Poem by: Nikita Patel Sadness comes like tidal waves with rolling wind and hazy eyesPain that lingers, lingers and lingers like the riveting fear of anger.The boiling cauldron of madness swirling in the salty night airMade from the fears and sorrows that build the bridges and damsOf the lives that we have evolved and the… Continue reading Sentiment
Tag: Poetry & Prose
What’s Left
An Original Poem by Jacob SteinEdited by Tara Kari Long days in the study rooms of Hume,Bike rides past the sewer smoke fumes,Classrooms full of sleepy-eyed students,Decals, of which TAPS saw prudent,Crowded stairwellsAnd teary-eyed farewellsThe raucous graduationsOf which the stadiumBecame Grand Central Station. Scooters and cars Jockeying for positionRacing to the barsTo exchange money for drinkOn… Continue reading What’s Left
Through Love’s Eyes
Written by: Hannah Powell With winds so blithe we’re off to float awayThrough crystal waves we’ll speed and heave the oarTo see the landscape rushing ocean sprayBetween us full of life to reach the shore A paradise so vast where lovers fledA place where joy and love could not containExcited souls entwined with jokes unsaidBounce… Continue reading Through Love’s Eyes
The Traveler
Written by: Ronak Kanodia It felt like he was lost deep in a dream,Wandering a crumbling kingdom, the end of a regime.An ocean of black clouding his eyes,The feeling of peace, a cacophony of lies A single trail awaits, clouded in mist,A now-black dolphin in a tale with a twist,All alone with a legacy that… Continue reading The Traveler
Helical Lyric
Written by Derek Pena Hold, sturdy as spiraled mangrovesTrust, placed in ancient mystic waysDrink, the healing deep from these clovesBear, the burden beneath the raysThe tortoise tastes the salty airThis is the blood that we all share March, their steel-capped bones trample throughBurn, they silence and raze our heartPush, build our children's lives anewFight, for… Continue reading Helical Lyric
Hope in the Dark
Written by Nikita Patel You may break us down Into shards of razor-thin glass That tumble from the upper-sphereLike a hurricane of deadly hailYou may splinter our broken heartsUntil our breath is crimson-red And our wings of stellar hope Are tattered and maimed You locked us in a house of glassThat reeks of lime and loneliness You laugh at our… Continue reading Hope in the Dark
“Poem #23”
Written by Sarah Mellinger, Photo by Billings Brett, USFWS My grandad used to tell meThat freckles were butterfly kissesAnd now when I seeTheir delicate dance in my gardenI know he’s visiting me.I see him in my mother’s eyesAs they light up in awe of the world.I hear him in my brother’s handsAs they pour across… Continue reading “Poem #23”
