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Friends! This is the 25th poem Publications of Primelore Writer’s Heaven.More New Poets are Joined In this Platform.
Hello Poets! Look The 25th-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/Poets from global:

(a): Bio:
“Antonis Filippeos” was born in Athens in 1980. He had been to Italy for two years for studies in the university of Rome. Returning to Greece, he completed his studies in International and European Relations in Athens and he obtained his degree in Italian Literature at university of Athens in 2012. With his inexhaustible creativity, he managed to set in the field of poetry. His first book, “Animus Nudus”(Cactus publications), was well reviewed and he won a lot of international awards. Some of his poems were set to music and translated in English, Italian and Russian. Lots of his poems have been included in various poetic anthologies and famous magazines. His promising second brand-new book “Silentium” (Cactus publications) has been recently published.
(b): Bio:
Amb.Dr.Priyanka Neogi from Coochbehar.She is an administrative Controler of United Nations PAF,librarian,CEO of Lio Messi International Property & land Consultantancy, international literacy worker,sports & peace promoter ,dancer,song,reciter,live telecaster,writer,editor, researcher,Literary journalist,host,beauty queen, international Co-ordinator of Vijay Mission of Community Welfare Foundation of India.
C).Bio:
Chiemela Chinenye “CeeCee” Onyenkwere, is a qualified and practicing Petroleum Engineer. CeeCee trained both in Nigeria and the United Kingdom and holds a PhD in his field. He has his published works in poetry and prose on Amazon.com. Currently, he is taking his writing craft up a notch by being among the proponents of a refired frontier area of indigenous poetry in Igbo language. He is an active member of the African writers’ flagship, Association of Nigerian Authors (ANA). CeeCee is happily married to his industrious helpmeet, Chijindu “Chichi” Ihuoma Onyenkwere, and they are blessed with three overly talented children.
D).
Bio: LJ Bechtel, the “Unexpected Poet”, holder of a Master’s in Education from the University of Saint Thomas in Houston, TX. He initially won acclaim for his poetry in 5th grade. His career spanned teaching, project management, and customer success before life’s harsher realities—financial struggles, homelessness, addiction, and a felony conviction—led him back to poetry. These challenges reawakened his passion for verse, transforming adversity into a source of creative inspiration. Bechtel’s recent poetry serves as both a personal catharsis and a beacon of hope for others, illustrating the power of resilience and the redemptive capacity of art. Through his words, Bechtel navigates a journey of recovery and self-discovery, showcasing the strength of the human spirit amidst life’s trials. He lives in Melbourne, FL USA.
e).Bio:
Bio: KAPARDELI EFTICHIA from Greece living in Patras He has a degree as an art conservator 2021 Is a Poet, Writer, Editor, Anthologist and published Author having long literary, poetically, scholastically and artfully career of global repute. Globally recognized, honored and awarded Kapardeli Eftichia is also a Doctor of Arts and Culture from ARTS AND CULTURE WORLD ACADEMY. World Academy of Art and Culture | Facebook Award BHARAT RATNA RABINDRANATH TAGORE INTERNATIONAL AWARD 2022 International Ambassador of the International Chamber of Writers and Artists LIC Academy, @Lily Baylon, President of the CIESART World Organization Ciesart Europa | Facebook world ambassador to International Ambassador POETRY, LANGUAGE OF THE SOUL {P.L.O.T.S.} – THE CREATIVES MAGAZINE, APPRECIATES OUR AMBASSADORS PLOTS PLOTS PLOTS-The Creatives Magazine | Facebook She writes poetry, stories, short stories, haiku and essays bilingually in Greek and English. He has a degree as an art conservator 2021 She studied journalism from A.K.E.M. and achieved many awards in national competitions. She is a renowned anthologist and has many national and international anthologies to her credit. She is a member of the World Poets’ society and poetas del mundo , member of the IWA, member of Ε.Ε.Λ.Σ.Π.Η The Union of Greek Writers-Authors of the Five Continents , member of the INTERNATIONAL SOCIETY OF GREEK LITERATURES-ARTISTS-DEEL. https: //somateiodeel.blogspot.com/ and PEL (the world association of writers in Greece) Panhellenic Union of Writers http: //eftichiakapa.blogspot.gr/2013_10_01_archive. html where had been selected the best translator. She is involved with so many literary, poetical, cultural and scholastic groups around the world. She is a member of BOARD OF DIRECTORS of the magazine ATUNIS GALAXY POETRY ( atunispoetry.com ). She is the General Secretary of Poetry and Literature World Vision. Kapardelli Eftichia is the owner of numerous awards since 2006 writing from Greece in international competitions from America, India, Italy, Serbia, Poland, England, Romania, Yugoslavia, Albania, Belgium and Spain. Her poems have been translated into many languages. A book of poetry has been translated into Albanian. Besides her native language Greek, she is a speaker in English and Italian too. She traveled many countries and places historic important such as Italy’s Milan, Florence, Vatican, Assisi, the historic city of Pisa, Hungary, France, Paris, Versailles, Pyrenees in the famous region of Lourdes, Germany, all of Greece etc. She has published 17 books in a private collection without selling them. ΒΡΑΒΕΥΜΕΝΑ -ΤΟΥ ΗΛΙΟΥ ΑΝΤΑΜΟΙΒΗ -ΛΟΓΟΣ ΚΑΙ ΠΟΙΗΣΗ-AWARDED-SUN REWARD SPEECH AND POETRY: Οκτωβρίου 2013 (eftichiakapa.blogspot.com) She has authored many many Anthologies of friends, writers and poets. The first anthology POETS FOR WORLD PEACE by Stephen Gill Peace Academy http: //worldpeaceacademy.blogspot.gr/2010/10/poets- for-world-peace. html that expresses Peace, inequality and racial discrimination. She deals with European programs and this year finishes her school education with a specialization in applied arts as a “Conservator of works”. She has attended many historical, philosophical seminars from many Greek Universities and 23 foreign seminars from Mathesis and many more Literary competitions. Professionally she is involved in preparing printed and online magazines home and abroad. Kapardeli Eftichia | Facebook


