GLOBAL ANTHOLOGY "PEACE AGAINST WAR" by Maid Čorbić

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Content / Sadržaj FOREWORD ............................................................................................................................................................................. 8 PEACE BETWEEN NATIONS ..................................................................................................................................................... 9 UNITY AND PEACE ................................................................................................................................................................. 10 WAR AGAINST PEACE............................................................................................................................................................ 11 WAR ...................................................................................................................................................................................... 12 WAR ACROSTIC ..................................................................................................................................................................... 13 HARMONY ............................................................................................................................................................................. 14 THE TERRORIST ..................................................................................................................................................................... 15 THE BEATHE OF WARS .......................................................................................................................................................... 16 HERO OR VILLIAN .................................................................................................................................................................. 17 STOP THE WAR (ARTICLE) ..................................................................................................................................................... 18 ESCAPING WAR ..................................................................................................................................................................... 19 JUTROS .................................................................................................................................................................................. 20 KO VODA ............................................................................................................................................................................... 21 KAŽI ....................................................................................................................................................................................... 22 WINTER ................................................................................................................................................................................. 23 PEACE .................................................................................................................................................................................... 24 SPRING .................................................................................................................................................................................. 25 SLAVA UKRAJINI .................................................................................................................................................................... 26 THAT'S ENOUGH ................................................................................................................................................................... 27 ТОА Е ДОВОЛНО .................................................................................................................................................................. 28 PRAYING FOR PEACE ............................................................................................................................................................. 29 LOVE ...................................................................................................................................................................................... 30 WHY WAR ............................................................................................................................................................................. 31 CALLING PEACE ..................................................................................................................................................................... 32 RUS-UKR ................................................................................................................................................................................ 35 HAIKUS BY ARIE YANNAY BENEDEK CHAVIV ......................................................................................................................... 36 LICE NEBA (21.STOLJEĆE) ...................................................................................................................................................... 37 ΠΡΩΤΗ ΓΡΑΜΜΗ .................................................................................................................................................................. 38 FIRST LINE ............................................................................................................................................................................. 40 PLANETA SE MIRU VRAĆA ..................................................................................................................................................... 43 RATA DA NESTANE ................................................................................................................................................................ 44 PEACE .................................................................................................................................................................................... 45 2

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 RAINBOW GLOW................................................................................................................................................................... 46 SPARK IN THE DARK .............................................................................................................................................................. 47 WAR IS NOT AN OPTION ....................................................................................................................................................... 48 WHERE ARE YOU GOING THE WORLD .................................................................................................................................. 49 KRVAVI KAMEN ..................................................................................................................................................................... 51 PEACE .................................................................................................................................................................................... 52 LOUDER AND LOUDER .......................................................................................................................................................... 54 PEACE IS ................................................................................................................................................................................ 55 SENDING PRAYERS ................................................................................................................................................................ 56 HINDSIGHT ............................................................................................................................................................................ 57 SUNFLOWERS FOR UKRAINE................................................................................................................................................. 58 THE PAIN OF WAR ................................................................................................................................................................. 59 THE BOMB............................................................................................................................................................................. 60 WARSTORM .......................................................................................................................................................................... 61 [ SONG-LYRICS ] .................................................................................................................................................................... 61 MUCH CLOSER ...................................................................................................................................................................... 62 ENDTIMES ............................................................................................................................................................................. 64 24.02.2022 ............................................................................................................................................................................ 65 STOP THIS WAR ..................................................................................................................................................................... 66 MARIE JAWO ......................................................................................................................................................................... 68 WAR COMES WHEN WE PLAY WAR ...................................................................................................................................... 69 ON THE OTHER SIDE OF PEACE ............................................................................................................................................. 70 TOGETHER WE CAN .............................................................................................................................................................. 71 AMOR UNIVERSAL................................................................................................................................................................. 72 HAZ CLAMOR AHORA............................................................................................................................................................ 73 EVOLUCIÓN ........................................................................................................................................................................... 74 THREE HAIKUS BY ALJOSA VUKOVIC ..................................................................................................................................... 75 WE ARE THE SAME, YOU AND ME ........................................................................................................................................ 76 FAULT LINES .......................................................................................................................................................................... 77 HAIGA BY PRISS CAMPBELL................................................................................................................................................... 78 ONCE REMOVED ................................................................................................................................................................... 81 ARMISTICE............................................................................................................................................................................. 82 UNTIL..................................................................................................................................................................................... 84 PEACE UNFOLDS ................................................................................................................................................................... 85 STOP WAR AND LET'S LOVE .................................................................................................................................................. 86 3

