Taifas Literary Magazine No. 6, December, 2020
Taifas Literary Magazine No. 6, December, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198 Founded in Constanţa, June 2020 The magazine appears in Romania editorial office Founding President Lenuș Lungu Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru Technical Editor Ioan Muntean Covers Ioan Muntean Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç
Taifas Literary Magazine No. 6, December, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198
Founded in Constanţa, June 2020
The magazine appears in Romania
editorial office
Founding President Lenuș Lungu
Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean
Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru
Technical Editor Ioan Muntean
Covers Ioan Muntean
Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc
Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso
Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka
Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari
Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç
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Taifas Literary Magazine No. 6, 2020, December
Apu Mondal
Calcutta
Little bit of grass
E-acel moment în care „Nu vă fie frică”,
pare-un îndemn făcut de-un om nebun...
Lumea aceasta FRICA o subjugă,
deci... „Nu vă fie frică!” azi vă spun.
I wonder how the plains
Would look without little
Bit of grass
And the cows would be
Puzzled to see how the
Food is gone
The wild flowers would
Be elsewhere with their
Smiles
The trees would be bored
To their roots
Only the mountain would
Nod in disbelief
The birds would think
twice
Nesting in grass green
Goodness, gone awry
And the dew drops
happily
Roll down the boughs
To shine like diamonds
On a green landscape.
Eugen-Paul Popa
România
E timpu-acel...
E vremea să urcăm pe scara vieții
și nici o clipă să privim ‘napoi,
să nu mai regretăm greșeala tinereții
atâta timp cât ne-afectează doar pe noi!
E timpul să trimitem la culcare,
orice-amintire care din trecut
se tot desprinde, cu-ncăpățânare,
să reînvie tot ce ne-a durut.
E clip-aceea-n care nu oricine,
spiritual mai poate ține pasul
păstrându-și mintea și ființa vie...
E timpu-acel... ce nu-l măsoară ceasul!
Sameer Goel
Poem
live in peace or rest in pieces
a microbe imbricates every thesis...
.
spreading clouds on every dawn
sprinkling miseries, on and on and on...
.
wiping smile off every visage
spreading its reckless rampage...
.
life after life, so hanging in lurch
some hanging nooses on every birch...
.
an invisible enemy attacking from no man's
land
history witnessing an annihilation grand...
.
all those bipeds, now on their knees
seeking mercy, like devastated amputees...
.
faith is all that can really salvage
prevention now, an act of courage...
.
kneel before God, hands so folded
all our agonies, be now moulded...
.
an imbrication, we all so aspire
God's shield to prevent us from this fire...
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ISSN 2458-0198 – ISSN-L 2458-0198