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In Our 25th Publications of Primelore Writer’s Heaven we got more new delightful poems from the world.We are very happy and thanks to our poets whose are sent their poems and stay with Primelore Writer’s Heaven. Now read Our Poems from below :

01.
Poem: “Bundle of Literature”
Poet: Dominique Albano.
From: Philippines
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

A treasure trove of words so fine,
Bound together, heart and mind.
In pages worn, yet wisdom bright,
Lies a world, where hearts take flight.

Ink-stained thoughts, like gems divine,
Glisten with each turn of the line.
Tales of old, and dreams anew,
In this bundle, literature shines through.

Fiction’s fantasy, fact’s design,
Entwined in harmony, like heartbeats aligned.
Poets’ verse, and prose so sweet,
A symphony, where souls retreat.

In this bundle, minds expand,
Vistas broaden, and hearts stand.
A bridge to realms, both far and wide,
Where imagination resides.
Copyright @ Dominique Albano.

02.
Poem: “Sounds of Bamboo Forest”
Poet: Dr. Kang Byeong-Cheol .
From: Korea.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

No matter how strong the wind blows,
the green forest never crumbles.
When the wind passes by,
the green forest stands tall and proud,
inspiring admiration.

The sounds of bamboo forest,
echo through the trees,
whispers of wisdom and peace,
carried on the gentle breeze.

A symphony of rustling leaves,
Soft words win hard hearts,
a melody of harmony,
ringing in the bamboo forest glen.

So let the forest speak to you,
let its wisdom guide your way,
listen to the sounds of bamboo,
and find peace in each passing day.
Copyright @ Dr. Kang Byeong-Cheol.

03.
Poem : “White Paper “
Poet : Afroza Jesmine.
From: Bangladesh.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

It’s a white paper,
A piece of peace,
Write the name of your Creator,
The paper will be shinning more.

Put a point middle of the page,
Draw a circle around the point,
Feel your power now and then.

Draw three things;
Point Line and Circle ;
You will invent the
Power of Point article.

A point is a powerful Abstract;
Like your heart,
When it goes slowly
It turns your life like an art.
Copyright @ Afroza Jesmine.

