Hi Poets ! It’s Our 23rd Publications of Primelore Writer’s Heaven.

WOW ! this is our 23rd poem collections. Friends! This is the 23rd poem Publications of Primelore Writer’s Heaven.New Poets are Joined.
Hello Poets! Look The 23rd-online publications-of Primelore Writer’s Heaven. More new poets are participated in this publications.All new poets are welcome
At first , we are showing some Short Bio of our new Authors from global:

(a): Bio :Kwoun Jung Nam:
Poet Kwoun Jung Nam received the New Writer’s Award from the literary magazine Poetry and Consciousness in 1987. She has published poetry collections including Sokcho Wind, A Photograph in the Drawer, The Way of Love of the Ash Tree, and Light Green Question Mark. She was awarded the Gangwon Literary Award in 2008, the Gangwon PEN Literary Award in 2010, the Gangwon Women’s Literary Award in 2011, and the Kwandong Literary Award in 2015. She has been a member of the Korean Writers’ Association, a director of the Gangwon Writers’ Association, the Kwandong Literary Society, and the Gangwon Women Writers’ Association. She also served as the president of the Gangwon Women’s Sankaechi Society and the Sokcho Writers’ Association.
(b): Bio: Abeera Ihsan:
“Writing is the tool of emotional healing”. Meet Abeera Mirza, an English literature gold medalist, teacher and gifted poet. She won numerous awards for her passion for words. Her poem “Sorry” has inspired readers to heal. It started with poetry and progressed to prose. Abeera has contributed to more than 200 anthologies and many international magazines such as Raven Cage (Germany), Barcelona Magazine (Spain), Pencraft Literary Magazine (Bangladesh), International Literature Language Journal (USA), Alessandra Today, (Italy) Cultural Reverence WordPress, (India) Orfeu. Al, (Albania), Fatehpur Resolution Blogspot (India) and Poetic Essence Publications (India). Her interview has been published on The Mount Kenya Times and Poetic Essence Publications (India). She has won many titles such as Miss Literary Critic by her university. (University of Lahore, Pakistan). Her inner peace is ignited by reading and traveling. She is serving as a jury member for Maverick Writing Community, India where she helps emerging writers to grow. Her perspective is expanded by diverse poetic exploration. Her passion for learning is endless. She is always looking to learn more beyond boundaries. Abeera’s writing style has touched countless lives. It gives a deep understanding of words and their ability to bring change. She is renowned for healing hearts.

Hi Friends ! Primelore Writer’s Heaven is very glad to recive more new delightful Poems from the new Poets for our global readers.

WOW ! our 23rd publications is more Incridible then others,Primelore thanks all the honourable poets from the world who send us more and more beautiful poems to publishe in our platform Primelore Writer’s Heaven.
We believe our global readers will enjoy to read all poems and always stay with primelore.

Hi Friends ! This is the 23rd Publications of Primelore Writer’s Heaven.
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Thanks All from Primelore Writer’s Heaven. Now read more new Delightful & Mind-blowing Poems written by Our International writers for our global readers.

In Our 23rd Publications of Primelore Writer’s Heaven we got 26 new delightful poems.We are very happy and thanks to our poets whose are sent their poems and stay with Primelore Writer’s Heaven. Our Poets List is given below :

