Month: March 2018

DESA | Call for Submissions – Dystopia

DESA | Call for Submissions – Dystopia

Taking inspiration from current events, as well as the local and international news feeds, we editors of TEXT feel that this Dystopian theme is something to be discussed and put forward. With this in mind, all writings must be done and submitted in the form […]

Thoughts on Arcite and Palamon by Helena Camilleri

Thoughts on Arcite and Palamon by Helena Camilleri

“Of lover in jail and lover free as air. I cannot tell you which had most to bear.” But what is lover free as air with love never returned? A prisoner still, left concerned about what if and what could have been, longing for a […]

A Question of When, Not If by Gabriel Lia

A Question of When, Not If by Gabriel Lia

When books smell of smoke,

When poetry mutes

When silence disturbs

When sweets bitter

When stargazing ends

When countryside is put aside

When flowers become perfume

When all we do is consume

When acting is life

When prayer is ritual

When gifts are mandatory

When quality time is quantitative

When walking alone is daunting

When fields are monetised

When body prioritised

When art is simply funding

When love is sex

When love is valentine

When fun is drunk

When racism is us,

 

When becomes Then.

Then I used to love life.

 

This poem is one of the chosen entries for DESA’s Valentine’s Themed Poetry Competition.

Shakespearean Couplet by Sarah Zammit Munro

Shakespearean Couplet by Sarah Zammit Munro

Their love was based on nothing more than two genuine souls linked together through art, spark ignited through words, poetry shared from one breath to the other.   They were the couple from next door, you know, the kind of couple everyone assumed would end […]

Honey Eyes by Sarah Zammit Munro

Honey Eyes by Sarah Zammit Munro

I write best when I’m falling in love or falling out of it. I write best when I’m falling. When I was broken, when I was head over heels; When I was overwhelmed, When my heart tossed and turned in the space of in-between; When […]

Valentine’s Day by Jake Aquilina

Valentine’s Day by Jake Aquilina

another one comes
another one goes
another one with
only one
participant

who’s to say
that’s a bad feat?

i’d rather be alone
than be as two
who never knew
how apart they’ve grown

so please, stop moaning
yes, you are alone today
there’s no need to act
like Romeo in search
for Juliet;
life is no play

be glad you’re not
a bird caged
inside a collector’s aviary
like some birds are

and yes, maybe someday
cupid shoots arrows upon our asses
and we meet some other half
but today is not that day

there are two ways
to go about this –
whine alone
or wine alone

my answer pops open

 

This poem is one of the entries for DESA’s Valentine’s Themed Poetry Competition.

Fearless Firework by Gabriel Lia

Fearless Firework by Gabriel Lia

Normality sleep! Liquid love arise! Roll on the carpet sweet taste of text unearthed scrolls breathing eating, hungry hugs for travel rides; what a stride blazing chocolate, melting stars basketball beer bubbling Fearless Firework blended in flowers floundering bound, peaceful sound mind, body, expect soul […]

The Changing of the Seasons by Michaela Demicoli

The Changing of the Seasons by Michaela Demicoli

That blooming May field had been a raging backdrop of pure colour mingling with existence, featuring layer upon layer of pigmented hyacinths and prettier peonies.   This grieving November field indeed sees grave stagnation which brims with tactless incongruity. An exodus of dampened hearts must […]

My Heart by Anonymous

My Heart by Anonymous

My Heart is expectant,

but never gets

what feels due

what should be next.

 

My Heart is hopeful,

and never wavers,

till it gets bad,

then it quavers.

 

When will it take

for me to feel

like it’s getting good

and actually real.

 

Not just a dream

painfully surreal,

deceiving me so, that

I won’t need to heal.

 

Life is cruel,

Why me?

Others jump hurdles,

I jump three.

 

And yet I feel as if

I’m just complaining.

Who can blame me

when it’s always raining?

 

Rain’s not terrible,

but it’s always the same.

I want some sun,

not hoping in vain.

My Heart is broken,

waiting once more

for a break from rain –

for someone to adore.

 

This poem is one of the chosen entries for DESA’s Valentine’s Themed Poetry Competition.

