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01.
Poem: โMUST WAITโ
Poet: Mustafa Naci รZER.
From: TรRKฤฐYE
Primelore Published Date: 19, AUGUST, Tuesday, 2025.
Hopes should never run out
Love should never end
Cruel time should not give a chance
To those who live helplessly in a world of profit
Our strange feelings should not be felt by the ignoble
What our sincere love means
Only our loved ones know
Our loving, silky hearts should not be stolen
To the utterly useless
Only a loving heart knows its value
That heart should wait
Hopes should never run out
Love should never end…
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Mustafa Naci รzer
02.
Poem: “I am a woman”
From: Greece
Primelore Published Date: 19, AUGUST, Tuesday, 2025.
Speaking loud about peace
I am a woman
A mother
A daughter
A Godess
A bird
I am a justice lover
I am woman who has long hair
So i can hide my tears and
Keep my body strong enough for your evil eyes
I am woman who
Glorifies
God in every step…..
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ EVA Petropoulou Lianou ๐ฌ๐ท
03.
Poem: “THE FEAR NAMED PARIS”
Poet: Vรต Thแป Nhฦฐ Mai.
From: Western Australia
Primelore Published Date: 19, AUGUST, Tuesday, 2025.
Today I came across a beautiful line, saying:
โIf all your fears bear the name Paris
then let it be the first place you set foot in.”
. Guess, my love, among the endless mountains and rivers
is there a fear that carries the name of a flower
flickering in the vast expanse
tormenting me on a weekend night
quieter than all others
. If my verses no longer have a shelter
I will set out to search for my own fear
. Be careful, my dear
when I place into your palm
a very clear leaf made of glass
Do not rush to look inside
for you may see through my thoughts
. I am timid like a little cricket
gentle as a very green blade of grass
Oh my fear, please never let it beโฆ you!
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Vรต Thแป Nhฦฐ Mai.
04.
Poem: “Everyone wants freedom”
Poet: Afroza Jesmine.
From: Bangladesh.
Primelore Published Date: 19, AUGUST, Tuesday, 2025.
Do you want to say you are free ?
Then come on !
come and check yourself.
Some times I want to open the bird’s cage;
and enter into the cage.
The bird flaps its wings ;
repeatedly from side to side.
In my house I feel
A roof over my head,
I look out the window and ;
See the endless blue sky.
The only difference is;
A bird in a cage can touch its roof ,
And humans can’t.
Pet birds and humans are all equal,
Both are prisoners;
Some of them in big cages,
Some of them in very small cages.
Both humans and birds ;
Die in a hurry ;
Flapping their wings.
Thus, for ages ;
All the blood has been flowing in the heart,
somebody can say it to others; Or somebody avoid it;
Without freedom ;
Who is happy ?
Everyone wants freedom.
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Afroza Jesmine.
05.
Poem: “SURVIVE IT”
Poet: G JOHNSON K TEAH
From: Monrovia, Libria.
Primelore Published Date: 19, AUGUST, Tuesday, 2025.
The taught I fall
But I rise
They wanted me devour
Yet I survive
With the lord by my side
Even not being high
I shall survive
A world full of scars
Competition and fights
Betrayal and lies
Fill in every hearts
Dispensation of struggles
Bleeding to feed
UnPassionate souls
Yet we shall survive it
Once in a movie
Nothing is moving
selfish desperate crowns
Paradise in royalty
No loyalty
What a sympathy
Unspeakable hardship
Characters grieve daily
Their eyes have drown a bucket fill
Starvation is normality
But the pessimist shall survive it
I see lifeless lives
Dead bodies roaming the streets
My people tremble under hot atmosphere
One of the richest kings
With the poorest children
Blinded to facilities
Labour tirelessly
Unpaid!
By grace they survive it
Even when being voiceless
Captured in peaceful tears
Contiously reside in hell
Aliens in our home
Brutalize unmercifully
We shall survive it
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธG JOHNSON K TEAH
06.
Poem: “WE LOST”
Poet: Shaip Zeqir Zeqiri
From: Albania.
Primelore Published Date: 19, AUGUST, Tuesday, 2025.
Oh, we lost , trusting everything as true,
But ” lieders” are continuing to argue…
They never end the conflicts
And are bringing every day tragedies and delicts.
Now it’ time everything to change,
But how can we do that on this age.
I think we are something to late,
So long ago we had those anarchist doners to delite!
We lost the game, but not the solution,
Our writings will be undestood from new generation.
People’ s life is more important,
As the ” play ” of each delirant!
it is time to change and is usefull for each age.
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Shaip Zeqir Zeqiri
07.
Poem: “IN THE ORBIT OF A ROSE”
Poet: Sanjit Gupta
From: India.