04.
Poem: “Essay on soil”
Poet: Ms. Yang Geum-Hee.
From: Jeju, Korea.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Soil is the mother of all living things
Giving a Belly to bear seeds
Giving warm hugs for raise
Giving fond look to the tender buds
Hold trees which is swaying in the wind
Permit its root deep into her flesh
Regardless of grains and weeds,
Treat them without discrimination
Ants and elephants,
Neither the wicked nor the good,
All step on earth’s back and walk a long way

Peace and rage, war and love
All equal on the ground
All beings
Crumble on the soil
When all things turn to dust and lie down
Earth Hug warmly and tightly
Copyright @ Ms. Yang Geum-Hee.

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05.
Poem: “Voices”
Poet: EVA Petropoulou Lianou.
From: Greece .
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

So many people cry for help
Cry for freedom
Cry for peace
But why we cry in our happy moments
And
Laugh…..when we are in a very difficult situations?
Maybe this is the self defense of our organism
Still discovering the human brain
What is certain…
It is that we have free will
Copyright @ EVA Petropoulou Lianou.

06.
Poem: “The Power of Noble Love “
Poet: Amb Dr Tomasz Laczek
From: Luton UK
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

O great winged love
Full of inscrutable sweets
You are lightness to the soul
For humanity the future

You carry hearts sunny days
You give good and eternal gifts
You are our light
With sadness and joy

You don’t reject anyone
You move people’s consciences
You connect for eternity
You value fidelity very much

The gift of your nobility
Living Righteously
You don’t divide people
The breeze of your heart’s wings awakens

You stretch out your hands
From which the light burns for us
With its power of existence
You pull your soul out of confusion

You sometimes put us to the test
Not to man’s doom
But to raise it
To make him feel your magic elation

You who awaken higher feelings
You will return purity of thought in man
You straighten our paths with light
By creating families, you take care of them

If a man cherishes it in his heart
He never finds solitude
Love is longing sometimes
To shake our feelings

I feel her breath of wings
He doesn’t need anything else
Because my hearth
By its light it is protected

Sincere love knows no jealousy
It does not lead to human meanness
It does not bring human envy
It’s the dark side of hate

Anyone who has an open heart
And higher feelings based on love
She is the essence of light and is the mediator
And humanity as a fiery advocate
Copyright @ Amb Dr Tomasz Laczek

07.
Poem: “Laughter causes fear”
Poet: Dr. Md. Tafazzal Ali Bhuiyan.
From: Bangladesh.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Namaz Kalam with Darud Sharif,
If you want peace, do it.
Make the most of it while you have time.
I congratulate you all.

Read Quran and Hadith more and more.
There will be no more sorrow in eternal happiness.
You will be successful in the next world,
Hold tight to the rope of Islam.

If you follow the kind prophet,
The ummah will not be restless in the battlefield.

Those who are corrupt will be punished in two worlds.
Everyone is forbidden to follow the wrong path.
Those who destroy the rights of the deprived,
Laughter is a source of fear for them.
Copyright @ Dr. Md. Tafazzal Ali Bhuiyan.

08.
Poem: “Love at First Sight”
Poet: Emmanuel Adegbite
From: Osun state, Nigeria

Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Ifeoliwa, your name is the hush
before thunder, the breath of rain
on a parched and yearning earth.

You walked into my world,
and time unstitched itself,
seconds falling like ripened fruit, bruised by the weight of your presence.

Your eyes, twin proverbs spoken by the moon,
whisper riddles my heart cannot answer,
yet still, it bends, it bows,
a worshiper before an altar of light.

Who taught the wind to carry your voice?
Who taught the sun to rest upon your skin
like a pilgrim at the gates of heaven?
Even silence leans closer when you speak.

O Ifeoliwa, my spirit is an old drum,
hollowed by waiting, aching for song.
One glance from you
and the rhythm begins.
Copyright @ Emmanuel Adegbite

09.
Poem: “My Soul of Eternity”
Poet: Til Kumari Sharma.
From: Nepal .
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Soul walks alone.
Me hovers in the horizon.
My wings seek peace and secured place.
My soul travels in the world.
My shining beauty is in heroism.
My honesty is ethical.
So I am in heaven.
My sound of silence seeks justice.
My lone struggle is my huge gain.
Me seems as symbol of purity and love.
Copyright @ Til Kumari Sharma.