01. Poem: “Turf War” Poet: Byeong Cheol Kang
02. Poem: “A Crape Myrtle” Poet: Ms. Yang Geum-Hee
03. Poem: “Only One Thing” Poet : Afroza Jesmine.
04. Poem: “Then the lightning passed by” Poet: Mr. Lee, Hee Kuk.
05. poem: “War loot.” Poet: Prof. Dr. Amb. Józef Tomoń
06. Poem: “A LITTLE MORE” Poet: Sangeeta Gupta.
07. Poem: “LUNAR DANCE” Poet: Dominique Erecilla Albano
08. Poem: “A Piece of Evening” Poet: HyeKyung Ahn .
09. Poem: “That got the injury” Poet: Unmeshan Khisa
10. Poem : “Draw the Dream” Poet:Tanzia Akter
11. Poem: “Let the golden start of you” Poet: Helen Pletts.
12. Poem: “Endless Wait” Poet: S.M.Sajedur Rahman (Ashru)
13. Poem: “Afternoon Tea” Poet: Abeera Mirza.
14. Poem: “Author of my story” Poet: Soma Mukherjee .
15. Poem: “Language of Mother” Poet: Gargi Sidana.
16. Poem: “RECOGNITION VERSUS GREATNESS” Poet: Edna Salona- Labrador.
17. Poem: “Monkey Wear Shoe ” Poet: Emmanuel Adegbite
18. Poem: When Phagun comes” Poet: Md. Sohel Dukhai
19. Poem: “Mother’s love” Poet: Qose Rajmonda
20. Poem: “Nature as a balance of man ” Poet: Amb Dr Tomasz Laczek.
21. Poem: “Esperanza” Poet: Tajalla Qureshi.
22. Poem: “IN THIS DREAM” Poet: Mayen Demas MK.
23. Poem: “To Be, is in her hand” (A Sonnet.) Poet: Prabir Kumar Rath. (creative writing)
24. Poem: “I Have Never Prayed.” Poet: Ma Yongbo
25. Poem: “Paper Tower” Poet: Kwoun Jung Nam.
26. Poem: “Harmonious Song” Poetess: Ms. Kim Nahyun.

Please dear readers now enjoy with all delightful 26 poems bellow. Stay with Primelore Writer’s Heaven.Send us your poem before each Monday.
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01.
Poem: “Turf War”
Poet: Byeong Cheol Kang
From: Korea.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

Cats growl in the middle of the night,
People complain that it’s noisy.
Echoing under the moonlight,
People can’t sleep because of the creepy crying sound.

A person who tosses and turns sighs,
“Someone please stop those cats.”
They cover themselves with blankets,
Grumbling about the constant cat fights.

Outside, the cats do their best,
In the dark, they stand tall.
Risking their lives to protect their territory,
In their cut-throat world, that’s the way of life.

After the fight, the cat licks its wounds,
Healing under the quiet moonlight.
As they continue day by day,
They live in their own way.
People will never understand the hard lives of cats.

They just live the life they are given,
The struggle for survival is written on every land.
A fight for land, a fight for power, a fight to preserve the race.
Cats growl in the middle of the night.
Copyright @ Byeong Cheol Kang.

02.
Poem: “A Crape Myrtle” Poetess: Ms. Yang Geum-Hee
From: Korea.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

When you get discouraged,
I call you a crape myrtle
Hoping you might be full of life,
As a flower tree red for one hundred days,
A crape myrtle.
Named like that
Your appearance, withering with heat,
Might recover subtle aroma and
Rosy color again,
And for one hundred days

You may put out pink buds,
I call you
A crape myrtle,
Pretending as if I don’t know your name.

03.
Poem: “Only One Thing”
Poet : Afroza Jesmine.
From: Bangladesh.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

I Like One thing
It Is only one ,
I love Allah !
Because Allah is one.
I like one thing

It is only one ,
It gives us bright light
It’s the Sun ,
Which is only one .
I like one thing

It is only one ;
It gives us light at night ;
It is only one ,
It is the yellow moon .
I like one thing

It is only one ,
All animal we live here ;
It gives us space for birth
It is only one ,
It is the Earth .

I like one thing
It is only one ;
It is floating on our head
There birds can fly ,
It is only one ;
It is the blue sky .
Copyright @ Afroza Jesmine.

04.
Poem: “Then the lightning passed by”
Poet: Mr. Lee, Hee Kuk.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

A strong wind blow
The lightning crossed a line

The upright sunflower broke its neck
The black sky struck again with thunder.
That sound soaked the top of my head

Listening to the sound of thunder chasing after me, even shaking the window
I take out the memories hidden behind the shadows
How many sins have I committed?

I once stepped on an ant while walking down the street.
I couldn’t have stepped on it
One day I accidentally broke a tree branch.
The tree had no choice but to put out new shoots,
The branch wasn’t in the direction It wanted to begin with.
I also spilled someone’s secret on the street.

I completely forgot about them
Another flash, a bamboo stick telling me to tell the truth

Has the tree outside the window committed any sins?
It calmly facing the rain.
Copyright @ Poet Mr. Lee, Hee Kuk .

