Santosh Kalwar's Blog, page 25

In his new book, entitled, "The Warrior," a young Nepalese poet from Chitwan, Nepal has published collection of twenty-five poems on war.



Lappeenranta, Finland, June 22, 2010 --(PR.com)-- Lulu Press, Inc. is proud to present "The Warrior" by Santosh Kalwar from Lappeenranta, Finland.



The Warrior is a collection of twenty-five delicate war poems. The book describes many aspects of warrior's life. In some poems, author maintains an ironic tone. The simplicity of individual words may be elusiv...

Every new submission teaches you something, every now and then. Today, I learned that every editor has their own taste on poetry. The Goodnews is, one short poem, entitled, "A Journey" is accepted by Hanging Moss Journal.



So, the editor I am talking about is: Steve Meador



Steve is popular, National Book Award and Pulitzer- nominated poet his golden words impacts nearly every reader!



I always recommend reading poetry before writing poetry. Therefore, If you are interested, please do read St...

The main conclusion arrived at in this work, namely, that man is descended from some lowly-organized form, will, I regret to think, be highly distasteful to many persons. But there can hardly be a doubt that we are descended from barbarians. The astonishment which I felt on first seeing a party of Fuegians on a wild and broken shore will never be forgotten by me, for the reflection at once rushed into my mind - such were our ancestors. These men were absolutely naked and bedaubed with paint, ...

"I am your reflection"



Where are you going? Everywhere

you go, you will only find me,

every streets you cross, you

will only worship me, every

time you will have any

thoughts, you will only think

about me. Do you want to know

who am I? You may think that

I am the GOD but I am not.

You may think that I am your follower

but I am not. You may think that

I am someone very close to you

but I am sorry, I am not.

Then, finally when you will not

recognize me, I will reveal

you who I am.

I am your re...

Everyday there is something happening all over the world. People are finding love and people are losing love. Somebody is betraying his best friend for women and somebody is depressed or frustrated over something.



Our political leaders are sitting in hotels making laws and policies for the country, aren't they? There is crisis or conflict everywhere. The million dollar question is not what is happening, but why are these things happening? Every morning when I wake up and read sad and...

World cup has begun.and millions will run to watch, love, expect, praise, bet, predict

…the winning team

Nobody can predict            who will be the winner

what if there wasno winner            what if there was no game

are we controlled by media?            It seems that someone iscontrolling us.

            someone has found secretto rule the crowd.            whatever …            world's attentionis focused            now…in watching football/soccer/association football

Well, well well... now it seems that I am going to get qualification for being a real "poet" ....officially. Early this morning, just woke up and checked e-mail, I found an acceptance letter from the Editor of Chiron Review for my work, entitled "In Chitwan", isn't that great news? Anyways, my excitment landed me to see what kind of journal is this... and I found following information, which might be useful for you too:



Chiron Review, a creative writing journal well known in the English...

This being human is a guest house.

Every morning a new arrival.







A joy, a depression, a meanness,



some momentary awareness comes



as an unexpected visitor.







Welcome and entertain them all!



Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,



who violently sweep your house



empty of its furniture,



still, treat each guest honorably.



He may be clearing you out



for some new delight.







The dark thought, the shame, the malice.



meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.







Be grateful for whate...

The Wiseman said, "





Expect



The



Unexpected"



The fool questioned, "



"Why?"



Both fights…



two twinkling stars



collide



up above so high







a young Finnish



women was expecting



her husband to be



wise/witty/loving/



caring/delightful/







In a lake



far across the northern



hemisphere



a curious child



was expecting



to get an acceptance



letter



from the university



which he applied







a lonesome man



was travelling



and journeying



across southern sky







Europe/America/Asia/













...

Love reaches everywhere,



so do the words and wisdom.



Yes, there are tragedies,







sorrow, pain, disaster,



and above all,



happenings…







without these



no man can survive;



without conflict



no one lives



on this planet earth







so, eventually



differences can be sorted out;



life can turn upside down







because all we have







is love to seek



and speak about.

 

 

Published: VIRGOGRAY PRESS.

Edited by: MICHAEL AARON CASARES