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 LJUBAV NEBA I ZEMLJE ......................................................................................................................................................... 87 RIZNICA LJUBAVI ................................................................................................................................................................... 88 THE TREASURE OF LOVE ....................................................................................................................................................... 89 INVITATION FOR THIRD WORLD WAR ..WHY ....................................................................................................................... 90 THREE FLASH FICTIONS BY CHRISTOPHER T. DABROWSKI ................................................................................................... 91 BROTHERLY PROTECTOR’S; ANOTHER TROJAN HORSE ........................................................................................................ 92 LET ME CRY FOR PEACE ........................................................................................................................................................ 93 YOU SHOULD STOP ............................................................................................................................................................... 94 PEACE .................................................................................................................................................................................... 95 WHEN THE GUNS ARE QUIET ................................................................................................................................................ 96 WAR HEROES, PEACE VILLAINS ............................................................................................................................................. 97 APEL ...................................................................................................................................................................................... 98 LOVE FOR WORLD PEACE...................................................................................................................................................... 99 I DREAM .............................................................................................................................................................................. 100 HOW TO COOK PEACE?....................................................................................................................................................... 101 WE PREFER .......................................................................................................................................................................... 102 WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? .................................................................................................................................................... 103 FREEDOM ............................................................................................................................................................................ 104 HAIKUS BY BINOD DAWADI ................................................................................................................................................ 105 CONFLICT WORLD ............................................................................................................................................................... 106 FREEDOM CRIES OUT OF .................................................................................................................................................... 110 STOP RATU .......................................................................................................................................................................... 113 PITANJE ............................................................................................................................................................................... 114 HUMANITY PREVAILS NOT WARS ....................................................................................................................................... 115 ZAMLČALA KAŤUŠA ............................................................................................................................................................. 116 UZMI PERO U RUKU ............................................................................................................................................................ 117 ROTTEN SPRING .................................................................................................................................................................. 118 WILD INTERROGATIONS ..................................................................................................................................................... 119 RETURNING TO CENTER ...................................................................................................................................................... 120 ARTS FOR PEACE ................................................................................................................................................................. 121 LOST CAT ............................................................................................................................................................................. 128 R UK..................................................................................................................................................................................... 129 WHERE IS THE LOVE ............................................................................................................................................................ 131 APEL ZA MIR ........................................................................................................................................................................ 132 WHAT IS GOOD ABOUT WAR .............................................................................................................................................. 133 4

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE OTHER TOY SOLDIERS .................................................................................................................................................. 134 IMMIGRANTS ...................................................................................................................................................................... 135 TREES & FEATHERS ............................................................................................................................................................. 136 AURORA GOLD .................................................................................................................................................................... 137 THE GOLDEN BIRD .............................................................................................................................................................. 139 THE WINGED WHITE ........................................................................................................................................................... 141 AGAIN THIS SPRING ............................................................................................................................................................ 142 MESSAGE TO A DICTATOR .................................................................................................................................................. 143 BERICHT AAN EEN DICTATOR.............................................................................................................................................. 144 DESIRED WORLD ................................................................................................................................................................. 145 IGNITE SOULS ...................................................................................................................................................................... 147 MY TIRED EYES .................................................................................................................................................................... 148 PEACE AND TRAGEDY ......................................................................................................................................................... 149 SAY NO TO WAR.................................................................................................................................................................. 150 WOMEN’S DAY CELEBRATION ............................................................................................................................................ 151 RED POPPIES ....................................................................................................................................................................... 152 NEMIR I MIR ........................................................................................................................................................................ 153 FIORIRANNO IN LIBERTÀ ..................................................................................................................................................... 154 ASPETTANDO PRIMAVERA COME BAMBINI ....................................................................................................................... 155 EUPHORIC SPIRITS............................................................................................................................................................... 156 PEN AGAINST WAR ............................................................................................................................................................. 157 THREE HAIKUS BY ADRIAN BETITA ...................................................................................................................................... 158 ZAŠTO RAT .......................................................................................................................................................................... 159 KRV I SUZE ........................................................................................................................................................................... 160 RUSSIAN TANKS .................................................................................................................................................................. 161 BATTLE AFTER THE WAR ..................................................................................................................................................... 163 PIECE OF PEACE................................................................................................................................................................... 164 ART OF PEACE ..................................................................................................................................................................... 165 UKRANIAN NIGHT IN THE WAR........................................................................................................................................... 166 UKRAIN WAR AROUND THE WORLD .................................................................................................................................. 167 IN THE STREETS OF UKRAINE .............................................................................................................................................. 168 A QUESTION ........................................................................................................................................................................ 169 SLAUGHTERFIELD ................................................................................................................................................................ 170 HEROJ .................................................................................................................................................................................. 171 LET PEACE REIGN ................................................................................................................................................................ 172 5

