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When we started this blog, we were not sure where to take it, where we were going, and what use we would serve. All Maxwanette A Poetess knew, was that she had a message. This took her back to something her Mother (also the 1st Poet in Maxwanette’s life), Hyacinth W.M., used to tell her growing up, “Nothing beats a man with a plan.” This inspired Maxwanette to come up with not only the name of her 1st book (Poetry, Language Of The Soul), but a few ideas.
She had P.L.O.T.S. & Things Started To Mesh And Blend.
Maxwanette stated, “A major part of my purpose, is to bring others together, to be a link, resource, bridge, or a liaison, in a myriad of forms. I use my words and poetry to do so, on a regular basis. As we know, words are as powerful as we make them. As a Poetess, I feel a certain dedication to my role in the world of poetry.” – P.L.O.T.S. Also Became A Legally Licensed Business, in June of 2020.
There Are So Many Poets, Authors, Writers, Artists, Dancers, Musicians, Entrepreneurs, Chefs/Cooks, You Name It, Out There! Part Of Our Function, Is To Share, Showcase, And Or Shine A Light Where 1 May Not Normally Look, Or Even Be Aware Of.
The Raven author left New York City in 1849 bound for Richmond, but only made it as far as Baltimore, where a passer-by noticed the delirious and incoherent writer slouched in front of a bar on October 3. He was taken to a nearby hospital, where he died four days later. The local newspaper attributed his […]
Embracing the Sea is an Immersion within her soul And her pulsating heart beat With each swell Sequentially lapping Against the shore with Its own rythmic pulse From the currents Of the deep Where precious Treasures are Discovered ~
Her caressing Sea Spray And soothing seafoam Against our skin Like a second skin
Adrift are you are at Peace and by the Sea Under a cerulean sky Just you and occasional Gull in flight Enjoying the vastness Of the beautiful Sea
Born into a cultured aristocratic family in Dhaka district, Bangladesh
Father – Yunus Mia
Mother-Begum Kamrun Nahar.
She holds a master’s degree in Islamic history from Eden Women’s University.
Apart from her studies, she struggled against social taboos and freed herself from injustices and adversities of the society.
She engaged herself in social cultural and literary activities by writing poems in Bengali, presenting/ reciting poems in literary festivals and seminars.
She is also a regular contributor in daily, monthly and quarterly published national and international news papers and magazines. She received many certificates for her poetry from national and international poetry groups.
She is well known poetess in Bengali poetry in international literary arena and also translates her poetry in English language.
A well known poetess in Bangladesh, her writings are regularly published in several newspapers in USA, France, Singapore, London, New York, India, Nepal and Tripura.
Her 5 books of poetry have been published in ‘Amar Ekushey Book Fair’
My First book of poems –
1 Nonajol chuey
( Touching the Sea -water )
Published in 2017
2| The Dalchut Megh
(The Desolate Cloud) in 2018.
3| Karopute joma jol
( Water Collected in Folded palms) in 2019.
4| Nakkhater’s Ayomay sanshar. ( The Iron- clad Family of Stars) in 2020
Castillo, Appointed As President of CIESART Headquarters-Philippines Camara Internacional de Escritores y Artistas, Espana (International Chamber of Writers and Artists) is having their global expansion. Recently, Elizabeth Esguerra Castillo was appointed as the President of the Official CIESART Headquarters in the Philippines. Castillo is a multi-awarded International Author/Poet/Visual Artist from the Philippines. A Doctor of Literature Nominee in 2019, she is the author of 2 books and a co-author to more than 100 international anthologies. Her works were already translated into 13 languages. Dr. Marlon Gruezo and Dr. Sharon A. Villaverde were also appointed as Vice President and Executive Director, respectively.
The madness of thoughts Running rampant with emotions Twisted premeditated actions Flaming fire, left with gun-powdered outlines Innocence of Youth, ripped from existence The Teacher, teaches how quickly life is taken THIS HAS GOT TO STOP!
Lives lost, robbed so early Heartbreak and mayhem Have become too common of a theme Mentally-illed, unchecked, uncared for anguish Festering, pestering, the psyche, destroying the Soul Fermenting into new-made monsters THIS HAS GOT TO STOP!
