Creative Writing

The Murderer

By Almas Bismi, India

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Late Summer of Adolescence

By Manuela Vitelaru, Romania

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Naive monkey

By Ioana Sdraila, Romania

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Vesmir

By Tania Godeanu, Romania

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Oppugno

By Ioana Ceh, Romania

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The Catch

By Tania Godeanu, Romania

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Discussion

By Francesca Ferdes, Romania

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The Mayor of Townsville

By Manuela Vitelaru, Romania

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Randomville

By Mihai Sorea, Romania

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Movement

By Ana-Maria Bancila, Romania

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The Murderer

By Almas Bismi, India

I detest them deeply to the depths of my heart
maybe you do
the demons within you and me
I recreate myself in front of that mirror
to look flawless for the flawed minds of my generation

And so I brush my hair to perfection
put on that lipstick deep red
exhibiting only a fraction of my uniqueness
to look invincible
for the dim-wit eyes of my generation

To ruin me willfully or
to kill the demons residing within
To mute or to raise my voiceless words
to find me or to lose me
To hide me or to expose

Worn out of my fakeness
before my pulse grows
Take me to the greens of my heart
the city is dull and grey
let me be a murderer once
Quick! Quick!

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Late Summer of Adolescence

By Manuela Vitelaru, Romania

The intense ordinariness disappears 

when there are

homemade gelato for acquaintances,

nothing to wear today but

some vintage clothes from grandma's attic

and a cat that spontaneously starts dancing 

in the sunrises that turned into melting gold.

Young woman's inner beauty

in her own fragrance

is spilled all over the floor

after her bottled heart just broke into pieces.

 

Chutzpah

Allure

A shade of matte red on her lips.

 

She's the happiest

when wandering

the London's rainy streets in

the summer days.

No pressure, no stress..

But any gelato left?

 

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Naive monkey

By Ioana Sdraila, Romania

We forgot how to communicate,

We denied happiness,

We are now a mess,

With no chance to be rescued

From this imperfect circle

Murder

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Vesmir

By Tania Godeanu, Romania

My creative soul,

you dashed through the year,

didn't skip a moment

not even a beat.

The muse of the universe,

with your meteoric will,

gave shape in silence,

to the aspiring icons. 

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Oppugno

By Ioana Ceh, Romania

Cute, fluffy, crazy dog

Diana needs adventure.

Funny are the Irish rainbows

 

Random blank

 

Colors fight!

Fearful boots walk on streets

Nirvana sounds lovely, powerful, different.

All blonde queens.

She is then in pain.

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The Catch

By Tania Godeanu, Romania

Comparing first war,

the architecture, the script,

latter never claimed evidence.

The worst of the nation, fellow

famous, just an average habit,

illegal tribes were designed,

to know, to register the pedant. 

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Discussion

By Francesca Ferdes, Romania

Infographic ubicuous globe,

That evokes an unalienable anarchy

Analize discussions,

Impracticable frequency that values the pitfalls.

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The Mayor of Townsville

By Manuela Vitelaru, Romania

That old man might plod continuously.

The pickles will perfectly fit

on the uncommom table that was initially unimaginable.

Then the music box and the piano grin.

Interesting voices!

 

He ceases.

 

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Randomville

By Mihai Sorea, Romania

Kinky Scottish Frodo at funeral
Thrashy raggaedon was fooling the afro-americans
Gashpar has cancer and a pillow anarchy
The gargoyle bull has cheease with the Fuhrer

 

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Movement

By Ana-Maria Bancila, Romania

Now fall takes presence

Katerina redeposits holdable random brainstorming

Speculate itchy assurance and circumstances question

Sand unharmed especially advantage.

 

Epidemic music and wardrobe

Psychiatrist gives cough medicine

Time stops fly and shine.

 

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