05.
poem: “War loot.”
Author – Prof. Dr. Amb. Józef Tomoń
From: Country – Poland
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

Amok through the power of money and fame
Hypnosis of the crowd in the idea of ​​words
in shreds of rags of time in bloody misery
instead of a carpet, a dirty pavement

. the sky is grayish in the open air, green
the harvest of bonds of different souls
in the colors of unity, a fraternal wreath
from intertwined hands of mint and roses

. the power on the market casts nets
the benefits of war serve until the grave
in the blackness of coffins, despair tarnishes
in the eyes of madmen, the loot of war
. Copyright @ Prof. Dr. Amb. Józef Tomoń.

06.
Poem: “A LITTLE MORE”
Poet: Sangeeta Gupta.
From: India.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

When love finds you,
it doesn’t come
like a gushing sea
or erupt like a volcano.
It dawns on you slowly,
melting in your mouth
like your favorite dark chocolate—
a little more delicious.
Your smile grows
a little softer,
autumn days seem
a little more charming,
the blue sky appears

a little bluer,
the stars shine
a little brighter,
and the moon sings
a little more soulfully.
You feel
a little more alive,
you savor the present
a little more than ever.
What is love?
Love is
this little more
in everyday living,
a joy you relish from within.
Copyright @ Sangeeta Gupta.

07.
Poem: “LUNAR DANCE”
Poet: Dominique Erecilla Albano
From: Philippines 🇵🇭
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

The moon, a glowing orb of white,
Casts magic on this peaceful night,
A rose, with petals soft and fine,
Sways gently, as if in rhyme.

A butterfly, with wings of red,
Dances forth, from its secret bed,
The three, a trio, in harmony move,
Their shadows dancing, on the waves above.

The moon’s pale beams, upon the rose bestow,
A gentle kiss, that makes its petals glow,
The butterfly’s wings, in rhythmic motion play,
As the night air whispers, in a soothing sway.

In this sweet moment, all is calm and bright,
The world is hushed, in pure delight,
The lunar dance, a wondrous sight to see,
A celestial ballet, wild and free.
© Dominique Erecilla Albano.

08.
Poem: “A Piece of Evening”
Poet: HyeKyung Ahn .
From: Seoul Korea.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

The evening’s footsteps are monotonous.
As I open the door, an unexpected plain stretches gently.
A pale moon hangs low and falls into a hollow—
The source of fear, for birds or perhaps for me.
Climbing the hill, I find moonlight waiting on the other side.
Watching a bird that cannot find its nest is like a horror film.
Tears well up by the evening waters,
But does that mean I can confess a sorrowful history?
I see the end of evening in the bird’s feather—
An unfathomable darkness.
I quietly lift the feather.
There is a fish. There is black plastic.
I lift the other feather—there is nothing.
I look around and slip my hand into evening’s coat pocket.
Nothing. Not even the dead fish.
I reach into the other pocket.
The wind rages madly.
It is cold. My body chills.
After all, there is no path in chaos.
I swim toward its deepest depths.
Perched on the opposite bank,
I watch the evening drown in the eyes of a fish.
Somber prayers do not reach anywhere.
Copyright @HyeKyung Ahn.

09.
Poem: “That got the injury”
Poet: Unmeshan Khisa
From: Bangladesh
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

I got that hurt from you
It is never forgotten in life,
The injury
Still it seems just afraid of that.

I remember that injury
I don’t understand it myself,
Maybe that injury was very painful
So I can’t forget at all.

No matter how hard I try to forget
But sometimes it hurts a lot,
Excruciating pain, only the shuddering
Increases only chest pain.

The chest is heavy, anxiety increases
Then I can’t find any peace in my mind,
Salt water fills my eyes
In pain, the body and mind are only tired.

I try to walk with courage
Yet I know why I fail to walk,
I can not move as before
Surprised eyes are just as silent.

The warmth of the body is hurry
Increases disappointment and anxiety,
Decrease
All enthusiasm and enthusiasm disappears.
Copyright @ Unmeshan Khisa.

10.
Poem : Draw the Dream
Poet:Tanzia Akter
From: Bangladesh
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

The more I write for you in page,
The more you lose in my heart’s case.