Guns are controlled By those who have decent control Of life & of self Destruction is controlled by the uncontrollable That have easier access to weaponry Than those that need protecting THIS HAS GOT TO STOP!
BLOOD! SCREAMS! BLOOD! SCREAMS! Gasping of air, lights in eyes go dim Parents & family, left empty and crying Caskets lined with young gems And teachers that loved them AMERICA-A-A-A-A!!! AMERICA-A-A-A-A!!!
THIS HAS GOT TO STOP!
by Maxwanette A Poetess
“Dedicated to the lives taken in such avoidable violence. Normally people use the word “senseless.” But this makes perfect sense. If we do not do something about mental illness, the lack of love, compassion, understanding, and address these issues beforehand? This murderous madness will not cease. This child that took these live? Was exhibiting violence & mental illness way before this point. WHY WAS NOTHING DONE? WHY WAS THIS IGNORED UNTIL HE LOST IT??? THIS TOO HAS GOT TO STOP!”
My deepest & heartfelt condolences to the families & community. Rest In Love. #heartbroken
Poem Derived From: Verses Of Realness by Bob McNeil
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Bob McNeil, writer, editor, cartoonist, and spoken word artist, is the author of Verses of Realness (https://tinylink.net/muF6C) Hal Sirowitz, a former Queens, NY Poet Laureate, called the book “a fantastic trip through the mind of a poet who doesn’t flinch at the truth.” Among Bob’s recent accomplishments, he found working on Lyrics of Mature Hearts to be a humbling experience because of the anthology’s talented contributors. Copies of that collection are available here: https://amzn.to/3bU8Loi
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you? Don’t you take it awful hard ’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines Diggin’ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I’ve got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.
A poet, novelist, fiction writer, and playwright, Langston Hughes is known for his insightful, colorful portrayals of black life in America from the twenties through the sixties and was important in shaping the artistic contributions of the Harlem Renaissance.
Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(America never was America to me.)
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed— Let it be that great strong land of love Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme That any man be crushed by one above.
(It never was America to me.)
O, let my land be a land where Liberty Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath, But opportunity is real, and life is free, Equality is in the air we breathe.
(There’s never been equality for me, Nor freedom in this “homeland of the free.”)
Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark? And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?
I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart, I am the Negro bearing slavery’s scars. I am the red man driven from the land, I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek— And finding only the same old stupid plan Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.
I am the young man, full of strength and hope, Tangled in that ancient endless chain Of profit, power, gain, of grab the land! Of grab the gold! Of grab the ways of satisfying need! Of work the men! Of take the pay! Of owning everything for one’s own greed!
I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil. I am the worker sold to the machine. I am the Negro, servant to you all. I am the people, humble, hungry, mean— Hungry yet today despite the dream. Beaten yet today—O, Pioneers! I am the man who never got ahead, The poorest worker bartered through the years.
Yet I’m the one who dreamt our basic dream In the Old World while still a serf of kings, Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true, That even yet its mighty daring sings In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned That’s made America the land it has become. O, I’m the man who sailed those early seas In search of what I meant to be my home— For I’m the one who left dark Ireland’s shore, And Poland’s plain, and England’s grassy lea, And torn from Black Africa’s strand I came To build a “homeland of the free.”
The free?
Who said the free? Not me? Surely not me? The millions on relief today? The millions shot down when we strike? The millions who have nothing for our pay? For all the dreams we’ve dreamed And all the songs we’ve sung And all the hopes we’ve held And all the flags we’ve hung, The millions who have nothing for our pay— Except the dream that’s almost dead today.
O, let America be America again— The land that never has been yet— And yet must be—the land where every man is free. The land that’s mine—the poor man’s, Indian’s, Negro’s, ME— Who made America, Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain, Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain, Must bring back our mighty dream again.
Sure, call me any ugly name you choose— The steel of freedom does not stain. From those who live like leeches on the people’s lives, We must take back our land again, America!
O, yes, I say it plain, America never was America to me, And yet I swear this oath— America will be!
Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death, The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies, We, the people, must redeem The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers. The mountains and the endless plain— All, all the stretch of these great green states— And make America again!