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ARMAGEDDON ................................................................................................................................................................... 173 HAIKUS BY SHIV RAJ PRADHAN ........................................................................................................................................... 174 THERE’S A KIND OF SPIRIT .................................................................................................................................................. 176 ONE DAY.............................................................................................................................................................................. 177 CANNOT WE ........................................................................................................................................................................ 178 THE TRIGGERS OF WAR....................................................................................................................................................... 179 KHARKIV IS BEING BOMBED ............................................................................................................................................... 180 MY UKRAINIAN GRANDMOTHER ........................................................................................................................................ 182 HEART OF UKRAINE............................................................................................................................................................. 183 THE UKRAINIAN REVELATION ............................................................................................................................................. 184 A SPRINGING SPRING .......................................................................................................................................................... 186 DEMISING THE VICIOUS ONE .............................................................................................................................................. 187 CROPPING YOU OUT, POLUDNITSA .................................................................................................................................... 188 I’M CRYING FOR YOU, UKRAINE.......................................................................................................................................... 189 TODAY, THE HEART OF FORMOSA BROKE .......................................................................................................................... 190 2022 .................................................................................................................................................................................... 191 THE HAPPENING BY LEILA SAMARRAI AND LAWAL JIMOH, LJ, L27 .................................................................................... 192 SAMARRA ............................................................................................................................................................................ 194 HUMANITY .......................................................................................................................................................................... 199 CHANGE YOUR MIND .......................................................................................................................................................... 200 SERVING NATURE................................................................................................................................................................ 201 ŽELIMO PASTIRE MIRA ........................................................................................................................................................ 202 STOP THE WAR.................................................................................................................................................................... 203 ZAUSTAVITE RAT ................................................................................................................................................................. 204 THE BEAUTY OF THE EVENING ............................................................................................................................................ 205 ฀฀฀฀฀฀- ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀- ০১ ....................................................................................................................................... 206 WOMEN'S DAY .................................................................................................................................................................... 208 WOMEN'S DAY SECOND POEM .......................................................................................................................................... 209 WOMEN'S DAY THIRD POEM .............................................................................................................................................. 210 ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀- ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ....................................................................................................... 211 POETS FOR PEACE ............................................................................................................................................................... 212 LIMERICK ONE ..................................................................................................................................................................... 213 LIMERICK TWO .................................................................................................................................................................... 214 ПЕСМА НАС ЈЕ ОДРЖАЛА! ................................................................................................................................................ 215 PEACE .................................................................................................................................................................................. 216 6

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PAZ ...................................................................................................................................................................................... 217 WITNESS TERROR THROUGH MY EYES ............................................................................................................................... 218 PEACE .................................................................................................................................................................................. 219 TUGA IMA CRNU BOJU LICA ............................................................................................................................................... 220 MIR-BOGOM DAN ............................................................................................................................................................... 221 MI DJECA ............................................................................................................................................................................. 222 PRAVO NA MIR:MIR I ZNAČENJE PRAVA NA MIR ............................................................................................................... 223

