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international poetry antology Folajimi Notch Shoaga Biography I Ambassador Folajimi Notch Shoaga discipline in mass communication and I’m so keen about human literature since my early age, this gives me strength to engage in literary researches earlier in life, so, I made a choice of rejuvenating and making people and humanity at large to live healthy and peacefully among one another irrespective of culture, norms and value through my literary genre. Midnight in the Garden of Peace Viewing the next moment through an unknown midnight of darkness New dawn seems it will never comes with its reaches The universe children are awake while some were asleep unconsciously Communication in precious garden of peace is full of irony Midnight in the Garden of Peace Far from comfort and luxury of life and surviving alone The blue sky is present as it seems no more Relevant human present can salvage humanity as sense of humanitarian 49

midnight in the garden of peace If and only if human personally appreciates peace of mind As safe haven brings joy and peace and to humanity Midnight in the Garden of Peace Being steadfast and watching the time clock at exact point Thin line between life and death is a dangerous moment All through the midnight is heavy wind and dark cloud Like fire is movement of this strange cloud and wind The whirlwind is as always present in garden of peace Midnight in the Garden of Peace In stream of consciousness is this literature piece in peace Living all through in the library called garden of peace Suddenly in a midnight is a voice heard faintly crying From a community among heterogeneous global community calling for survival As humane sages such life needs peace of mind Midnight in the Garden of Peace The universe is blessed by creator with children and families Having different nature like sun and moon which brings light A day of midnight in the garden of peace is chaos Human must comprehend life literature to live in perfect peace The life is worth living for if understand an enabling horizon 50

international poetry antology Georgeta Lipovanciuc \"I have parents and Eminescu's book - it's all I need: In their language I am born every day, in their language I laugh and I will weep in their language.” Geta Lipovanciuc Born on March 16, 1979, in the village of Brăneşti, Republic of Moldova. I studied at the Pedagogical College \"Vasile Lupu\" in Orhei and at the State University of Chisinau, Faculty of History and Philosophy. What defines me is a laconic trio: 1. I suffer for everything that hurts! 2. I also rejoice in what does not belong to me! 3. I would rather be criticized for what I am than loved for what I am not! Among my literary achievements I can list: • member of many national and international literary circles and groups; • The book “SEVEN”, Ed. Liric Graph, 2021; • The book “In flight through all that is holy”, Ed. Bons Offices, 2021; • Finding in the pages of many Anthologies, together with valuable writers; • Finding in the \"ENCYCLOPEDIA OF POETS AND WRITERS WORLDWIDE\"; • The finding in \"MILENARIUM - THE ENCYCLOPEDIC DICTIONARY OF ROMANIAN WRITERS AT THE BEGINNING OF THE THIRD MILLENNIUM\"; 51

midnight in the garden of peace • FRIENDSHIP Trophy, offered at the “Praise of Love” Contest, 3rd Edition, 2021; • Valuable prizes within the Festival-literary-cultural contest “MOTHERLAND, ROMANIA”; • “PREMIUM” Award, obtained at the “Elegance of Love” contest, organized by “Poetry Magazine for My Soul”, Montreal, Canada; • Numerous prizes in competitions organized by literary-artistic circles. Only you to love! Even if you know that the palm of life darkens your sclera And you don't taste happiness, just splitting fog, Even if you are swallowed by the plague, typhus or cholera, Even if you drown in the tub, just love no matter what! Even if you see your lungs coming out, digging graves in your chest, And the nation throws you into terrible sin, With the arms of the archangels make covenants, Paying tribute with your own fate, still love deeply! Even if the whole earth says they will spit on your baptism And they will turn your whole being into torment, Even if they sculpt with iron in their eyes, to snatch your creed, Even if you will not be able to give birth to tears, still love divinely! 52

international poetry antology Even if everyone will laugh at you and throw you easily In your too humble pit, you, mercilessly fallen, Read nails in your mind and whiplash, Ignore the unbelief, but love even a clay! Even if they break the root of your tongue to dry up, And they shall cut off you ear, lest you hear the baby's cry. Even if they stigmatize your sad and cold face, Do not borrow out of hatred, but love even then! Even if they carelessly put you in jail And in the eternal lava fire they will find your corner, Wanting to melt your heart, when your soul snows, Even if you are not a hermit, still love lonely! Even if you know you're fighting death, being beaten in just four boards, Through the twinkle of pain, flying to a \"Yes!\" and a \"No!\" Too rejected by the world and crucified in thought, Even if everyone will hate you, but only you will love! Renaissance Life is gray, there are deep difficulties And often you are disappointed, Cause there is no one to flood your soul And you run with painful and prolonged crying. 53