Ross Gay is the author of Catalog of Unabashed Gratitude (University of Pittsburgh Press, 2015), winner of the National Book Critics Circle Award and the Kingsley Tufts Award.
Is that Eric Garner worked for some time for the Parks and Rec. Horticultural Department, which means, perhaps, that with his very large hands, perhaps, in all likelihood, he put gently into the earth some plants which, most likely, some of them, in all likelihood, continue to grow, continue to do what such plants do, like house and feed small and necessary creatures, like being pleasant to touch and smell, like converting sunlight into food, like making it easier for us to breathe.
Claude McKay, who was born in Jamaica in 1889, wrote about social and political concerns from his perspective as a black man in the United States, as well as a variety of subjects ranging from his Jamaican homeland to romantic love.
If we must die—let it not be like hogs Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot, While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs, Making their mock at our accursed lot. If we must die—oh, let us nobly die, So that our precious blood may not be shed In vain; then even the monsters we defy Shall be constrained to honor us though dead! Oh, Kinsmen! We must meet the common foe; Though far outnumbered, let us show us brave, And for their thousand blows deal one deathblow! What though before us lies the open grave? Like men we’ll face the murderous, cowardly pack, Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back!
Used by permission of the Archives of Claude McKay (Carl Cowl, administrator).
Let’s See… 1. Hyacinth Williams-Moncrieffe – My Mom & she also introduced me to the world of poetry. Watching her recite, was magical. 2. Maya Angelou – Her style, poise, delivery, and attitude when reciting spoke volumes. 3. Louise Bennett Coverly – Introduced to me by my mother & provided a cultural bonding of pride. 4. Edgar Allan Poe – He scared & exhilarated my mind at a young age. His style of Poetry, let me know, poetry was limitless. 5. Oku Onuora – His style, reciting, lessons, & messages of his poetry is phenomenal. It’s knowledge & enlightenment on a higher level (UP). ~By Maxwanette A Poetess
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Often, I forget or simply am so busy, I do not promote myself. I had to pause, and make this acknowledgement towards a submission, that’s very vital to Humanity:
I am sending this special thank you to William S. Peters Sr. & The Inner Child Press, Ltd., for including my poem, for such a worthy cause, topic, event, & anthology. I consider it a humbling honor, to be amongst such greatness & creativity.
PLEASE NOTE: Maxwanette A Poetess resides in the USA. Her parents are both Jamaican born.
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Foreword by Kimberly Burnham ix Climate Change . . . The Poetry Ibrahim Honjo, Canada 3 Eliza Segiet, Poland 8 Solomon C Jatta, Gambia 10 Frank Verkley, Canada 12 Sherife Allko, Albania, Tiranë -Shqipëri 15 M A Shaheed, United States 18 CSP Shrivastava, Bengaluru, India 21 Maxwanette A Poetess, Jamaica 23 Dr. Ratan Ghosh, India 25 Anthony Arnold, United States 27 Dr. Debaprasanna Biswas, India 29 Orbindu Ganga, India 31 Queen aka Lana Joseph, United States 34 Tapas Dey, India 38 Swayam Prashant, India 40 Roula Pollard, Greece 42 Abdumominov Abdulloh, Uzbekistan 44 Kimberly Burnham, United States 32 Rajashree Mohapatra, Bhubaneswar(Odisha) India 48 Elizabeth Esguerra Castillo, The Philippines 50 Hassan Hegazy Hassan, Egypt 52 Sweta Kumari, India 55 Ashok Bhargava, Canada 57 Dhama Dove, Indonesia 59 Shareef Abdur-Rasheed/Zakir Flo, United States 61 C L Battick, United States 63 Ariel Noelle, United States 66 Shahid Abbas, Pakistan 69 Alyssa Jan Dela Fuente, World Citizen 71 Monsif Beroual, Morocco 73 The Oracle aka Denise Lyles-Cook, United States 75 hülya n. yılmaz, United States, Turkey 77 william s peters, sr., United States 80
Climate Change . . . The Gallery 83 Other Socially Conscious Anthologies 109
A poem I composed for “Song of Sahel”, global charity anthology for the benefit of the children in the Sahel region in Africa. “The Song Of Sahel was in aid of the people of Sahel who face a terrible crisis of starvation, war, displacement and drought.”