No Clouds in Sight by Anonymous

No Clouds in Sight by Anonymous

My day was bright, no clouds in sight. Everything warm and blue, I even played with my kite.   I thought your sky was also blue, but you first had some dew, then it started raining and ruined your view.   The temperature was rising […]

Victoria’s Terror by Gianluca Busuttil

Victoria’s Terror by Gianluca Busuttil

It was a thick October night in West London, three days before Victoria’s golden jubilee, when a little boy named Jack found his mother skewered on a pitchfork like a fat trout. The morning after, Constable Barry came immediately after breakfast to inspect the corpse […]

June 25 by Kathryn Bianco

June 25 by Kathryn Bianco

Lying on bed, sheet crushes my shape.

I don’t want a sheet.

Even though the air is fresh.

 

I am the only warmth within these walls.

I breathe out that smoke, that once amused me;

A merciless reminder.

The moisture escaping my mouth, still I salivate.

 

Someone once told me I moved lots in my sleep,

From foetal position,

To stretched,

Stiff, to liquid.

 

Maybe my dreams are a constant search

For warmth –

Maybe when it gets too hot, I fear the fire.

 

Maybe I’m an ungrateful human being who doesn’t appreciate the present:

Wants summer in winter, wants winter in summer.

I don’t know. All I know, is that right now

It is Winter.

 

This poem is one of the chosen entries for DESA’s Valentine’s Themed Poetry Competition.

Hands by Kathryn Bianco

Hands by Kathryn Bianco

I crave cold hands. I want to feel the ice On my abandoned parts   With time, watch them thaw Gradually revealing every crease, Wrinkle and bump;   Like Winter turning into Spring, Spring turning into Summer. Even in winter, warmer will they grow   […]

I Know by Alexander G. Lewis

I Know by Alexander G. Lewis

As the shutters lower, light begins to fade. It has cheated itself; by shutting out that thing so small. And with no energy left to pick it up: keeps drooping slowly down.   The last day of the month is here and everyone seems to […]

The Flames by Alexander G. Lewis

The Flames by Alexander G. Lewis

Burning red flames engulf the room,

Melting my skin so much.

My rock hard body; longing for yours,

Before it’s far gone, with every touch.

Our hands now moulding each other like clay,

Sparks fly, walls fall, glass shatters, clothes tear.

One hand moves up: the other right down,

Feeling its way through the flames so clear.

 

Red shadows play in the midnight sun,

Naked bodies of sweat and blood,

Like lions and tigers that tug and play,

Our operating table now covered in mud.

A penetrating look makes direct contact,

While digits scale and measure you through,

My fingers landscaping silken-smooth skin,

Firmly digging in, hew by hew.

 

Eyes swell up, thighs begin to tremble,

Wanting to shut, close, press and tease,

Fighting against that automatic response,

You battle to widen, with a curl and a squeeze.

Fingers to lips, a grasp to a kiss,

My touch – enigmatic, all merged into one.

Bodies intertwine, rumble, and tighten,

No difference can be made between lust and pure fun.

 

Trying to hold your breath, and shut your mouth,

But all you keep doing is scream and shout!

Eyes rolling, muscles churning, lip biting and more.

To the pushing in: the pulling out.

All that you thought has come tumbling down,

The man that you knew is changed once more.

Dreams of love and excitement will all dissipate,

Knowing that; tomorrow, you’ll be nothing but sore.

 

This poem is one of the chosen entries for DESA’s Valentine’s Themed Poetry Competition.

The Two-Faced Demon That is Love by Jelina Georgieva

The Two-Faced Demon That is Love by Jelina Georgieva

These feelings that won’t die, in my heart from the inside, trying to break free they just keep on tearing me apart. Should I let them be? I fear the unknown danger that is love, it burns my heart and soul to ashes. Might it […]

An Inappropriate Poem for my Best Friend by Tilly

An Inappropriate Poem for my Best Friend by Tilly

You make me feel, like I’m crashing Into tide after tide of waves: And every hit makes me weaker, But leaves me wanting more. You make me feel, like I’m made of stars Trying hard to escape my skin And fly back into the sky, […]