midnight in the garden of peace You approach your mother to help you: Only she knows each part of you But she can't lend you an idea either And she can't even lay you on a soft crib. You are approaching a sister or a brother, But each one is flooded with Deep, separate weights And each of them is immersed in endless thoughts. You approach the friend who swore to you Faith until your sad end, But you see, he had already chosen His friends through his modest begging. You approach your shadow in silence And you want to tell how helpless you are, And filled with humiliation and pain But it disappeared too. The shadow also served you very little. You also approach the cushion between the hornbeams, Being a wanderer, many years and every day, To ask for advice, or to secretly confess Your story, but the pillow didn't hear you either. And then, disappointed, the thought comes to you That it's all over, there is no solution you can find But a light illuminates your face, The thought cast by the Creator and his ray. 54

international poetry antology Laws of the universe We live in a world built by laws It is an honor to follow them, in reverence, For who of the secrets will untie, When everything gets too degenerate? Whatever we send into the silent Universe It comes back like a new boomerang. Created is nothing: neither the air, nor the verse And man is born with a lack of rank. We make the change, by simple-acceptance Of everything that happens to us on earth And in a difficult evolution towards awakening We also change the holy covenant of life. We carry an honest burden on our shoulders Of everything that happens in a human life. The past, the present and a tomorrow terrify us, They are tied in bundles like flowers in a tree. We are thinking of only one deed, At two we can't, it wasn't and it won't be, And the rich mind, in the wise garment, Learns through thoughts, through deeds to live. 55

midnight in the garden of peace You can assume the present, if you know your past, To learn from mistakes, to become thoughtful, To combine the unknown with the lasting knowledge And here, at present, unforced to return. If you want rewards, gather patience, Wreath to make from effort and energy! And then you will not know of humble defiance, Flying to heights, conquering galaxies. These are imminent laws, unwritten doctrines, But they come with a change that begins in us: Let's be much better with others and with ourselves, Let's end for ever the ruthless war. Forgiveness I ask for forgiveness and mercy To those who betrayed me, To those who wanted me to be upset And to commit grievous sins. Looking for tears in the churches And unsanctified monasteries, I sought high spirits - in clergy, Anxiety - in poor martyrs. 56

international poetry antology I ask for forgiveness and repentance To those who have suffered Because of my deed, out of unbelief, Out of endless hatred. From fierce and very hard lightning, Appeared due to heavy ignorance And spilled too ridiculous, But, unfortunately, the earthling suffered. I apologize for always wanting To see ecstasy in foreign eyes And that I have increased everyone's peace, When I turned the second cheek. At a glance or in the silence, I have often subjugated many, But it was just a simply wish To stop spreading cruelty. I ask for Forgiveness, beautiful world From the town and the village, The hair keeps getting covered in snow Taking everyone’s youth away. 57

midnight in the garden of peace Love yourself! Just love yourself, always love yourself Make a goal that was not and is not, For life is a treasure and life is just one And no more new seed of life will be born. Destiny gives you too many demands, Avoid the restrictions that you miss in your path, And do not crawl on your knees and elbows, Just because others want it all. When you are asked to work hard, It's simple: try to hear less, And don't sink into deep agitation And finally, learn decently to refuse. You just have one life and learn to decide: When you want to swim, go to sea. When you feel acid insults attack you, Just choose the shore for gentle calms. Do not scatter the faith in the soul through the wind And don't rush, anything is waiting for you: Too null discussions or the passion of the gang. And you want to change, but nothing gives you peace. 58

international poetry antology Listen only to your soul, for it hurts you, Do not listen to the one who betrays you behind your back, Build peace in your nest so that it does not fly And don't be a slave to humble plunder. And those who were around you, if they leave, Lay a beautiful flower bridge for them, Answer them kindly, for they bent down Love yourself, fly, live thrills! 59