10.
Poem: “Let’s Donate”
Poet: Sipra Debnath Tultul.
From: India.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Even after my death
I can save someone’s life by donating organs.
Come on, let’s donate.
If this donation helps
Any poor soul.
Anyone on the brink of death
Might survive
Come on, let’s donate.
Come on and sing the song of life.
Come if you can
How unfortunate is the one with nothing
Laying on the footpath for days and nights,
They show us the harsh realities of life
Let’s help them with the path of life
Let’s donate for humanity’s sake.
Many old parents and grandparents
Left helpless by their Son and daughter.
Door to door and to the old age home
On the pavement under the trees
Let’s give shelter to them.
Let’s see how many young children there are
Who missed the right to education,
Can’t go to school for some reason
Left out by the struggles of life
Or even by ignorance.
Begging in the streets
Let’s teach them via charity.
Helpless women are common in Households
How much pain do they have to go through?
Let’s help them from toxic relationships
Support them if you can
Give them emotional support.
Bring them in front of the society
Rise their heads to save them
Let’s establish right
To be self-reliant
Come on, why are we late?
Poor and unfortunate men
Living with great difficulty
Take the helm of the world
Try hard And make ways
Let’s do something for them.
Copyright @ Sipra Debnath Tultul.

11.
Poem: “THE GOLDEN LAVA “
Poet: Tajalla Qureshi.
From: Pakistan
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Merely, there’s an unbelievable emotion
Beneath, behind, and beside every notion
Golden lava drifting like veins in fire to the heart
Yes, to the heart, to make it warm, even in parts
And a stigma swiftly startles, the path towards
Foster the breaths, yet read the unread, unheard
Wide vision, soft smell, and rose-like realm
Relishes the victorious victory, as an overwhelm
The character’s transparency envelopes the scent
With a mountain-like tranquility and firmly content
Aphrodite admires, Apollo invites, Athena ignites
Keat clouts, Byron beautifies, Shelly shuffles insights
Leav’s love, Neruda nurtures, Maya mingles
Parveen’s prevalence, Galib glorifies, Faiz fingles
The Lave from Greeks to contemporary sculptures
Wondering at the glimpses of every single culture.
Copyright @ Tajalla Qureshi

12.
Poem: “An Ode to Spring.(creative writing).”
Poet : Prabir Kumar Rath .
From: India near Kolkata.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

HAIL….. to thee O’
Seasons of all seasons,. the
Best thee, is Spring,
Bell thee ring, with beauty ‘Hello’,
brings flowers, but Mello.
and the sky comes
Down below. follow thee
Among woods, by river glades,
Smell then, when goes up
There high above air, skies
Smell you among moonlight.
Smile,smile, and smile there is ‘on’ everywhere
No land nor sky, is there.
the earth then
Floats high above ‘sense’ with bliss.
And spirit.
Season spring, It were only if this!
Beseech thee, O dear,
Last long, last long, so long,among sons
Abandoned,
Blow thy horn, take away cares alone
Before thy Earth goes fade, Be by us
Press to crush jealousy and, dance
A life alive dance As only you can change.
Thou art
Spring, can sing among scenes.
Copyright @ Prabir Kumar Rath .

13.
Poem: “Hidden Feelings”
Poet: Abeera Mirza.
From: Pakistan.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Whenever I see your name it trips me.
Your mere existence intoxicates me.
Your presence makes me wanna flee,
For I’m scared it would affect me deeply.

Can you hear the rapid beating of my heart?
Every time it beats I think it would fall apart.
My heart swells for you like a work of art.
Can I keep you, so nobody would tear you apart?
Copyright @ Abeera Mirza.

14.
Poem: “Beautiful joy”
Poet: Abdulbasset Alsamadi Abu Omaima
From:Yemen.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Love that starts from the heart
It has a flavour, fragrance and
Standards that can only be
Measured by Tunisian jasmine.
Love is not just a journey
And we’re done.