Primelore Published Date: 19, AUGUST, Tuesday, 2025.
O Rose,
Why are you madden today?
Your red does not belong to gardensโ
It belongs to the birth of desire,
To the first breath of love
When the universe was still dreaming.
You do not simply flame in the southern breeze;
You command it,
Bending wind and light to your will,
Turning the air itself into a worshipper.
I have seen you in every lifetimeโ
In the burning eyes of comets,
In the molten rivers beneath mountains,
In the crimson pulse of distant galaxies
That call the lost back home.
Today you are closer.
Your fragrance spills into me,
Thread by thread,
Until my thoughts are no longer mine.
Time folds.
Space trembles.
Every law of the world
Is rewritten in the curve of your petals.
And thenโ
The pull becomes absolute.
There is no me outside you.
I am caught in the orbit of your blaze,
Falling forever through a fire
That will never burn out.
O Rose,
You are not a flowerโ
you are the sun wearing a fragile body,
And I am the shadow
That will spend all eternity
Trying, and failing,
To escape your crimson madness.
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Sanjit Gupta
08.
Poem: “Bittersweet”
Poet: Le Thi
From: Viet Nam
Primelore Published Date: 19, AUGUST, Tuesday, 2025.
Some loves pass by like a fleeting breeze,
Yet leave the heart aching through the years.
They only shared a branch of flame-red flowers,
A glance, a shoulderโlonging for a lifetime.
Some loves are never spoken aloud,
Yet carved into stone, unshakably deep.
They clasp hands as if in quiet peace,
While hiding a thirst for lips they cannot keep.
Half a world apart, such distant divide,
Autumn tilts leaves like restless sighs.
So many wrongs when one must stay, one goes
Yet through lifeโs roads, we still call each otherโs name.
Autumn 2025
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Le Thi
09.
Poet: Sk. Abdul Monir
Poem: Childhood Feelings”
From: Bangladesh
Primelore Published Date: 19, AUGUST, Tuesday, 2025.
Once I feel the touch of tinny raindrop
It makes the illusions of shining edge
Sense of mind the sweet childhood
Memories turn to a colorful garden
Tuning smell spreads blossom to flower
New gen comes on butterflyโs run
Rives runs on glittering weaves
Nothing constant nothing forever
Once the blue ray run to the hill
Kids laugh with momโs joy!
Let the Moon shine in the Sky
Durk cloud to move away all shy
Let believe the soul will back again
Cheers with endless happiness
Deepest feelings of fragment smile
Cheas the journey towards the troy!!
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Sk. Abdul Monir
10.
Poem: “Stray dog”
Poet: Solape Adetutu Adeyemi
From: Nigeria
Primelore Published Date: 19, AUGUST, Tuesday, 2025.
I am what you say I am
I hear that daily
I believe it, now
You own me, by virtue of the ring on my finger
Plus that certificate you oddly guard so jealousy
I cannot divorce what you say I am
From what I am, anymore
I am treated like a stray you brought in
An irritant, you must bear with
After a manner
Your manner, better yet
You say I am of no use, to you
You say Iโm a bloody nuisance
You say I am good for nothing
In fairness, I am not beaten by you
But I suffer, emotional abuse, like no other
The beating in my heart , in my head, in my psyche
Is so much worse than any physical abuse
I feel so bloody worthless
So bleeding, inferior
Sometimes I wonder
Wouldnโt it be better if Iโm beaten?
Wouldnโt it be better if Iโm smacked?
The daily abuse, malignment is beginning to get at me
I am no better than a stray
My head is bowed, for I am cowed
I dare not look you in the eye
My Lord and apparent master
For I am a stray
The stray dog you own
Lock ,stock and barrel
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Solape Adetutu Adeyemi
11.
Poem: “DAY 5: MY VOICE, MY VOLUME”
Poet:GrEaTnEsS
From: Nigeria.
Primelore Published Date: 19, AUGUST, Tuesday, 2025.
One Piece A Day July 5
Iโve been quiet for too long,
with a thousand unspoken words.
Whispering truth when I was born to thunder,
softening edges so others could stay comfortable while I stayed invisible.
But not anymore…
My voice is mine, not borrowed, or broken, my words proceeds with distinctive sapience not waiting for permission.
I will not lower my volume to fit into someone elseโs silence.
I will not apologize for the echo in my words, or the strength in my sound.
I speak with the fullness of my name,
with the weight of every โNoโ I turned into growth,
with the rhythm of resilience and the melody of truth.
If my voice shakes, let it shake the ground.
If my message offends, may it also awaken.
Because this sound, breath, this blaze in my throat is mine, and Iโm done hiding it.
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ GrEaTnEsS
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