
It is the madman of paper.
ยฉ ยฎ Muammar Al-Sufyani
13.
Poem: “Every Golden Morning with You”
Poet: Dr Ratan Bhattacharjee.
Country: Virginia USA
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
Every morning begins in gold
when your name rises in my heart,
a silent sunrise spreading
across the landscape of my soul.
You are my golden girl,
the warm glow on a winter window,
the amber light resting gently
on fields after the rain.
When you smile,
the day gathers honey from the air;
even ordinary moments
turn into treasures of wonder.
I have watched evenings melt
into rivers of molten gold,
yet none have shone as brightly
as the light in your eyes.
With you, every path becomes radiant,
every season wears a crown of sunlight,
every dream finds wings
to cross the farthest horizons.
Your touch is a golden melody,
soft as autumn leaves,
deep as the whispering sea
beneath a moonlit sky.
I do not count days anymore;
I count the moments
when your laughter fills the silence
and turns it into music.
Every golden hour belongs to you,
every star carries your reflection,
every heartbeat writes your name
upon the pages of eternity.
And if time should ever pause,
I would remain beside you,
holding the golden miracle of your hand,
grateful for the light you bring.
For love is not merely a feelingโ
it is the dawn you place within me,
the endless sunshine of your presence,
the golden forever we create together.
Every golden moment is brighter with you,
my golden girl,
my sweetest light,
my everlasting love.
ยฉ ยฎ Dr Ratan Bhattacharjee
14.
Poem: “Reflections on humanity “
Poet: Amb. Dr. Tomasz Laczek .
Country: LUTON UK
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
I’m sitting in front of the window, deep in thought
Staring at the escaping smoke from a cigarette
Next to it is a cup of hot coffee
And human affairs don’t bother me
I analyze deeply in my mind
I try with all my might to understand people
How to pave the way to their hearts
How to save their spirituality
How to resurrect a spark of love
To light a flame of joy in them
From the life they have as a gift
But they surrounded themselves with darkness
Blind and deaf to everything
They follow the voice of evil that tempts
It’s all very confusing
When whole crowds are rolled down by stupidity
Into the non-existence of the great darkness
Destroying humanity in humanity
I’d love to turn them back so badly
Restore human values in them
Open hearts wide
Creating new bridges between them
With the depth of higher feelings to awaken them
It’s worth the effort
A person is a great value for me
I fight with a pen and with my heart with love
While there is still enough strength
I will fight for every human heart
Author’s letter:
A pen with pure love is the only weapon of every writer.
ยฉ ยฎ Amb. Dr. Tomasz Laczek
15.
Poem: “LIFE”
Poet: Xolboyev Mashrab.
Country: Uzbekistan.
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
Life is a road, its destination unknown,
Sometimes full of joy, sometimes full of pain.
Smiling faces may often hide behind them
Secret tears that slowly turn poisonous.
Life is like flowing water, never standing still,
While time silently counts a personโs years.
What you once dreamed of yesterday,
When achieved today, your heart desires something else.
Some gather wealth for better days,
Some seek the love of their parents.
Others search for happiness within the heart,
Yet when leaving this world, a person leaves alone.
Only the good deeds done remain with them,
Lifeโs value is not measured in years.
But in sincere smiles and a pure heart,
One day everyone departs, yet life goes on.
From one soul to another, a voice filled with kindness โ
Is life truly this difficult, or what?
In the heart lie endless rivers of sorrow,
Behind smiling faces, hidden pain exists.
Inside every person lives a broken world,
And silent nights ask endless questions.
Why on these roads is happiness so fragile,
While dreams burn in the sky like distant stars?
The more you reach for them, the farther they drift,
Even those beside you as โfriendsโ may leave one day.
Yet loyalty itself remains eternal,
While cold winds strike hearts longing for affection.
Tears in the eyes become tangled knots,
But even when fallen, a human spirit does not break.
From the darkest nights, the sky is reborn,
And behind patience, light remains hidden.
Pain too shall pass; sorrow will not stay forever,
Perhaps life is hard, yet that is why
Strong and courageous young men arise,
Whose spirit can shake entire lands.
For the peace of the homeland they stand as shields,
Calling their motherland their protection.
One day tears will turn into smiles,
And todayโs trials will become tomorrowโs fortune.
ยฉ ยฎ Xolboyev Mashrab
16.
Poem: “Passion”
Poet: Tanja Ajtic.
Country: Serbia/Canada
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
The water of your body
flowed over mine
in ecstasy,
and the universe seemed closer
that night.
As our sighs
rose into cries,
filling
the space
of the room, the bed,
and the crumpled sheets
with the scent of lilacs
and the damp fragrance
of spring rain.
Through a howl,
I spoke your name,
murmuring of love,
of passion.
In the timeless realm
of love,
I was filled
with our passion,
with the heavenly music
of the eternal union
of the primordial beginning.
ยฉ ยฎ Tanja Ajtic
17.
Poem: “The Post Office Exists โ No Mailbox”
Poet: Alam Mahbub.
Country : Bangladesh ๐ง๐ฉ
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
Inside torn clouds, a vanished mailbox โ
the post office stands,
but no letters arrive.
Who still reads poetry in love,
believes in metaphor and simile?
No one floats the merchantโs installments anymore.
The river has lost its silver waves,
abundant water forgotten.
Only sickly evenings remain,
and night spreads its darkness
over every road with strange black shadows.