I am not a hearts surgeon
I am a poet who writes poetry
With his heart and love flows
Through his veins and continue
I Write poetry from the smile
Left on my chest and from a look
That quickened the pulse and
Reversed the Rotation of the heart

The words of love that i write
I found joy without Appointment
And every Word i hid in My chest
For love blame my Patience
I don’t think there is a place on earth
did not reach him Smile letters of my name

I write poetry for a woman
Whose love was a beautiful joy
And was the right decision

In Uzbekistan it was a first meeting
And it was the blackness of the night changes with The falling of rose tears with it
As if love starts from my heart
And as if her love never stops moment
Copyright @ Abdulbasset Abdulsalam Qassem Alsamadi.

15.
Poem: “Light overcoming darkness”
Poet: Priyanka Neogi.
From: India.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

In search of a straight line of the enlightened mind of light,
The arrow of the bow is small in the small,
If Begumbahhari is also beautifully shine,
Light and darkness increase their place.
In the battle of darkness with light,
In the whole
The light overcomes the darkness.
The chapter of light and dark life,
To keep the light everywhere in the chapter,
Lighting with light goes to the edge of the light.
Full of excellence can be filled with light,
Tied to light on the rope of the rules,
The darkness has to be removed.
If the amount of light is high, the place of darkness is reduced,
The passenger is looking for light in the dark to get the light of light,
Enlightened thought, enlightened
Keeps the enlightened surprise,
The darkness gives a bully.
Continues to try to move the darkness,
On average of light, color and brightness,
Covered in darkness with dapht,
The mind should be kept in the weather in the spring.
From the storm wind, protecting the light in the dark,
Being the world.
Copyright @ Priyanka Neogi.

16.
Poem: “One Freedom, One Bangladesh”
Poet: S.m.Sajedur Rahman(Ashru)
From: UAE.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

A land so bright, a sky so high,
With dreams to fly, no chains to tie.

The rivers flow, the fields are green,
A golden sheen, a tranquil scene.

The flags arise, the voices call,
We stand up tall, we never fall.

Through blood and pain, through fire and fight,
We claimed our right, embraced the light.

The sun once burned, the nights were cold,
But hearts were bold, the tales were told.

The martyrs’ cry, the echoes deep,
In hearts they sleep, their oaths we keep.

A nation free, a people’s pride,
With arms so wide, we walk beside.

Our hopes still shine, our dreams still grow,
With winds that blow, our spirits glow.

O Bangladesh, our love, our land,
We take your hand, we make our stand.
Copyright @ S.m.Sajedur Rahman(Ashru)

17.
Poem: “A Short Prayer for My Son on a Thunderstorm Summer Night”
Poet: Ma Yongbo.
From: China.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Don’t be afraid, child, everything will be alright,
let us avoid misfortune, like two happy crows.
Don’t be afraid, child,
you hold my arms, you that shadow is coming,
it’s just the car lights illuminating faces in the rain.
Under God’s eaves, we are parts of eternal power,
we are the wind, the rain, and the lightning,
also the seeds He watches over.
Don’t be afraid, child, I’ve released the dove,
it moves far away in the fog and gloom,
you can walk in the ark,
feeding the mosquitoes and the elephants.
Copyright @ Ma Yongbo.

18.
Poem: “Tytuł wiersza – Sodomskie echa “
Poet: Prof. Dr Amb. Józef Tomoń.
From: Kraj – Polska.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

, smutny dzień
schodzi po nocy
jak krzyż
na skrzyżowaniu
dróg
, na których heblujące jak oddech
trumny
w klepsydrze losu
niczym słoneczny błysk
śmiertelny w czasie
, zawisłym
w bezdennym
szlochu
żebrzących
o akt
zmartwychwstania
niedosięgalnych
sumień
, schronionych
pod maskami
kretowisk
usypanych
z perspektywą
piekła
. Copyright @ Prof. Dr Amb. Józef Tomoń.

19.
Poem: “Travelling”
Poet: Helen Pletts.
From: United Kingdom.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

You have been travelling with me for decades;
even before you were born;
your toothbrush next to mine in my suitcase,
the bristles damp from the cold water in our last hotel.

I tipped the porter through your fingers;
your napkin wiped my lower lip;
clean, white linen you had straightened
by your plate at dinner.

There was a fold, a crease in the napkin,
like the gristle-spine of a chicken carcass
springing at my touch; indelibly pressed into the fibres,
like my laundry tags with your name on.
Copyright @ Helen Pletts.