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022

FOREWORD I am very glad that we are all in one place and I am happy to write about peace. Peace is the most sacred thing we know since we were born and we believe that the greatest happiness is to continue to build ourselves in the best light. Yes, this is what we need today more than ever and we must believe that happiness is our goal of justification and the key to happiness that must not rob us so lightly. According to all this, we have only one mind, to constantly transform peace into the most beautiful epochs of the world and not to allow others to make war happen. None of us can understand why war occurs, but we must know that all the things we feel we can share with everyone who once per. With written traces, everything is easier and we know that our world is beautiful if we create it in the place of the future. We must know that peace is all we need and that the meaning of our existence is only happiness and joy, nothing else. Because we still believe that dreams must be justified, and that all the words we want to say are only from us until tomorrow. The meaning of our existence is the word that is woven from the most beautiful existence and we cannot be everything we are not. Peace is the meaning of life. and this anthology shows us that anything is possible when we least hope and have to fight for unity. The goal of our anthology is to show people today everything is as black as others say, rather than having to fight for fuck but also for other people around us. Peace in Ukraine must be achieved and that is why we are fighting with all our might to make this anthology reach people in need and one day to read our works. We are all just winners and our story can and should be Therefore, our faith will be a support to all those who dream of the world can be the way we want to present it and everything will be fine. And people are such today that they can say nothing but hate. We have to live every day as if it were the last and we must not tell ourselves that our times are nothing because everything we dream and build is just a thought of happiness that will not be easy disturbed. We have everything we dream and want and so we know that our world is good. War is what still prevents us from doing whatever we want, but we must know that our happiness is greatest if we certainly share all our knowledge with everyone who is ourselves and do not allow ourselves to be half the time. War must not be laughed at, but we must realize that our permanence and our deeds speak louder than anything in this world. And our deeds are if we create peace for the future, if we create a call for existence. Because love must live forever and that is the motto of this competition in which beautiful works are woven and I am grateful to many, but also an inspiration to continue to hang out as we used to. Because the written trace makes us happier than ever before. May peace live, share love with everyone and rejoice in this anthology.

With respect, Maid Čorbić Organizer of the "Peace against War"

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PEACE BETWEEN NATIONS By Ashish K Pathak When two nations are neighbors and one easy soul they have ear to hear each other even in silence they know each others nerve not getting mad at each other; Times may be sad and little locked up But when they knock other on their door other comes outside to welcome other inside and that's the cure for the peace for the sure. Ashish K Pathak is Assistant teacher at Middle school Sarha, Dharhara block in Munger District of Bihar province . He has got a letter of appreciation from president of India for his poem. He is regular contributor in world's foremost literary magazine Revista poetica Azahar. He has also contributed his article in world book 'complexion based discrimination'. He has contributed his writings in over thirty international and world anthologies.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 UNITY AND PEACE By Binod Dawadi Let’s end these wars, Let’s end this selfishness, Why shoot and kill the people? In the name of the superior and inferior, They can’t get any things, From destroying the life’s of people, Instead wars can lead, People in the path of the darkness, There life could be full of traumas, They can’t live very much happily, To whom to blame? By showing strength to the weaker, By massacre and, By violence who can live happily, So, please end these hates, Instead love each other, Be good and kind, Love each other, Bring unity and celebrate each other’s cultures, Live in the harmony, We can look at the history, Wars only kill the people, Burn the houses, Only brings the destruction, Wars has only negative effects so, End this useless, absurdist wars, Instead love and care each other, Be good love each other feeling humanity, Help and support each other, And bring unity and peace in the country and live.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WAR AGAINST PEACE By Binod Dawadi Why you are doing useless wars ? I don't know why ? They are inventing the guns, bombs, fighter planes, To destroy another nation, Is killing is only reason and destroying is only purpose of this war ? I think other also may think in the same way, We have seen already first, second world wars, There many people are bombarded and killed, Why do people do these nonsense activities, I can't motivate or stop this wars from my words, But also I am trying to make conscious to the people about wars, They should love, care and bring peace, Then only they can live happily in their life, Neither then if they can't stop the war no one, Will be alive in the earth one day, Nothing will be remains after the wars, Why are their minds not working ? Stop the wars and bring the peace, I can't fulfill the aims and demands of the attackers, But also my voices can give some moral lesson to them.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WAR By Binod Dawadi What is war ? I gave the answer the killing of the people, Destroying the houses, Doing cold blood murdering, The people are using their machines, As well as their all efforts, They are using their minds, In the useless works, Who will educate to those foolish people, What are they thinking of these things, Why are they killing and murdering, Destroying the world, They are using their powers, To dominate and hate others, To destroy others houses, They thought they can get, What they wanted in their life, From this war, Why are they doing so ? Please stop the war, By destroying others houses or life's, You too will be died, One day like that, God is watching and monitoring your works, From the heaven, So, alert in your works, Love other nations, Live in peace and harmony, End this war, From this world for forever.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WAR ACROSTIC By Binod Dawadi W - ithout permission killing murdering, A - Iways creating fearful environment, R - eason to show powers upon others also to dominate and hate others.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HARMONY By Binod Dawadi It's end this wars, The attacks, murdering, Stop to for streams of bloods, Don't keep knife, weapons, Upon the neck of others, Love other people, As well as create peace, Live in the harmony.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE TERRORIST By Binod Dawadi Who is the terrorist ? Who doesn't away the laws and rules, Of the country, Who go murdering, kidnapping, Who built bombs, guns, To kill another nation's people, Why are they becoming terrorist and, Carrying the guns in their hands, Killing the people, Burning the houses, Creating the world wars, Terrorist you pick pen instead of guns, To make your future better, You choose to be a hero or a villain.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE BEATHE OF WARS By Binod Dawadi There are wars here and there, The attacking, killing others, No one is happy here, They are taking their last breathe in the wars, People are thing when this war will finish, They are praying for the God to stop this, So, they are taking last breathe of wars, Hoping one day it will finish and happiness will come.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HERO OR VILLIAN By Binod Dawadi Create wars you will be villain in front of the people, You kill people, Attack weak people steal their lifes, You do any criminal works, All will hate and dominate at your works, Also you will be given your name as villain, Present as well as in the future, Everyone will hate you, Your aim and dreams can't be fulfilled, If you will end this wars, You will teach the importance of, The peace and harmony to the world, You will improve all the life's of the people, From their works, Then you will be called hero, You will be remembered by your works, In the present, past and future, Now choose you want to be hero or a villain?