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international poetry antology Gordana Andonovska Macedonia Gordana Andonovska born in Kumanovo, Macedonia. Painter, icon painter and sculptor. He has been writing since he was a child. He has been actively writing since 2017. He has received many awards for making works of art, including several conceptual solutions for statuettes intended for music and theater festivals. He has received valuable awards for poetry in Macedonia and beyond. White bird I hold her in my arms the bird of peace... White dove.. With trembling wings... With a desire for freedom... He is excited... I will let him go, to soar to the sky.. To convey the messages of peace... To sow small flowers everywhere... Let there be peace, goodness.. Humanity... 61

The sun will bring midnight in the garden of peace her back the light in the soul... Love to return Holy desire in the hearts of the people.. A view of the world... Only one.. To overcome all the pain in himself, , to step freely and peaceful from tomorrow towards the bright future.. Little child... He utters his first word.. Peace.. What a wish that is for a small child... Through bright tears, the child wishes... Instead of a toy... The child... He wants peace... Maybe he does not know... That wish is sacred... That desire, 62

international poetry antology trembling on many lips... That to someone... On his deathbed, last wish... Peace... A word wrapped in loud silence... A word about which a lot of blood flowed and will flow... A word that flies everywhere like a bird and unites people... In the endless... A point in infinity In the sky blue... You see a point... 63 As she approaches... The heart... t Тrembles... Beats.. Fear... The plane is.. He will sow bombs... A sound was heard

for a moment.. midnight in the garden of peace From a bird.. Militant sounds spread Tears.. from a bird in flight... Summer feather... As he fell down, , towards the green meadow It came to life... He was greeted on the grass countless ants... Flowers in different colors... Joy was gushing... Hope.. Maybe... One feather needed, To save the world... Mother.. Sitting in the corner... In a theme room.. Crying in silence.. Powerless... Broken.. Pictures flicker in front of her, from one child.. 64

international poetry antology From an adult man who went to war.. But he did not return... In black... A mother... With folded shoulders, curses her fate.. At least he was not born... She.. Mother.. But... Would the world have a soldier like him.. Like her beloved son.. No... Mothers hold this world... In prayer for their sons.. Somewhere Far... In an unknown area on the planet.. There was a heavenly beauty... The sea was sunny blue with tiny stars flashing after him... The water was blue-green... 65

midnight in the garden of peace Like an emerald.. The children were playing naked on the sand.. The mothers were sitting, they watched them with eyes full of love... Suddenly a siren was heard... Mothers and children they started to run.. But.. There is a toy left in the sand... Deeply buried... Blood stains, were lost in the whiteness of the sand.. The sky and the sea came closer.. Hugs began to cry, sadly looking like a mother, which is still firmly he was holding his child... He returned... Tears are shed... The sky is crying.. The country is crying... 66

international poetry antology Gordana Sarić MY short BIOGRAPHY litl Gordana Sarić, versatile artist and professor of French and Latin, (five times she used a scholarship from the French government for training in France), author of 20 books, 30 poems on letters as a compulsory teaching tool, published by the INSTITUTE FOR TEXTBOOK PUBLISHING, are taught in another Elementary school class, translator, organizer and host of numerous cultural events, member of the SOCIETY OF WRITERS OF MONTENEGRO and the ASSOCIATION OF WRITERS OF SERBIA, POET OF THE YEAR 2020 and winner of the PLATINUM MEDAL as well as the INTERNATIONAL RECOGNITION FOR CREATIVITY EUROPEAN POETRY CHAMPION 2020 in Romania, winner of the GOLD CHARTER AND GOLD MEDAL at the Festival of World Poets of Romania, the Romanian Culture Prize at the WORLD POETRY CHAMPIONSHIP in Romania 2021, and the Romanian WORLD POETS Award at the competition \"EVE 20 winner of the GOLDEN TRACE award Umje of the Club \"RASKOVNIK\" from Smederevo, ICON of world peace MOROCCO and INDIA, AMBASSADOR OF WORLD PEACE AND HUMAN RIGHTS, AMBASSADOR OF CULTURE OF THE GLOBAL LITERARY SOCIETY of 15, 000 members from India, whose administrator is the winner AND HONORARY DIPLOMAS in ROME, represented in the prestigious world magazine CRITICAL THOUGHT from India, along with academics and doctors of literature, represented in numerous world anthologies, multiple ambassador of culture and peace of various countries, writes love and children's poetry and prose. It is significant that on the occasion of the Day of the Republic of India Gordana received the SPECIAL AWARD of the INTERNATIONAL ASSOCIATION PEN WONDERS INTERNATIONAL for excellence in poetry and ranked among the 50 extremely talented writers who have contributed to the development of world literature. He won the Merit 67