20.
Poem: “THE BALLAD OF PEGGY AND PEDRO”
Poet: Ivan Pozzoni .
From: Italy.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

The ballad of Peggy and Pedro barked out by the punkbestials
of the Garibaldi Bridge, with a mixture of hatred and despair,
teaches us the intimate relationship between geometry and love,
to love as if we were maths surrounded by stray dogs.

Peggy you were drunk, normal mood,
in the slums along the bed of the Tiber
and alcohol, on August evenings, doesn’t warm you up,
clouding every sense in annihilating dreams,
transforming every chewed-up sentence into a gunfight in the back
on armour dissolved by the summer heat.
Lying on the edges of the bridge’s ledges,
among the drop-outs of the Rome open city,
you opened your heart to the gratuitous insult of Pedro,
your lover, and toppled over, falling into the void,
drawing gravitational trajectories from the sky to the cement.

Pedro wasn’t drunk, a day’s journey away,
you weren’t drunk, abnormal state of mind,
in the slums along the bed of the Tiber,
or in the empty parties of Milan’s movida,
with the intention of explaining to dogs and tramps
a curious lesson of non-Euclidean geometry.
Mounted on the edge of the bridge,
in the apathetic indifference of your distracted pupils,
you jumped, in the same trajectory of love,
along the same fatal path as your Peggy,
landing on the cement at the same instant.

The punkbestials of the Garibaldi Bridge, cleared by the local authority,
will spread a surreal lesson to every slum in the world
centred on the astonishing idea
that love is a matter of non-Euclidean geometry.
Copyright @ Ivan Pozzoni .

21.
Poem: “Sanctuary.”
Poet: Antonis Filippeos
from: Athens Greece.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

There are secrets that no one knows,
dark oceans in the deepest depths of the mind
that you have not discovered so far.
It is the breaths that seek union with the divine,
two bodies,
one idea,
infinite light of love.
Sparkles of magic sensing the desire
to break silences,
to break chains,
to sail into the sacred sanctum of the soul
until the resonance of redemption is revealed,
with a clear destiny to listen to
small and great truths
in your deep, troubled waters
until they arise to the touch of the sun
parts of the sea
that flood the whole being.
If the eyes are born again,
if silences are broken,
if secrets are revealed,
and hurricanes are hushed,
then hearts will beat loudly
like thunder,
fears will be tamed
like pitch black
wild horses!
Copyright @ Antonis Filippeos

22.
Poem: “Like a Gypsy “
Poet: Soma Mukherjee.
From: India.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

When I shall grow older,
With wrinkles in my face.
I perhaps will be wilder
As I have lived my life with grace.
I would have taken care of all,
With lot of love and gave space.
I would have thought of society and human race,
But in the end I might have felt lonely,
And all that giving would have left my heart unpaced.
I will travel all around the world
Dance under the azure sky,
I shall be a wandering Gypsy
You thought I would not let it slide.
I will wear red stilettos
Put spicy red lipsticks,
I shall put red lacy dress
And dress as I please.
I would not care if you label me,
As you never cared ,
I have lived my life
And let me be “me.”
Copyright @ Soma Mukherjee

23.
Poem: “The month of Ramadan has come again”
Poet: Md.Sohel dukhai.
From: Bangladesh
. Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

bringing a tide of joy,
bringing along with it a business letter of reward.
The reward begins as soon as you eat Sehri,
there are prayers and prayers,
keep your eyes focused,
and brighten your mind beforehand.
To suppress the urge to eat,
it will take a lot of effort,
but first it is important to build a strong foundation.
To achieve the urge,
repeat Ramadan repeatedly,
if you understand,
you can do it, if you don’t understand, you will be harassed.
Copyright @ Md.Sohel dukhai.

24.
Poem: “WHAT LOVE HAS”
Poet: Edna Salona-Labrador
From: Cavite, Philippines.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Love has the sting of death
That was the plight of Romeo and Juliet
Love causes the lost of strength
Remember Samson and Delilah of the ancient days.

Love has no reason as proven by some
A man gets the wife of another man
Likewise, a woman commits what a man has done
An absurd act our God of Love never designs.

Love has the power to build a man
It has its way to strengthen a woman
Love causes downfall of the ablest man
It disturbs the mind not only of one.