“Blessed Be The Children Of Tomorrow”
I always thought you can see the truth through a child’s eyes That innocent look, that adorable smile Takes you to blooming fields and enchanting places all worth your while. Children playing in the dancing rains Water splashes chiming in with their cheerful giggles.
There is wisdom when a child speaks If only you would listen with your heart It is in their innocence where positive outlooks lie Without a tinge of evil or hidden agendas Talking to a child is like a breath of fresh air!
In this world we live in We at times neglect these little blessings from above Considered angels by the heavens But why do some have to suffer here on earth No use blaming each other for it is poverty that makes people ill.
In a child’s eye, one can see hope A bright promising future they all deserve to have Blessed be the children of tomorrow Give them moments worth remembering For lives they have just borrowed from God.
Reach out to those needing our affection Be the guiding light to those asking for your protection Blessed be the children of tomorrow The future generation is the future of a brand new world!
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Written by Life Coach Carioca Da Gema As far as service goes I do not anticipate much from a doctor’s office visit. I figured “no expectations no disappointments”. But to have a doctor with no personality ask me for a review, floored me. Many doctors are miserable. They are either struggling financially to […]
The moon smiles upon my bed. I consider frost and ice, and raising my head, the bright sky. Lying back, I think of home. Once again, I’ve attempted to shiver myself into a timeless piece. I can only hope that my version does not offend. The transliteration from Chinese-Poetry.com follows: Bed before […]
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Bankim Desai – Unsplash End Might look loose but it’s the end Period. Appreciate appreciate, don’t suffocate for love without complaints has a palatable taste; no haste impatience will leave stains time’s teachings are no waste Caterpillar smoothly tearing the soft layer of balmy cocoon the once crawling being…
My Death •••••••••••••• in vacuum i sit making enquiry and probes into how this might end the last pages of the book of life i know will certainly not end on a comedy for millenniums it do end on a tragedy this i know so fast it will spread through bushes landing on every ear […]
everybody wants to make a difference but hardly anybody does everybody wants to be good yet most of us feel bad everybody wants some change whilst many of us fear it everybody wants to live even though we die
Love is love… A noble beauty read her poetry at the Austin, Texas yearly poetry reading. Jessica was disappointed with her life and she read her words to us. “I weaved a page with just words upon the paper. The folly of life had turned my mind to madness. I love someone, who I should […]
“I am blessed to have a wonderful sister, Denise. As I am still immobile, the work still continues. She’ll be shipping these 7 copies to Ndungu Mojah today. From America to Zambia. I look forward to their arrival. Great job Son – We did it!!!” ~Maxwanette A Poetess
Pen-name SHIKDAR MOHAMMED KIBRIAH, originally named SHIKDAR GULAM KIBRIA according to the national ID, born on 1st July, 1968, in Sylhet, Bangladesh, Masters in philosophy, globally published, recognized, acclaimed, awarded, translated and featured world poet, essayist, story writer, critic, translator, ambassador and philosopher. He is a bilingual poet and writer writing in Bangla and English. Shikdar is a global poetry promoter and literary figure. He is the founder and president of Poetry and Literature World Vision. His published books are so far 17. Eight on poetry, six on prose and three on story. Recently Prodigy Published, USA has published his philosophic poetry collection Bradly’s Brother and A Banyan Man. He has over 100 articles on philosophy and literature and 400 poems in Bengali and English. He is been featured Global poet and participated in world poetry conferences, International poetry festivals and literary conclaves. He is