midnight in the garden of peace Award of the INTERNATIONAL FORUM FOR CREATIVITY AND HUMANITY from Morocco. He is a participant in the VIRTUAL BOOK FAIR of the best writers in England, organized by a Spanish and Mexican poetry group. He is the national coordinator of Montenegro and Cuba and Montenegro and Spain. She received the CERTIFICATE PERSONALITY OF THE YEAR 2020 from MOROCCO. She won the RECOGNITION FOR VALUABLE CONTRIBUTION TO WORLD POETRY IN AMERICA. The treasure of love I am looking for a world where love is celebrated where gentleness grows in the fields of peace, to remove even my own shadow from nonsense of discord, hatred and unrest. In my heart of dreams and light there is a treasury of love for all people and I cannot understand the reason for intolerance towards other religions and nations. One God, whatever someone called him, created a heart to love and be loved and to connect with another heart, it does not matter which deity is prayed to. My longing for the unity of souls would like from to fly out of my a fiery heart and from the chest, it would like with smile and wisdom of mind to awake divided world by love. My longings with the cry of the soul pray for peace 68

international poetry antology for a life where serenity and a smile unite people i embrace all the strangers who love each other eager for friendly warm hugs. The world where love is celebrated I will go easily through all traps and paths, span the abyss with flower bridges, to reach the souls that sensing beauty in the sunny garden among butterflies. In me, there is a hope like a fiery bird trembling on the top of starry hills, while I search for gentleness and purity of heart beyond all evil and bitter sources. I will look for a world where love is celebrated in the far away of mysterious universe, to clear the shade even of my own shadow from fatal strife, hatred and unrest. In my world of crystalline dreams everything is love and smile and hope and I don't want to know about the life we live in, where meaningless division governs. I'll be a prisoner in the tower of dreams close to a rose, to a butterfly in flight, while the divine ray as magical light breathes in the meaning into my own world. 69

midnight in the garden of peace Stunned by the illusion, unaware of time, full of love that is forever dreamed of, I LOOK FOR THE SOULS SIMILAR TO MINE THAT IN KINDNESS SEE THE MEANING OF THEIR OWN EXISTENCE. Sky of love We want sky woven of love Hands in hands and gentleness of calmness We want a one big chanted heart But a secret force is dividing us. A force which doesn’t let us live in peace Which creates words of restless endlessness By the mysterious power of an unreasonable mind separating souls longing for hugs. And we only want a smile of close beings And a poem that intoxicate with beauty We want a world of pure feelings And for love we fight with spirit and goodness. We fight with deeds of the noble, of the pure For the unity of people with smiling faces And beyond the pointless divisions and lies We rise proudly like proud birds. 70

international poetry antology Our longing is greater than any longing It wants from the heart, from the soul, from the chest It wants with wisdom and clarity of mind To awaken the divided world with love. The longing of my heart I feel sorry for the turbulent planet where meaningless divisions reign and the soulless trample on people that have always only dreamed of peace. I feel sorry for the helpless souls without a warm home to stay because of the wars of the foolish they wander the world hopelessly. I feel sorry for the sick and the hungry who do not experience decent life, I feel sorry for everyone who doesn't have a smile on their face and a sky of love. My whole heart sings with prayer to destroy hatred and revive hope, to bring different nations together and unity to rule the earth forever. My heart fights forever for peace with a warm song which radiates with goodness. My heart on the clock of eternnity beats only for love and humanity. 71