Though you lose in me, yet I feel lonely,
To look for you, is my task only.

I don’t want to break my dream,
Extanding my hands to you, I don’t wanna get you only.
For, my mind is not so extreme.

I don’t wanna touch you,
Rather, go far away,
And sketch you as nice and new,
By being joyous and gay.

Alone, I keep you away
From me thinking about these things.
That’s why I float around in my imagination with you.
This is how I stay with you
For a lifetime.

This is how I stay with you for a lifetime.
This is how I stay with you for a lifetime
Copyright @ Tanzia Akter .

11.
Poem: “Let the golden start of you”
Poet: Helen Pletts.
From: United Kingdom.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

Let the golden start of you
stop at your beginning,
lean backwards in your chair
and give me measured glances,

praise my empty mouth with hours.
Languish here with I went, I was.
Be here, from coming there,
and lose my second heartbeat

in your history. Frail my significance
with your endeavour. See my
tea-cup sigh and clatter to the table
with the daylight showing bone.
Copyright @ Helen Pletts.

12.
Poem: “Endless Wait”
Poet: S.M.Sajedur Rahman (Ashru)
From: UAE.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

In the dawn so pale and bright,
I still wait, lost in light.

Footsteps echo, none are true,
Yet I dream, dream of you.

Winds may whisper, skies may weep,
Still, your love I long to keep.

Days go by, the nights remain,
Heart still burns in silent pain.

Shadows stretch, the time is slow,
Yet my hopes refuse to go.

Moonlight fades, the stars grow dim,
Still, my soul sings your hymn.

You won’t come, I truly know,
Yet this heart won’t let you go.

Bound in love, lost in time,
Still, I wait for you in rhyme.
Copyright @ S.M.Sajedur Rahman (Ashru).

13.
Poem: “Afternoon Tea”
Poet: Abeera Mirza.
From: Pakistan.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

There is nothing better than a cup of tea
In the afternoon, round about three
For on a cold day, tea will warm you
Yet lovely tea can also calm you.
Tea is a lovely thing to share
With a willing friend, for whom you care
So if you’d like some afternoon tea
Please come over and share some with me.
Copyright © Abeera Mirza.

14.
Poem: “Author of my story”
Poet: Soma Mukherjee .
From: India.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

I am the author of my story,
Did you think you will turn me into history?
I have transformed and you felt
I shall fade into oblivion and have no cult
while you plot and scheme and write pages of my book?.
But you don’t know I am the “lonely wolf “
I need no followers or my tribe,
If you leave me to die,
Or think I shall cry,
I shall come back with a vengeance
And tear you down with my hooks,
So mess with me with caution
As I am no damsel crying beside a brook.
I shall survive
And need no false tribe,
I am water which flows and takes shape,
I can return manifold like a tumultuous wave.
If you sink or you survive,
blame it on your Karma as I don’t care a dime.
Copyright @ Soma Mukherjee.

15.
Poet: Gargi Sidana.
Poem: “Language of Mother”
From: India.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

Purification
Gratification
Salvation

A whiff of ivory desires
Mother, word of heavenly abode
Perched on a pagan soul
Flamingo hooped on my eyelids,
Geese leave a trail of magenta dreams,
Jumbled patterns exposed the intricacies of thee struggle,
Liquid lashes draw voidness of the ambitions,
Thy idol of consecration!
Whenever phantoms hover on the mind’s streets,
Thy came to rescue with your chorus of lullabies,
Whenever I cause a nuisance,
Thy listen with the ease
Charred skin lies beneath the;
Remnants of layers of oceanic breath
Exaggerated worries often pissed me off.
Alas! Thy syllable of incessant intimacy!

Tempest-corpse
Savage crown

Thy embodiment of devotion!
There with me when Father cremated,
There with me when the frost angels of December emerged,
Thy cooped me with the warmth of your tender heart,
Two-pumped machines,
Emanates kindness and generosity.
Thy paraben-free support for my blueness,
Thy epitome of pristine humanity.
Copyright @ Gargi Sidana.

16.
Poem: “RECOGNITION VERSUS GREATNESS”
Poet: Edna Salona- Labrador.
From: Cavite, Philippines
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

Who will not think of being great
To have grandeur at its best
Life is survival of the fittest
Each has a dream to pursue achievement.