an ambassador of world peace, love and humanity appointed by different literary, cultural and poetic forums active globally. His writings are often published in world famous, print and electronic magazines, journals, newspapers, websites, blogs and anthologies like Revista Poetica AZAHAR, Spain, Atunis Galaxy, Belgium-Albania, Taifas Literary Magazine, Italy, Poetryzine Magazine, Greece-Serbia, Bharat Vision of Motivational strips, Denmark, Dash Web Magazine UK, Pol Magazine, UK, The Space, UK. The Poet Magazine, UK, Polis Magazine, Greece, Growth, South Macedonia, Online Journal Fairy Elf, Ukrain, Willwash. wordpress blogazine, Nigeria, Fm786 News Portal, USA, BD Techno Solution, Bangladesh, Literoma Culture Flash, India, Poets Unlimited, South Africa, The Moment International News, Egypt, Kenya Times, Kenya, Al-Arabi, Egypt, Agarid, Lebanon, The Asian, Egypt, Shabdakunja, Bangladesh, Cosmic poetry, India, Chinese Literature, Sahu News, Today’s Headlines, YidianZixun, Shanxii science and technology, China, Ghorsawar, India, Hellobangladesh, Spain, Homo-Uninersalis.blogspot.com, Greece etc.. His poems have been published in world class Anthologies like AZAHAR Revista Poetica, Spain, Let Us Breathe (Chapbook), USA, World Poets Serbia Anthology/2021(350 poets of the world), Compassion (100 poets of the world in one theme), Bosnia-USA, Womanhood, India, Friends and Friendship, UK, Pol Prose Poetry, UK, The Space, UK. Hera: The Light of Woman, Portugal, Healing Through Poetry, Canada, Mother: an eternal soul, India, Over The Rainbow, Greece-Serbia, Beauty of Life, India, Break The Silence-AMAZON bestseller Anthology, Trinidad and Tobago, Palestine and against war, Bangladesh, Atunis Galaxy Anthology-2022, Belgium-Albania, Candles of Hope, an encyclopedia of thousand of poets of the world, Tunisia, Ancient Egyptian modern poets, Egypt, Arabian Nights, Egypt, Cosmic Poetry, India, World Poetic Circle, China, Adversity vol. 1, 2, UK., Poetic Voices of the world, vol. 2, Mexico, Whispers of Soflay, Argentina, International Writer’s e-book MODERN WRITERS, Uzbekistan, Flowers of Love, Lebanon-Brazil, UHE Portugal New Year Festival Anthology, Portugal, English Poets Bangladesh and Bengali English Poets two national anthologies, Prodigy Published from USA and Video Anthology “Living Anthology of the World’s Writers” presenting on the YouTube LIFT Channel, Rucksack a global poetry patchwork, 2021, Voicing Diversity, Germany etc.. He is interviewed on 21st Century Critical Thought: A post modern Voice Volume-3, India, in Writers Mirror, Assam, India on poetry and Bangladesh Television. He participated in WORLD POETRY CONFERENCE-3 in India, KRITYA INTERNATIONAL POETRY FESTIVAL, India, GLOBAL LITERATURE CONCLAVE-2021, India, WORLD POET MEET, Turkey-Russia, Global Festival of Poetry, Italy, Peru Poetry Festival, Peru, SIlk ROAD INTERNATIONAL POETRY FESTIVAL, China, Global Creativity Festival Thousand Minds for Mexico, Mexico, International Poetry Festival UHE, Portugal, Paper Fiber Fest China, Peru, Greece, Mexico, Congress of Poets 2022, Romania etc.. He is often published and his poems are recited in different YOUTUBE channels, World Radios, BTV, Radio Bangladesh Sylhet, Cabina 11 Cadena Global TV, Mexico etc.. Besides English and Bangla his poems have been translated into Spanish, French, German, Russian, Italian, Serbian, Lithuanian, Romanian, Croatian, Tajik, Arabian, Hebrew, Portuguese, Hindi, Assamese, Indonesian, Polish, Marathi, Dutch, African Setswana, Bosnian, Vietnamese, Greek, Macedonian, Bulgarian, Albanian, Urdu, Kirghyz, Uzbek, Odia, Chinese, Filipino, Japanese and Irani Persian languages. Two of his poems have been included with Bengali and English version in a Russian poetry book by great poet Raisa Melnikova. Shikdar is a translator. He translated the poems of great poets Zlatan Demirovic, Bosnia-USA, Lee Mitterer, USA, Annette Tarpley, USA, Raisa Melnikova, Lithuania, Hana Shishiny, Lebanon-Egypt. Marlene Pasini, Mexico, Ljubica Katice, Croatia, Ewelina Maria Bugaska, Denmark, Ewith Bahar, Indonesia, Jyotirmaya Thakur, India-UK, Marian Dziwisz, Poland, Musakun Asangulovch Satybaldiev, Kyrgyzstan, Daniela