Poems Of Eva Petropoulou Lianoy

 

Eva was born in Xylokastro where she completed her basics studies. She loved journalism by small and attended journalism lesson at the ANT1 School. In 1994 she worked as a journalist in French newspaper "Le LIBRE JOURNAL," but her love for Greece won and returned to her sunny home. Since 2002, she lives and works in Athens.She works as a web radio producer reading fairy tales at radio logotexniko vima every sunday. Recently she become responsible for the children literary section in Vivlio anazitiseis publications in Cuprys. 

She published books and ebooks: " I and my other avenger, my Skia publications Saita." "Zeraldin and The elf of the lake" in Italian and in French as well as “The daughter of the Moon” in 2 languages ​​English and Greek. The Moon Daughter published by Ocelotos 4 times, received best reviews for author's writing and writing style.

She is a member of the Unesco Logos and Art Group, of the writers of Corinth, of Panhellenic Writers Association. Also her work is mentioned in the Known Greek awarded encyclopedia for Poets and authors, Harry Patsi, page 300.

Her books have been cleared by the Ministry of Education of Cyprus.

Eva’s recent work includes: "The water Amazon fairy called Myrtia" ,illustrated by Vivi Markatos, dedicated to a girl that become handicap after a sexual assault and the translation of stories of Lafcadio Hearn, "Fairytravel with stories from Far East", an idea that she worked more than 6 months illustrated by MsNtinaAnastasiadoy, very known sculptor and sumi e painter in Greece. 

 Blog: http://evalianou.blogspot.gr E-mail: eviepara@yahoo.fr

 

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 I forgot what a kiss is The taste of an afternoon coffee.

So as the waves pulled from the land, I feel like a desert ship.

 

Contact I forgot what that word means, Shipwreck for months In books I look for a meaning to embrace me, to tell me everything will be fine ..

‘ Kunti’, A Eminent Confluence Of Fine Art

Kunti was born in 13/4/1957 in Alampur, Distt: Bhind of Uttar Pardesh.  After completion education from Ujjain and Bundelkhad Universities she got diploma in arts from Bombay and also studied journalism from New Delhi.  Kunty is a poetess, painter and president of Bundelkhand Literature Academy. She has been published in several national newspapers and magazines. Her works published in dozens of national and international anthologies.

Kunti came in limelight with three poetry books ‘ANDHERE ME KANDEEL’,  ‘ PANCHVAN MAUSAM’,  ‘ TYTLIEON KE SHARAP’.

She is a well known painter and her paintings exhibited in many national and international exhibitions. Mostly, she represented divine form of ancient Indian mythological Goddess through her art works.

Her books and art works got many national and state awards and she honored in many national literary functions includes ‘AKHILYA BHARTYA HINDI SEVA SANMAAN’, ‘BUNDELKHAD RATAN’, ‘INDIA INTERCULTURAL INSTITUE HONORED HER WITH SAHYATYA SHIROMNY’, ‘ SHAAN E SHABAD’ FROM UDEYPUR UNIVERSITY’ AND MANY MORE PROUDS ARE STROED IN HER BUCCKET’.

SHE ALSO GOT ‘LAKSHAMY BAHI VEERTA PRIZE’  by Chief Minister Shri Akhilesh Yadav’.  We are glad to presented her poetry on our pages.( contact: kuntyhs@gmail.com)

                                                    (Jatinder Aulakh, poetaulakh@gmail.com)

Anavart Ho Sakungi (Will I Come to Life ?  )  

Hidden in a stone, there lies my face

Will I ever come to life and unveiled?

 

Those life's songs and verse

I am longing to hum and sing

Will my voice ever be heard?

 

Buried deep, in the depths of my mind

are the dreams that are still alive

Will those ever, return once more to life ?

 

The silenced words and a soul,

Struggling, trapped and fraught

Poems Of Tang Chengmao

Tang Chengmao, lives in China, National First-class Writer, member of the Chinese Writers Association, vice director of Chinese Poetry Association, The rotating chairman of the China Poetry Newspaper Alliance. guest-in-chief editor of "Yalujiang" literary magazine, associate editor of "China New Poetry Ranking". Tang was also the executive director of the fourth Chinese Haizi Poetry Award committee, general producer of the second Chinese Poetry Spring Festival Gala, vice director of the third Chinese Poetry Spring Festival Gala committee, Executive Director of the Organizing Committee of the Boao International Poetry Forum, Executive Director of the Organizing Committee of China's Top Ten Contemporary Poet Awards. Guest professor of Sichuan Communication University, creative writing tutor of Guangdong University of Foreign Studies trustee of The Poetry Institute of China, chief editor of literary magazines, executive director of the first Ten Best Contemporary Chinese Poets assessment committee, He has been Published 11 literary monographs. Won the "Pushkin Poetry Award" of the Russian Writers Association, the "International Poet Laureate Award" of Spain, the "Iberian International Poetry Award" of Spain, the Chinese Contemporary Poetry Award, the 100 Most Powerful Poets of New Poetry in 100 Years, and the West China Metropolis Daily's 2018 "China Ten Great poet" and many others awards.