Many suffer in the name of love
Love moves mountains also makes one blind
It ruins the heart, it ruins one’s life
But in the end righteous love survives.
Copyright @ Edna Salona-Labrador.

25.
Poem: “No Matter How Far I Walk, Evening”
Poet: HyeKyung Ahn.
From: Seoul Korea.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

I went for a walk around the evening.
The stream was frozen solid, and the duck family
was nowhere to be seen.
I always worried about the little ducklings shivering
in the cold—
I wanted to put boots on their feet and wrap them
in warm clothes.
But only the faintly tinged cloud shadows knocked
against the ice.
Last spring, the willows had bloomed in a sudden
burst,
now their whispers clamored in my ears.
When I turned around, I saw they had been cut
down and bound together.
They used to laugh freely by the sunlit water’s edge

Had someone gathered up the sunlight and tossed it
over the back wall?
I wanted to pull aside the curtain draped over the
water,
to ask for news of the duck family,
to check on the pond skaters and minnows.
We all share the same earth beneath our feet.
I wanted to hold the willows’ hands,
to pluck the debris from the pond skaters’ feet,
to scratch the itch on the carp’s back.
I went for a walk around the evening.
Following the cloud shadows tinged in red,
my hands, my face, and my shoes were lightly
stained with color. No matter how far I walked under the warm sunlight,
I arrived nowhere.
Copyright @HyeKyung Ahn.

26.
Poem: “Ricochets of Doomsday Emergency”
Poet: Mazi Chiemela Chinenye Onyenkwere PhD.
From: Abuja, Nigeria.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Is it of the camel’s nose allegory?
Or of the boiling frog apologue;
A hoax of dupery and humbug,
Or a Genuity of facts and candor;
Skeptics’ rhetorics geared down a denial trip,
On a genocidal path against the human race.
The ricochets of doomsday emergency are there,
Towering truths hinged on alarming facts and evidence;
Only the propagandists feign to adapt to the rebounds,
In the heat of the rising temperatures of the scorched earth;
Just like a frog put in tepid water won’t notice increase,
And then brought to boil slowly till cooked to death.

The frog dies out of its own complacency and inactions;
For not trying to get out until too late to escape;
A case of, Is it me or is it really getting hot here, fella?
Aberration of thoughts and lapse in rational judgement;
But let’s like the camel whose nose is in the tent for warmth,
Sensing that eventually its entire body will end up in the tent;
The camel lives knowing that a seeming small innocuous act,
Opens the door for larger clearly undesirable, if permitted;
A case of let’s mend the hole in the cloth now,
Rather let it get bigger if it’s not fixed in time;
The truth is not about saving the planet but saving us humans,
Greta Thunberg knows it; Paris Climate Agreement tries;

The Antarctica is thinning, and the Atlantic is rising,
LA wildfires just raged and Lebanese wetlands disappearing;
The Eskimos are getting homeless and Elephants, extincted,
Greenhouse is increasing and Great Coastal Gale happened;
The earth’s Climate Clock is ticking faster, daring a deadline,
For sure, there is doomsday emergency, looking for a lifeline.
Copyright @ Mazi Chiemela Chinenye Onyenkwere PhD.

27.
Poem: “Be a Warrior”
Poet: Muhammad Adnan Gujjar.
From: Pakistan.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

How can you get rid of the prison?
How can you live?
How can you fly?
How can you breathe?
How can you soothe inner peace?
How can you calm your eager self?
How can you dream?
How can you sit?
How can you blink the glued eyes?
How can you unburden your heart from your guide?
How can you ride?
How can you find?
A free spirit rushes in and utters:
Think of your own
Live
Fight until you fall
Walk until you soak
Blink until you blow
Breathe until you beat
Ride until you reach
Speak until you spit
Say until you switch
Find until you fail
Rush until you’re rigged
Pace until you touch the peak
Dig until you demolish
Deliver until you dare
Be eager until you end
Feel until you fist
Go until you get
Hover until you heal
Intrude until you introduce
Jail until you joy
Kneel until you know
Learn until you lead
Move until you meet
Knit until you near
Open until you own
Pace until you pick
Quiver until you quench
Rehearse until you reap
Still until you steal
Tell until you teem
Up into you, utter
Veil until you vet
Weave until you write
Yoke until you yolk
Zeal until you reach the zenith.
Copyright @ Muhammad Adnan Gujjar.