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international poetry antology Guna Moran Bio Data Guna Moran is an upcoming poet and critic. His poems have been published in more than 100 international magazines, journals, webzines, blogs, newspapers, anthologies and have been translated into 30 languages around the world. His literary honours include: Kabita Dinar Sanman 2017; Bandhu Saki Bota 2019; Literary Lieutenant award 2019 by Story Mirror; India Star Passion Award 2019; Creator of Justice Award 2020 (Honorable Poetry by International Human Rights Art Festival). His poems have been translated into Croatian, Tagalog, (Philippines), Burmese, Swahili, (Kenya), Indonesian, Italian, French, Spanish, Portuguese, Chines, Ukrainian, Russian, Hebrew, Turkish and Indian Language Tamil, Telugu, Marathi, Urdu, Gujrati, Arabic and Bengali. A few more languages will be added to the list shortly. Published Book: (1) Biswakhar Bananikaran, Assamese Poetry book, (Afforestation of faith), Publisher: Assam Sahitya Sabha, (Centenary Celebration Committee); (2) When The Tree Weeps, (English Poetry translation), Publisher: Literature Light; (3) El Amor: Love on the Rocks, (Series Book 1), Publisher: Ukiyoto Publishing, (Canada), 2020. On the anvil: Belito hoi sai aacho tomak, (Looking at you turning into the Sun); Janadiek asamiya Kabir samalochana(Criticism of several Assamese poet); Guna Moran’s Bangla Poems; Guna Moran’s Hindi Poems. Also invited to attend Poets conclave at America, Kolkata, Allahabad, Hongkong, Andhra Pradesh, Dellhi, Mumbai, Bangladesh and so on. 73

midnight in the garden of peace Faith Like the mercury in a thermometer Faith too goes up and down This morning one haggled over faith at my home Hunting here and there on the round earth he came to me upset and asked one thousand rupees I too am not stinking rich Every month I’ve saved money To buy a dress for my better-half My wife knows me well if I buy the dress after some days it will do But if I disappoint the man who has come to me for help with the faith that would be lost I thought it over and held out the one thousand rupees On impulse my wife held me in her arms and said 74

international poetry antology This morning itself You’ve planted the saplings of faith Well done Tr.© Nirendra Nath Thakuria Affection for You It was gleaming with the gaze Affection is dumb Affection is deaf Like a speaker it did not speak about the matter like a listener it did not listen to Till the moment of parting it kept waiting in the eyes In the thick green of the desolate woods A tune is ringing faintly Gazing at the eyes I want to see 75

midnight in the garden of peace Is it still alive Oh dear No way, no way Cleaving the heart comes out a curious sigh In the teary gaze is it still alive (Original Assamese poem titled “Anurag tomar babe”) Tr. © Nirendra Nath Thakuria Chitralekha Having painted on both eyes suddenly vanished Chitralekha the enchantress She planted in heart the garden of Babylon It is swaying in heart heavenly flowers are blooming 76

international poetry antology Everyday we hear melodious calls of painted birds You are the gardener of the hanging garden I know you won't come back again Yet amidst the clouds will be shining the radiant smile of the sun (Original Assamese poem titled “Chitralekha”) Note: Chitralekha was the boon companion of Usha, the daughter of the King Baan of the Sonitpur kingdom in Assam (India) of the Mahabharata era. Chitralekha had magical skills at painting and portraiture in particular. Tr. © Nirendra Nath Thakuria 77

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international poetry antology Imdadul Islam Assistant Teacher at Piprapuri High Madrasah, India This is a type of Indian poems that contains only three lines and twelve words. There are five words in the first line, four words in the second line & the third line consists of only three words.These Triveni poems follow a rhyme scheme which is \"ABA\". This is a kind of very short poem but it is able to convey a complete message to the human society. Unity Unity in diversity makes fraternity. Let's make us united. It's our dignity. Let's Read Taking of study spreads sagacity. Let's read more books. Don't increase illiteracy. 79

midnight in the garden of peace Natural Beauty Natural beauty is not avoidable. Ambience gifts us so. Nature is amiable. Humanity and Mentality Everybody should earned his humanity. Humanity is a mirror. It shows mentality. Bigotry Bigotry destroys one's pure sagacity. Bigotry spreads social antipathy Let's hate bigotry. 80