When I was in younger age
My dream was so high but not my quest for achievement
Greatness is not my main goal in using my poetic ink
But the joy in writing is my primary aim.

A Trying my best in writing good results I attain
In many poetry challenges God helps me win
Creating poems for fun not for fund is my by-line in writing
Poetic writing is my life though there is no earning.

In getting awards, a quest for greatness others may have in mind
Thinking that way is a freedom given to everyone
I want to be a recognized writer during my lifetime
A quest for recognition perhaps I want but greatness is too high for me to aspire.
Copyright @ Edna Salona- Labrador.

17.
Poem: “Monkey Wear Shoe “
Poet: Emmanuel Adegbite
From: Osun state, Nigeria.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

The monkey wears a polished shoe,
Struts like kings in courts of blue.
Yet behind the mask of grand display,
Lies a cunning game they play.

They preach of justice: preach of peace,
While feasting on the people’s grief.
Smiles so wide, yet hands so tight,
Stealing futures in the night.

They dance in robes; they sing of change,
But shift the rules, rearrange.
A monkey dressed in silken thread
Still swings and lies; its heart misled.

Oh, when will voices rise and stand
To break the chains of greedy hands?
For though the monkey wears a shoe,
It still deceives—it’s never true.
Copyright @ Emmanuel Adegbite.

18.
Poem: When Phagun comes”
Poet: Md. Sohel Dukhai
From: Bangladesh.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

When Phagun comes, in the tide of happiness
I open the southern window of my mind
You can talk to anyone you want
Forget all the sorrow and pain.
Today, spring peeks out on the ground
The fire of Phagun is during the day
Copyright @ Md. Sohel Dukhai.

19.
Poem: “Mother’s love”
Poet: Qose Rajmonda
Poem: “Mother’s love”
From: city of Kuçova, Albania.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

The mother shrank
by the weight of years
carried on the back.
Her hair turned silver
Some inscriptions were carved
on her forehead,
like ancient hieroglyphs,
from the worries of children,
the constraints of time
the change of seasons.
Her hands slipped a little,
I’m never the cuddles
They were showing us the sweetness,
As the smile it healed our wounds
Eyes , waterfall of kindness
distributed the suns
and we were blessed every day ,
admiring the life.
Mother shrank,
but her soul was enlarged
Several times
For us and our little ones
In a small body
she held a great world:
The love.
Copyright: Qose Rajmonda.

20.
Poem: “Nature as a balance of man “
Poet: Amb Dr Tomasz Laczek.
From: Luton UK.🇬🇧
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

A man walks in the forest
He observes everything carefully
Listening to the singing of birds
Surrounded by the beauty of nature

The bunny jumped out of the bushes
He stopped, he was beautiful, charming
Then he quickly slipped by
In the forest thicket he disappeared

The nightingale perched on a twig
Trela’s touching notes
A man listened to it sat down on a stump
He thought about today

He sees the greenery of the thicket
Peace of Mind Causes
Close to the stream, quietly murmurs
Nature opens its gates to him

He looked up
Above him he saw a white cloud
He felt the heart soothing
Filling the soul with peace of mind

An oasis is a wonderful oasis of peace
As if it strengthened by the power of power
Far from civilization
It empowers every human being

The deer poked its head out
She looked at the man attentively
Suddenly she jumped up
She rushed into the thicket of the forest

The man got up, embraced the tree, embraced
Then he suddenly understood
Nature takes away the stones of the soul
Spirituality supports with its power

Nature absorbs what is evil
By the magic of its strength emerges
The full picture appears
To man the meekness of the heart of the soul

Only with nature union
This is the heart’s solace of the soul
With its splendor it crushes evil
Fills with joy, sometimes moves

Nature even at night
It will surprise you very much
Your fears are then indicated
How to get out of them shows

Only with nature union
This is the voice of her understanding
Only with nature union
It will be a restoration of humanity

I ask you and your families
Walk through the woods between the trees
The power of nature absorbing
Feel how hearts change souls
Copyright @ Amb Dr Tomasz Laczek.