Andonvska-Trazkovska, North Mecedonia, Ibrahim Honjo, Bosnia-Canada. Alexy Kalakutin, Russia, Marjeta Shatro Rrapaj, Albania-France, Ezhil Vendan, India, Mutiu Olawuyi, Nigeria, Naba Kumar Poddar, India, Poetess Bhutan, Bhutan, Faisal Ayub, Bangladesh-France and so on. For his brilliant contribution in world poetry and literature he is awarded and Certificated by Poetryzine Magazine, Greece-Serbia, Literary Creations, Philippines, Skylark Poetry Society, Bangladesh, Global Excellence Certificate and Shield of Poetry and Culture by International Cultural Forum for Humanity and Creativity, Syria. From CASA POETICA MAGIA Y PLUMS, Colombia he achieved Recognition Certificate ARPA DE ORO 2020, International Honor Diploma, Literary Laurel Award, UNIVERSAL GOLD STAR 2020 , International Golden Award 2020, Universal Excellence Diploma, Poetic Excellence Diploma and Universal Art and Literature Award 2021. From FLLADI POETIK, Albania he achieved Certificate of Gratitude, Certificate of Excellence and a Diploma. From Sahittyapata, Bangladesh he received Certificate of Recognition. He received Christmas Global poetic Fleeting Certificate of Appreciation 2020 from The Poetry Readers Awards. He received Certificate of Contribution from Online Journal Fairy Elf. The Writer’s Day Certificate of Merit from International Forum for Creativity and Humanity, Morocco, Certificate of poetry presentation from World Poetry Conference-3, India, Honorary award from How to write for success literary network and certificate of commitment from Stay Home world health organization, Certificate of Recognitions for reader day remembering Argentine poet Jorge Luise Barges and International Peace Day. He is a member of The Working Group of International Writers “Together for the letters”, Argentina, International Cultural Forum for Humanity and Creativity, Syria, The most influential personalities award from The Moment International News, Egypt, WORLD ARAB COUNTRY AWARD FOR CREATIVE LEADERSHIP IN THE FIELD OF GLOBAL POETRY from Arab World Media Foundation, UK. High Honor Certificate from World Spiritual Love & Peace Humanity Literary Foundation, Bangladesh, Mashreq Cultural Forum, Jordan, Recognition from Big Dreams Fest, Mexico etc..He is an ambassador of World Literary Forum for Peace and Human Rights. Romania. His poems were selected and certified Best poem of the Day in International The Poet Magazine website, UK, World of Poets and Author, India, Global poet and poetry, Best poems of the Week in Skylark Poetry Society, Bangladesh and top ten in Literary Creations, Philippines and in contest by Contemporary Literary Society of Amlor: BANDA(UP-India). He is featured in Skylark Poetry, NBM Bangla Tv, Shahitypata, Daily Asia Bani. Daily Rupchhaya and as a global poet in Global Poet and Poetry, UK. etc. As a poetry promoter and global poetic personality Shikdar is connected almost all renowned poets of the world. He featured 200+ world contemporary poets so far in his online group Poetry and Literature World Vision and it is going on. He is the member of over 500 literary and poetic online groups around the world.
Mail: skibriah@gmail.com Facebook ID and link: Shikdar Mohammed Kibriah
A year ago today, I lost my best friend, William “Tyrone” Murphy. Family called him Ty, I called him Ty-Ty. This man had my back ALWAYS. He was my best cheering section, and always encouraged me in my endeavors. When I needed financial backing to start my business, he was there. Even when I wasn’t making money, and even family laughed at me, telling me I wasted my Stimulus money, Tyrone had faith in me & was always a voice of positivity & encouragement. He was the first person to encourage me to write my first book of Poetry. He loved me dearly and treasured his family. I will never forget him. Rest In Love Tyrone, til we meet again Shawtay (his nickname for me).
*Special thanks to Denise Murray (Tyrone’s Sister)for providing pictures. Tyrone always said how much he loved you ever so much, even when he did silly things. We often laughed, how our sister’s had the same name. Love you Ressie🌹❤🌹 @denise_malake_
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