international poetry antology Jomel E. Salceda Bio Jomel E. Salceda finished his bachelor degree at Occidental Mindoro State College. He took Bachelor in Elementary Education. After finishing college and passing the Licensure Examination for Teachers, he served as a private school teacher at Early Skills Learning Center, for two years. and currently holds a Master of Arts in Education major in Educational Management at Philippine College of Health Sciences. He currently Teacher III at Talapa Elementary School as a Multi-Grade teacher. He published articles in ARTPROF Magazine some of these are Buhay Guro sa Baybay- Dagat and Munting Pangarap. He received an awards such as Best Article of the Year Awardee (2018). Natatanging Guro ng Bayan Awardee (2018) given by Pambansang Samahan ng mga Guro na Nagpapahalaga sa Wika at Kultura Inc. and Institute of Continuing Professional Growth and Development CO, Outstanding Writer of the Year (2019) given by Instabright Publication. He also a winner of various contests such as Short Story Writing and Poem writing. Genuine Peace For All In a world full of diversity, On aspects of different religions, cultures, norms, and beliefs. We are brothers with the same desire, The peace that will give us everlasting happiness. 81

midnight in the garden of peace Forget the anger in your heart and mind, Instead, love and understanding for each other will always be remembered. No one should argue with diversity, Rather, respect and understanding will be bestowed on each other. Despite the different religions we have, We are among God's beautiful creatures. Eventually, our acceptance of one another will bring us true peace, It is an eternal and true peace for all. 82

international poetry antology Kenneth Kibet Cheruiyot BIO: Kenneth Kibet Cheruiyot is a young Kenyan poet with a Bachelor's degree in Biotechnology from Jomo Kenyatta University of Agriculture and Technology. His love for poetry began way back in High school where he used to scribble micropoems during his literature class. Since then, his magnificent literary prowess and poetry skills has made him get international recognition. He has been included in part of various international anthologies as well as his poems get published in a number of online journals. He daily writes poems and has a live dream of writing his own book one day! Peace The world needs peace, And the word itself is a calm face, Humanity is caring, And tranquility, apart is not tearing, When peace prevails, Even development, on the right track rails, Peace always steer the world for prosperity, And it stirs it for social sanity, 83

midnight in the garden of peace Security is a vital cornerstone of peace, And unity is a perfect stepping stone for progressive pace, Peace never invites war, But it unites conflicting chars, Peace brings international bond, It bridges the gap between the rich and the poor on hold, Peace is a free gemstone, And not a contention bone, It is a priceless Ruby, And a timeless hobby, Peace is a life medal, And never a rife riddle. 84

international poetry antology Kishore Chandra Sahoo BIO DATA Name : Kishore Chandra Sahoo Father’s name: Late. Ram Chandra Sahoo Mother’s name : Urmila Sahoo DOB : 26/06/1970 Nationality : Indian Qualification : M.PHIL in English Language known : English, Hindi, Odia Designation: Lecturer, Poet, Blogger, Author ,International ambassador of peace. Work place : Kunja Bihari College, Barang, Dist – Khordha, Odisha Permanent Address: Village – Mugei, PO - Naugaon, Dist- Jagatsinghpur, State – Odisha, Country -India Literary curriculum : Poems published in international anthology like Poetic Lie Sense, Writes of the Round Table and Open Skies Poetry. Hobbies : writing poems,reading books, giving service to Humanity Serve not God to my sacrificing nature. Hover humanity in the air like wanderer Wither in the scorching heat of summer. Drown in deep river,with loving downpour. 85

midnight in the garden of peace Fry on funeral pyre for work pressure. Shelters always in the core of heart's floor. Rests with love ,affection and honour. Blossoms even after death it's flower. Peeps when it's face in poetry corridor. May soothe the fans eyes and ears. But wax can't for the social welfare. If not taken proper practical care. Jealousy, wickedness, hatred n hunger, Take silently where complete slumber. Neglect never, situation may be whatever. Feed one n all ,find opportunity whenever. Peace Instant Oh God pass please light to dark pit. Come not l have, to the holy site, crossing seven seas and cloudy climate, to erupt fire in the environment, stand a pillar between poor and elite, a bar between dark and bright. Rather to bid hopelessness a grand good night, spreading on the surface sweet scent. 86