21.
Poem: “Esperanza”
Poet: Tajalla Qureshi.
From: Pakistan.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

O’ beautiful!
The Sun-spark swirls effulgence in your sights
Clutch and clasp, you, the flash of meaningness
The Sea-storm sizzles sympathy in your heights
Gulp and grip, you, the emblem of holy highness
The Rain-drop dazzles transparency in your nights
Embrace and trace, you, the leaf lushness
Your magnificence glints and grids the shingles
Your poeticality whispers an unscripted sprinkles
Letters of dazzling devotion posted over yours
Your affection, selection, and interaction are pure
Heighten hills are chasing your divine footsteps,
Spring blooms are embracing your fierce flex
Autumn envelops your rotten roots, beat in complex
Yet, the listener listens you, the dove loves you
the heaven hugs you and the colored cups you
You, the clouds in sizzling summer, the cool wind in warmness
Speak to the universe, heal the unseen injures
Wipe off the hardness, bamboozle the darkness
Live the love, clip the cures, meet some more.
Copyright @ Tajalla Qureshi.

22.
Poet: Mayen Demas MK.
Poem: “IN THIS DREAM”
From: South Sudan.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

in this dream,
we are in a room,
made of rounded shadows,
with rumi.

he is sitting at a corner
opposite the corner i am sitting at.

he is silent;
i am, too, silent

he is thinking about poetry;
i am thinking about you.

& our hearts are at peace
because silence is peace,
because sitting in silence
thinking about the only thing
you want to think about is peace.
Copyright @ Mayen Demas MK.

23.
Poem: “To Be, is in her hand” (A Sonnet.)
Poet: Prabir Kumar Rath. (creative writing)
From: India near Kolkata.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

I am a father,
rather it is, I am fortunate,
I have a daughter,she is
A pearl, the diamond, Every Daughter though.
Thee send her to me,
I am made thus worthy.
It is here on Earth, a daughter,but
She is our mother, in reality.

Dear O ‘ Jesus thanks to thee,
believe me, I must be a’ proof’
Daughter, thou art a jewel,
precious, I am to make you REAL.
I am a father but my daughter hath
Made me, it to be.
Copyright @ Prabir Kumar Rath.

24.
Poem: “I Have Never Prayed.”
Poet: Ma Yongbo
From: China.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

I have never prayed, but I obey

I hold a black night, my gaze

let the trees rise, the sound of wind through leaves

like a rain that just passed.

No stars, the stars have turned into rainwater

like a flock returning to the shepherd’s embrace,

they still shine above the clouds.

When pain wakes me from sleep

I need to squeeze my small fists in the dark,

hold my breath, waiting for the sand to leave my eyes.

When I can gaze again, the night becomes clear,

flickering at the end of the road,

like the roof of someone else’s house roof.
Copyright @ Ma Yongbo.

25.
Poem: “Paper Tower”
Poet: Kwoun Jung Nam.
From: Korea.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

In the early morning alley,
a paper tower sways as it moves.

Newspapers, old books, and cardboard boxes,
painstakingly stacked on a handcart,
a tower built with effort,
dragged along as if it might collapse—
stronger and more sacred than a stone pagoda.

A small elderly figure,
hat pressed down over a bent back,
has no face.
Like a warrior piercing through the fierce wind,
past the utility pole, around the corner by the store—
the sacred tower rises, step by step.

That ascetic, pulling infinite time and space,
awakens the morning, polishes the world like a mirror.
Reverently, like a Buddha, he carries the tower’s spirit,
plodding along,
pilgrimaging the icy streets of his holy land.
Copyright @ Kwoun Jung Nam.

26.
Poem: “Harmonious Song”
Poetess: Ms. Kim Nahyun.
From: Korea.
Primelore Published Date: 04, March,Tuesday,2025.

When I stand in a fresh forest, the scent of flowers spreads.
Dandelion seeds spread widely in the wind,
Nature interacts with each other
The earth grows fruit like a mother.

Heaven, earth, and humans are in beautiful harmony
Everything circulates and exists in harmony
In the evergreen forest
Everyone sings a song in harmony together

What a beautiful world,
A place where humans and nature are in harmony.
Copyright @ Ms. Kim Nahyun.

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