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 STOP THE WAR (ARTICLE) By Binod Dawadi Stop the war. The wars are destroying many places. Many historical monuments, many houses as well as many families. People are using their mind in the field of Science and technology. They are creating the new machines which are making the life easier and very much comfortable. People get gift of Science by their inventions they care diseases. Live in a peace. They don't have to walk. Their all the things are done by the machines. They are becoming lazy and cruel from this. But there are also some of the disadvantages of this Science and technology. They were creating the atom bomb and killing more than three billion people in the world wars in the history. Such killing caused making people traumatized and the prey of the depression. They also do the sucidies. So, these wars has only the negative causes. People will lose their families, relatives. They become orphans. Their life becomes useless without the friends as well as the families. From wars and bomb blasts, from shooting what will people will get at the end I want to ask them. To feel superior and inferior is not the matter of creating the wars. So please stop these useless nonsense wars. These can't give happiness as well as satisfaction in the life. Instead of using mind in making the guns, bullets, bombs, tanks. Use your mind in the writing and thinking about the knowledge of the world. So stop the wars. Live in a peace live a happier life. He is Binod Dawadi from Purano Naikap 13, Kathmandu, Nepal. He has completed his Master’s Degree From Tribhuvan University in Major English. He likes to read and write literary forms. He has created many poems and stories. His hobbies are reading, writing, singing, watching movies, traveling, gardening, etc. He likes pets. He is a creative man he does not spends his time by doing nothing. He is always helping for the poor people. He can’t see the troubles and obstacles of the people. He believes that from the writing and from the art it is possible to change the knowledge and perspectives of the people towards any things. He loves his country Nepal very much. He has known many cultures of his country as well as foreign countries. He is always thinking wisely towards any things. He solves his problems by using his mind. He dreams to be a great man in his life.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ESCAPING WAR By Antoniette Dy Tubale All I want is a peaceful life Living with a spontaneous Relationship to anyone in the world. Everyone is already fighting The daily encountered battles of life Is it isn’t enough to end this war of the world? Causing by greediness, corruptions, And power in politics, those things Ignites the inner desire which bring so many conflicts with the whole nations, Which in that may lead to misunderstandings And having a fire and war to begin, Civilian people are being affected Fleeing to save themselves from a life threatening war. Having less privilege life There's nowhere to run Once the bomb explode In the nearby places of your home. Death is waving and soon embracing You to leave out your soul from your body Escaping war is the most tragic moment of your life.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 JUTROS By Nada Matovic Neobična ptica htjela je k meni ne vidjevši da je prozor zatvoren. Tupo je o staklo udarila, ko malo dijete pijukala. Uplašena drhtala je, ali ipak je na prozoru ostala. Bacila sam joj mrvice bajatog hljeba. Pogledavši me zahvalno, prhnula je s mrvicom na daleki put. A ja i dalje držim otvoren prozor s malo slame, u nadi da će opet doći da nas obje ugrije.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 KO VODA By Nada Matovic Let si mi bila po leđima, lakirala usne umjesto noktiju, pljujući u šaku ko neobična ptičurina. Po rebrima mojim tražila si boju svoje pjesme, ko da voda novina može biti. Pod pritiskom svih bijelih zabluda, istraživala si mi šake da slučajno na njima nešto novo ne piše. Pod tvojim krilom dosanjah nebo. I na kraju svega, na početku kraja, mahnula si mi i počela da tečeš baš ko voda da si. Oko, čije li si sada? Moje, tvoje, naše? Svemira ili nemira? Koga sada vidiš, čije li te suze plaše? Jedan korak, pa drugi, pa treći... Neko nekome dođe, neko od nekoga ode. I tako dan za danom, godina za godinom, ćutanje za ćutanjem. I tebi i meni su dolazili i odlazili. I ti i ja smo odlazili i dolazili. I uvijek nam kažu - život je to i da dolazak osmijeh nosi, tugu lomi, dok odlazak na tugu sluti. Mora li osmijeh tuga da smijeni? Zato uvijek s osmjehom ka sreći koračam, jedan korak, drugi, treći... I ja - dolazim, a ti?