international poetry antology Sail all surely on the ship of delight. Live all under one sky with rosy rights. Universal brotherhood be only byte. Every one of us will have freedom kite. Faith be the only mantra at this moment. Fly can all on wings to place of distant. Carry love as polestar constant. For shed pandemonium petals of peace instant. Life's Zeal Blessed my heart feel, God for my mission You deal. On the earth humanity heal, with Your colourful will. Thanks for serving the strength pill, to fight against all earthly evil. Furnish me food on my table, Starve me never is inevitable. Pray me God to bless a little, the needy with whom l used to drill. For they are the real people, with typical lesson did run my wheel. 87

midnight in the garden of peace Me can't have peaceful meal, Unless their bellies with food fill. To homeless,a home to rest tired soul. To jobless,a job to boost life's zeal. In Every Plight A haven of human feeling's my heart, flows constantly crystal love like cataract, for all disciplined dancers of distant, as set my soul silently on holy mat, taking a lorry of labyrinth test. Where deprived black and white pille always path of pearl pleasant rear every religion with rosy respect. Sit all young and old in ship of delight, in every season and in every plight. 88

international poetry antology Lanuş Lungu About Me My name is Lenuș Lungu I was born in Romania, 02.08 1968 and I settled in Italy. (manager and assistant psychologist at a nursing home). And in Romania a beauty salon. I am the Founder and director of three literary magazines: Cronos, Taifas literar and Taifas literary magazine. I am an editor, humanist, peace and humanity activist, coordinator of magazines and newspapers in Italy and Romania. I have a literary site Cronopedia, founder of a non- governmental cultural association in Italy. Books: Walking through my dreams; Let's love each other in the fall; The founders of the Romanian language; Human psychology; volume of essays; The history of beauty. Member of the Writers' Union. Appearances of various newspapers and magazines in Romania and abroad: Colorado beetle; The moment Italy; Strehaia Newspaper; Steaua Dobrogei; Emigrantul.it; Thoughts and words; Poesis.it; Cultural association, publishing house; Association of Social Promises; Congrega letterari, numerous literary prizes and medals: Prize 3 premio letteraro Sicilia; Diploma of excellence poesis letteraro, humanitarian diplomas, ambassador of peace, platinum award in literature, gold in humanity and many other awards for peace and humanity, etc. Project coordinator \"A writer's dream come true\" - author's author's books. Anthology \"Sorella India\" volume dedicated to fundraising for non- governmental organizations in the Republic of India, Carlos Grianoppa, Sicily 2017, 2019. Cultural promoter Italy. 89

midnight in the garden of peace Anthology appearances: Cultural Harmonies; The Romanian World; Torn Art; Pray without end; Rogrup aspirations; Lyric meridians, etc. Coordinator and editor of over 30 anthologies: Time Imprints vol 1, 2, 3; Carved Words; Metamorphoses of nature; Words on the wings of thought (Romanian-French); The flight of leaves in the skies, Peace and love, Wings of dreams, The builder in the abstract, Dream words, The whispers of summer, poetry and soul, etc. Cultural promoter. I am working on various humanitarian projects. Where is humanity in us? I hear screams of grief and pain children sleep hungry and die malnourished where is the humanity in us? when nobody does anything? leaving their homes, leaving everything behind only likes, kisses and hearts that doesn't help at all lend a helping hand and donate for their lives an ocean of tears and sighs formed will there be no pity for anyone? where is humanity show humanity and love lives the amount of goodness in the world, to grow with every Word and Deed. 90

international poetry antology He's fighting you Love your neighbor and you will be rewarded fight with you, put hatred aside do you love hate more than love let the beautiful embrace you be good, right gives a drop of happiness. I look at myself in the mirror, I can't see my face of bitter tears flowing from me when I see so much enmity the sky whispers to me in silence and caresses my weak body let love pierce the sun to bring rays of peace into our souls. gives Freeze my tears in the morning dew where humanity is absent warms the hearts of ice, it looks like a painting around you the sky and the grass weep on paths lost in hope he extends his hand to the stillness of the rainbow and the colors play in the green meadow where is humanity and peace 91

midnight in the garden of peace offers to this world dedication, dreams and hopes for a smile to help and make a man happy. will I gathered my tears under my eyelids not to let it flow in streams I leave my love and peace between people to be human, humanitarian solidarity and respect in the world to wear dreams to achieve in this little human universe, gestures full of kindness, in dazzling flashes offer generosity, acts of altruistic altruism ... I am a lost soul in the cosmos, I enjoy the smile of a child, I pray for fear of death ... I will flow through the inexplicable contradictions joys, pains and relief which marks the rhythm of my existence in the particularity of life. 92

