Whenever it rains, I accidentally go on a temporary journey since the rain manages to connect the present with my past. Although I cannot escape the fragmentation of the present, because it is the same fragmentation that has always accompanied me and lasts my whole life. The first rains represented the arrival of life itself, […]
कागजका ती पानाहरू जहाँ तिमीले लेखेका थियौ तिनै रेखाहरूको बीचमा तिम्रो अनेकौ भावनाहरू हाम्रो प्रेम बसेको अनि आँसुमा डुबेको एक अर्काको स्पर्स बिनाका ती पलहरू छातीमा मैले आफ्ना कथाहरू लुकाएर राखेको छु जब लाइटहाउसबाट तिम्रोतर्फ मेरा पाइलाहरू प्रकाशित भए तर पनि हाम्रा हातका रेखाहरू गासिएनन् यो निरंकुश अनि क्रूर समयमा मेरो आकाशका मडारिएको कालो बादलहरू […]
END OF THEOGONIES | Márcia Batista Ramos The world seemed big They made the wars Deaths and dead Migrations Aroused illusions Rare theogonies We stopped To the middle of the world The world became one Bridges Constant approaches They made another war Dead and deaths Mirages and frustrations Without theogonies We stopped to the middle […]
All died before I was born: Grandma Antoinette Grandma Negrita Grandpa Cesáreo Grandma Leontina Grandpa Ignacio … The aunts The cousins … Today I’m alive Full of the dead! Read More Poem: How Good Guys Break Your Heart | Asmita Gautam ‘bari’ Follow Offline Thinker on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram. You can send us your writings at connect.offlinethinker@gmail.com […]
In the sheaf of sheets where you wrote, in between the lines, your fears Our love was nested … Drowned in tears. No kisses. In a chest I hid my stories, without secrets … While the lighthouse illuminated my steps towards you. Your hand never fit mine. In a tyrant, cruel time … In my […]
“Things that die never rise again, things that die never come back”. -Alfonsina Storni You said goodbye What silence, what lack of air! Between us the pain, the lipless kisses, words – poems. In you, there was little more than a desire And the taste of anger. In me, the memories moldy cocoons, between […]
