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THE LIFE I BREATHE IN by Rajnish Mishra

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The life I breathe in; the ocean in three dimensions is you.Water, saline, within, without blurs my visions and dreams,day and night. The fear that I’d lose you and live without you,Day after day, year after year, eyes dry, no tears,For that’s who I know I am; frightens me, it frightens me. That question resurfaced from the depths of a dark ocean trench,the question of intense passions that make it easier to die for a cause: you.From the depths of past, it came; it hadn’t gone anywhere.My weakness that lay crouching, pounced upon its prey.At a moment of abject vulnerability. I wasn’t so weak before youCame into, happened to, me, my life. I’m now on my knees. I’ve left the guarded sophistry, my second nature;I feel like I’m begging from a person as powerless as I, to becomeThe life I breathe in, to congeal time right there, so that I don’tBreathe out the air, to stay within forever,My life, my death, my nectar, my venom,Killing me dead yet not leaving my body. Rajnish Mishra is …

FOREST by David Dephy

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Sick of the illusions raised by the killers,became teachers. Sick of the dust raised by those teachers,became fools. On the edge of the past, the fears are rolling over. We are still running all around each other  in forest and its dark stillness. A stillness never tells the truth. Forest is only a body of leaf’s soul. We still believe the war is over now, but do not recall who won it. Kind people, no doubt, for only they  would leave so many dead. Their last breathkeeps us turning back to something forgotten,  to something misplaced, keeps us turningback toward their dreams, which are blameless. David Dephy is a Georgian/American award-winning poet and novelist. He is named as A Literature Luminary by Bowery Poetry, The Stellar Poet by Voices of Poetry and The Incomparable Poet by Statorec. He lives in New York. Photo by arcusxx