international poetry antology How can you? How can you bear the cry of a child what trembles from cold and hunger? How can you bear the weight of death under armor? How can you see homeless families drowning in pain? Even the tired mountains are on the verge of exhaustion I believe in tomorrow to discover hopes in places hard to find In every corner of the world, a man is dying of tears You dream and hope for peace on earth, when some I think with my soul and dark thoughts I would like to pretend to be a tree with many branches to protect those in need, to be able to provide tomorrow's safety, To bring a ray of sunshine closer to comfort our lost souls, Let's bring smiles, joy and peace to the soul. Let's change this destiny, let's be united and love each other. Look beside you and help a troubled man. 93

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international poetry antology Loreta Toader CV- literary 19.11.1960 - Born in the Municipality of Rm.Sarat, Buzău County. I attended the courses of General School No. 1 continuing with Al.Vlahuta high school and Agro- industrial High School I attended the \"Al.Sihleanu\" Cenacle between 1975 and 1979 In 2016 I left Romania, settling in Germanya. I took German language courses and specialization as a nurse at Goethe - Institut Universität Frankfurt Appearances eCreator Magazine \"Luceafarul din Vale\" magazine \"Poems for my soul\" magazine \"Showcase with mirrors\" magazine Literary anthologies 1. Column of love - 2. Anthology of the World Poetry Championship 3. I dreamed of Nichita 4. The \"eCreator\" Anthology Cycle 5. Anthology Hourglass with feelings - Mariana Moga Literary debut: In 2018 with the volume of poetry \"The story of a thought\" under the auspices of the publishing house \"eCreator\" Four volumes of poetry followed at the same publishing house: - Definition in Blue 95

midnight in the garden of peace - I'll put thoughts in your soul - You're my September - I'm a scattered thought Another volume of poetry published by Contraste Culturale - Giurgiu followed: Painting poems in the soul. I participated in poetry competitions where I obtained diplomas - Excellence Award - World Poetry Championship -2019 Bucharest - Special Jury Prize - European Poetry Championship - 2020 Sacele - Brasov - Cultural Romania Award 2021 - Mention - \"Flight to leafless stars\" 2021 - Diploma of excellence \"World Poetry Championship 2021\" - The title of \"Ambassador of Poetry -Ladies of Metaphor\" - Diploma of Excellence and Merit of Excellence for the promotion of Romanian culture in the world - \"Poems for my soul\" magazine Numerous diplomas in recognition of poetry awarded by virtual poetry groups in the Republic of Colombia, Bangladesh. gift I keep the light as a gift Of finding the right thought My song soothes me with grace The gentleness of the pure soul I keep the light in the dark Through the black night a guide And your eyes on the pious The clear blue diffuse 96

international poetry antology I look at the light with hope Peace begging to God And I cry every morning, Lord, thank you for being me! The light of peace God, it's too cold outside Too many dark thoughts And too much rain Hopes dried up in grays Mix colors and dreams in us God, it's too deserted outside The world is deserted, Sift the bedding The wind can be heard in the streets What a hiss in the tumult God burns the earth too much The Universe weeps through fire and weapons People drained of strength Beg the Universe In the evening prayer God, the pain is too great And the pain too acute God bless you 97

midnight in the garden of peace The eternity of light Just like in the beginning! covenant In your absence I kept the words; one crazy thought told me to throw them away, another urged me to gather them as the flowers gather their dew in the morning. I hesitated not knowing what to do... Slowly, slowly the feelings took over the saddened soul urging him to dream - you were by my side; I stroked your black hair smelling of jasmine and musk; the lips of the rose moved almost imperceptibly drawing a - I love you, fearful and yet so desired. I kissed your eyes, a blue miracle pouring out their gentleness and love. What would I have wanted more? !!! The moments spent next to you are a real imperial paradise. We clothed our love with the starry mantle of the night, falling asleep in its peace and quiet. The hours have passed, when? At dawn they drew my dream - you were gone, but the memory of a summer night and the smell of your hair remained. In my soul I will keep the aroma of jasmine and musk for next summer. 98