1.“THE FLOWERS IN THE POND GROW UP AGAINST THE WIND”

The humid body, in the manner of a snake, forces happiness

To make a detour.

The spring can hardly wait.

The flowers in the pond flutter their wings

And grow up against the wind.

The divine bird in your dream, rests at heart, in the most secret place,

While you neglect it.

 

Youth shakes and sways. Dream's ink is not yet dry.

Yesterday's great snow, which covered all the mountains and

fields, soothed the many worldly disputes.

The spring wind is again stepped by spring, around the heart,

And makes squeaky sounds.

 

Wisteria and some philosophies have built comradery, and no longer get entangled

Poems Of Sue Zhu

Sue Zhu( 淑文), New Zealand-Chinese poet and painter.

She used to be TV presenter in China, now lives in Auckland. She is a member of the poetry institute of China, director of NZ Poem Art Association Incorporated, honorary director of the US-China Cultural Association, One of the founders of “All Souls Poetry” club, Editor for some Chinese poetry clubs inChina, USA and New Zealand. Her poems were published in Chinese main newspapers and magazines. Some of her poems were translated into English, French,Macedonia, Hindi languages and published.She is a multiaward winner in the Chinese national poetry competitions. 

1.  To My Daughter

  In one afternoon

I wrote a long letter and sent a gift to You, my daughter

who are far away from me and just turned 16 years old

 

The choice apples throughout the ages

with their origins marked out one by one

 

One is from the distant East Eden

And a golden apple burning in a wedding banquet

Still another one handed into the dwarf’s window by an old lady

There is one that once appeared in Socrates’ class

Poem Of Nigar Arif

 

Nigar Arif was born in 1993 on the 20th of January in Azerbaijan. She studied at Azerbaijan State Pedagogical University in the English faculty in 2010- 2014. Nigar Arif is a member of the “World Youth Turkish Writers’ Union” and graduated from “III Youth Writers’ School” in “Azerbaijan Writers’ Union”. She is also a member of the “International Forum for Creativity and Humanity” in Morocco. Her poems have been partially translated into English, Turkish, Russian, Persian, Montenegro, and Spanish and have been published in different countries. She was a participant of “ IV LIFT- Eurasian Literary Festival of Festivals“ which was held in Baku in 2019 and “30 Festival Internacional De Poesia De Medillin” in 2020 which was held in Colombia, "Panaroma International Literary Festival 2020" in India at an online platform. She participated at the” Word trip Europe” project, "100 poets around the World for love" and “ Fourth Global Poet Virtual Meeting 2020” as well.

·       Human‘s rain

 

Here is the city,

People break out and leave...

Here are the snows and rains,

washing their footprints...

Even the sun shines in every morning,

Winds blow and sleek

Nothing can remove those,

Nothing can be changed...

People soak up to its memory

from  pocky face.

They fetch their colors with themselves

keeping the city pale.

Poems Of Bagawath Bhandari (BHUTAN)

Bhagwath Bhandari

Bagawath Bhandari is a teacher by profession and a poet by passion. He has published one of his anthologies titled “Poems with No Rhymes or Reasons” and he is in verge of publishing one more anthology titled “The Thirty Shade of Life.” He has written over 1000 poems and won international awards and recognitions in the field of literature.

Bagawath Bhandari started penning a few of his poems when he was a student and got drenched in the Poetry thereafter. Writing became his leisure pursuit and kept on penning down his feelings in everyday’s life.

To transcend in the field of literature his poems are published in an international anthologies like “A Spark of Hope II”, “The Circle of Life”, “Florets of Fancy”, “Break the Silence”, “The Creation Times I”, “The Creation Times II”, “A Bowl of Peace” “The Wings Volume III”, “The Pillar", "Rhadephoresis" and "Seeking Human Kindness." Some of his best poems are translated in Nepali, Spanish, Dzongkha and Dari and are published for positive purposes.

Phantom Lover…

 The craving body of her,

Sparkles in the space afar,

Attracting my soul akin to a star,

As she is shaped perfectly like porcelain jar.

 

I gape at her through my eyes,

Mahatma And Non Violance

A Poems By Jatinder Aulakh Dedicated To Mahatma Gandhi.

For the sake of

Love and peace 

among the Whole humankind,

A Mahatma comes

Forth to carry

tricolor in his hands

Big multitude follows him

Ripples Of Fall

'Trees Can Sense Your Gesture'

By: Jatinder Aulakh

Jatinder Aulakh

These days, autumn in full swing and winter on its peak. Sometimes mind taste sadness and loneliness. Today was freezing day but dim sunshine breaking the predominance of winter waves as sunlight giving healing spells to day‘s wounds. 
On this winter day, I decided to take some photographs of autumn trees, watch the ripples

of fall and talk with autumn trees.
I took my bike and went to spend one day with autumn trees. Although I am not a sage who is under rigorous austerities in the wilderness and can understand language of trees. But if you love the trees and try to talk to them