28.
Poem: “Spirals of a Smiling Mind”
Poet: Lawrence Bechtel (LJ Bechtel, The Unexpected Poet.)
From: Melbourne, FL USA.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

My head spins, a carousel of colors,
whirling in sugar-dipped daydreams,
where laughter is painted in neon,
and sorrow dissolves like mist at dawn.

I dance with illusions in golden air,
footsteps light as whispered lies,
wrapped in silk spun from forgetting,
drifting where reason fears to rise.

Oh, the joy—so loud, so bright,
a melody stitched from borrowed stars,
but beneath the glow, shadows linger,
softly fraying the edges of bliss.

Let me stay here, just a moment more,
before the lights flicker and fade,
before I wake to the weight of silence,
and find my hands grasping the dark.
Copyright @ LJ Bechtel, The Unexpected Poet.

29.
Poem: “CASCADING TRESSES”
Poet: Parvinder Nagi .
From: India
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Misty fragrance
of the morning breeze
Playing tunes of eloquence
Soaking it’s misty essence
Anew romance is brewing
In the meadows lush green.

For I’ve fallen in love
With your cascading tresses
Floating under the azure sky
Caressing through the
Infinite horizons.

Exuberant is the beauty
Of your coiffure …
Brushing across
The curves of your face
Embracing your looks
With the scents of …
Morning breeze.
Copyright: Parvinder Nagi.

30.
Poem: “Long March”
Poet: Shyam Poemist Matherjee.
From: India.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Walking nonstop through the banks with hers in parallel way,
And the river between witnesses, to feel each other’s hopelessness:
Towards destiny, peace and love,
Indeed the path unmatched, on the journey same way
And following the ancestral footprint unclear?
The long way to finish beyond sunset,
Race is in hurry to reach the tomb first !
Leaving behind other inhuman species as good companions?
Nay the speechless trees may control the entire reign, the abandoned land.
And feels the wonders of small things ;
Down the memory lane towards snowy nostalgia,
What’s the Curious Mind Sinks Down in the Tides of day and night,
Thus the river of time pauses the game of life unsolved,
Alas! Happiness is alone so unreal as not shared:
As it ends with the great expectation
Leaving the corpses of dear and near far behind,
And all quiet in the war front –
So hell gained by the dreamers at last!
Seems to be retreated gloriously to the origin!
O Jesus once I love thee for a noble cause.
Ah! the fairyland is God’s creation,
The river must feels the infinite sea;
Rather leaving the mystery unrevealed forever,
Although the wondering stars are unable to watch:
The tragic death race of the star dusts,
From far beyond the bluish sky enormous.
Copyright @ Shyam Poemist Matherjee.

31.
Poem: “SINCE I HEARD”
Poet: Sangeeta Gupta
From: India.
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

Since I heard that
you are unwell
I have been thinking
I must brush aside
all essential, non essential
concerns of the world
sit by your bed side in silence
absorb all your discomfort
softly kiss your eyes
with the tips of my fingers
fill them with kisses of sound sleep
scribble on each of your hair
each of my unsaid poems
touch you with my glances
in such a way that
each pore of your skin
gets filled with peace
hide my blessings
under your feet
in a way that you experience
comfort in a split of a second
sit by your bed side in silence
since I heard that
you are unwell
I have been thinking….
Copyright @ Sangeeta Gupta.

32.
Poem: “I AM TRANSFORMING”
Poet: KAPARDELI EFTICHIA.
From: GREECE
Primelore Published Date: 18, March,Tuesday,2025.

I wake up, and my mind trembles
In the arms of Heaven
I nail, the face of the Moon

I embrace the darkness
I’m looking for the light within time
And nonexistence i looking for

I build words, with shades of fire
With blood, I paint new stars
I make sounds and silence answers me
Suns die, Suns are born
In invisible landscapes
Angels with foreign names and embossed bodies
in an inner revelation

Frozen tears, the diamonds of darkness
I transform into a indestructible body, I am freed
Copyright @ KAPARDELI EFTICHIA.

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