Your light beats its wings in blue obscurity;
the sky fills with a hollowed-out sadness.
At times, love erupts like madness,
raising stormsโ
true to the nature of fire in a spring noon.
A life that waits endlessly for a letterโ
in the offering of love,
a blue envelope inscribed with I love you.
That letter never comes.
The post office existsโ there is no mailbox.
ยฉ ยฎ Alam Mahbub
18.
Poem: “Flute Wrapped Around Wine”
Poet: Amb Ruby Meraki Oenomel
Country: India.
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
In shadowed vaults of the sacred unknown where infinite
cosmos whispers secrets, primal and divine dance a sacred
ballet, an uncharted myths of charm.
A forbidden Eden blooming in the void of celestial silence.
Eyes like twin quasars blazing with the fire of unspoken truths,
pierce through the cosmic tapestry, seeking the luminous core of the sacred taboo.
Chemistry, where desire is both the divine spark and the dark star
a mythic constellation forged in the crucible of eternity.
In Tarkovskyโs dreamscape, love dissolves into mists
of the beyond
Sip Kubrickโs visions where the void whispers of creation and destruction,
blinding beauty emerges as a surreal mythic fire
A sacred myth woven in the threads of chaos and cosmos,
lines defy, beauty deaf, dumb, blind.
The flesh a sacred glyph carved with scars of divine initiation
Spill, smoke, settle a terrain of lush curves and raw scars so
heels, lace, pearls resist the sterile gaze of the mundane?
Dark and uncensored becoming instead a hymn of sacred seduction!
In celestial theaters desire a mythic pilgrimage, I’d love to dress
you
Vantage a sacred journey through the mesh of the soul, gaze
where loveโs true divine essence awakens the shadow
of the unspoken
Veils, a luminous bloom reborn from the ashes of taboo, frogs rule lily pads
That beautyโs greatest myth is born in the sacred union of the hidden and the revealed, I love natural
Beauty thick, myths that chronicle, posting across borders,
guarded!
Dancing reds, covered in blood, twigs shampoo oh no!
Pasteurised Thoughts, Dreams Cream, Milk It !!
Sehar “Bhar”, Fatwa, Lafz, Hairaan, Taaseer, Khiraj De Aap, Tamseel
Neembaaz, Nazar, Ishq, Jalaye, Wafa-o-Aqeedat, Roshan.I, Taweel
Teen Harf, HUM, Ek, Tum, Ek, Mai..n Aur Ek, GUL
Kaoue Ke Gale Mein Gum Atka Noor Sunay Bulbul
Aha,Spunky, Newly Minted Moon.Light.s, Grooves Over
Indulgent, Hedonistic, Glamifying,A Bet, Like It Was, Two
Score Years,Behind,Playing, The Role Of A Cutting Edge
Sleuth, Excuseproofing, retRired Rhythms,Time,, Walking
The Line Between AD & BC.
Dasht-o-Bayar Ko Khansi Hai sAagar-o-Dayar Ko Bukhaar Le Baagdor Li Mere Haath Mein Chal Dekhein M.eri D.h.aar.
Sprinkling Bliss On Stardust Moondrops Infused With Wonderous Tranquility Shenanigan Brannigan Vagerah Words
Tasting Thy Tongue In The Becoming Of Imaginings.
Shelter A Story Measure, Would You Move All Of Heaven & Earth ?
ยฉ ยฎ Amb Ruby Meraki Oenomel
19.
Poem: “Erase All That Was Me”
Poet: Sohrab Pasha .
Country : Bangladesh ๐ง๐ฉ
Translated by Alam Mahbub.
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
On days heavy with sorrow
I carry away only my broken heart โ
Leave you the rest: your favorite colors,
Chocolate, purple, soft pinks โ
Paint your sky as you wish.
Open all secret windows to the rain,
Pluck the scent of silent eyes
from the afternoon grass.
At midnight, unfold our folded days,
read the light in each quiet word.
Let waves rise in moonlight
on the riverbank of laughter we shared.
Your world no longer holds
the thorn of my yellow shadow โ
If ever you remember by mistake,
please, erase all that was me.
ยฉ ยฎ Sohrab Pasha .
20.
Poem: “For the Dark-Skinned Girl”
Poet: Nasir Ahmed.
Country: Bangladesh.
Translated by Alam Mahbub.
Primelore published Date:Tuesday, 02 June 2026.
This poem is for you, O dusky adolescentโ
You who loved not the poet, but the poemโs essence.
Youโdark sorrow of girlhood, unnamed,
To whom no one ever, even by mistake,
Whispered the simple phrase: โI love you.โ
To you I offer this verseโreceive it.
Unknown maiden of provincial dusk and sleepless ache,
This poemโs tender love belongs to you.
Your lifeโlike an abandoned house, moss-ridden,
Youโhidden fire behind insomniaโs veil.
These lines of verse, as solitary as your silence,
House words that sulk, broodโ
Keep them close to your chestโ
They will stand beside you in sorrowful hours.
No man ever tucked a rose in your bun?
Then I give you wordsโthis garland of gardenias:
Tuck them gently into your hairโs thorny coilโ
Let their fragrance sweeten your solitude.
No one said โI love youโ?
What does it matterโthose brittle, stale syllables?
Be one with yourselfโbe one with this poemโ
From within these silent darkened letters
Shall arise the purest passion of loveโuntamed, unbound.
ยฉ ยฎ Nasir Ahmed.
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