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 KAŽI By Nada Matovic Kaži - thank you!, iako to možda neće biti hvala, jer riječi izgrađuju čovjeka, a ne čovjek riječi. Kaži - volim te! I love you, iako to možda puno ne znači. Kaži nešto lijepo što u ljubavi istinu traži. Kaži mnogo toga, a prećuti samo ono što može da boli, Jer čovjek može da živi samo ako nesebično voli. Kaži samo, molim te, kaži... Ne tražim uslove niti ih dajem, samo hoću da izgovorim ljubav onu koja nikog povrijediti neće. Neću da radim ništa što kratko je, jer život je najbolji roman čiji kraj nećeš naći ni ispod mrtvog mora. Niko nas nije upozorio. Kraj svijeta je na kraju knjige. Ti znaš da sve tako počinje. Jedem izgubljenu pomorandžu koja na kafu miriše. Dok sve je van domašaja i mimo nas prolazi, a mi gubimo ravnotežu. Svjesno želim dlanom dotaći zvijezde. Živi umiremo, a još nas niko ne upozori na postojanje smrti. A ona je još jedno novo rođenje. Oprezna sam u predviđanju svijeta, a i pjesme. Ipak, nijesu sve knjige spalili, i one mirišu na te iste pomorandže. U prošlosti sve se desilo slučajno. Ipak ponekad izgubimo kontrolu i nad sobom i nad životom našim. Ali bar ne dozvolimo da nam život bude trula pomorandžina kora.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WINTER By Abdulloh Abdulmominov Silver Winter has come again, Kids flying sled. We make Christmas, We play snowballs. They hit my window, The sound of a bitter winter. Invites you to the new year, The playful word of the snow. Tales told by my mother. Great from each other My mother tells fairy tales Leads to good Tales of generations Pillars in the future We tell my mom Thank you very much We get it from fairy tales Examples of goodness We will ask again Stories, proverbs

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PEACE By Abdulloh Abdulmominov May there always be peace, Let there be no war. May our country be beautiful, Rejoice, our people. Wherever you go, always, Do good to you. They say that even the ancestors, The near future is you. Always in our country, It’s a wedding, it’s a spectacle. Tulips on the hill, Come on guys. We celebrate, Now you guys. In our independent hands When we live happily. Alisher Navoi How many years, how many centuries, No matter how much time passes. Navoi our ancestor, The world remembers. Great epics, The rabbis are ghazals. It’s all a world, Beautifull than each other. My heart is full of dreams, If my poem finds value. If I could write like my grandfather, At least one line.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 SPRING By Abdulloh Abdulmominov When spring comes, the environment wakes up, The wind blows softly. The whole nature wakes up, You are welcome to my people. Scattering the scent of tulips, You fly smoothly in the mountains. In the beautiful sky in the wide field, Our sheet is still flying. Flying spring again, Stay in this miraculous land. Make our tongues involuntary, Take my love. I, Abdumominov Abdulloh, was born on November 29, 2008 in Tashkent. At the age of five I began to study oriental and literature, read books. From a young age he was fond of literature. I started writing stories when I was ten, and my stories have been translated into many languages and published in many countries, I participated in international competitions and won prizes. The purpose of writing a story is to instill in children a sense of time and culture. His works have been published in newspapers, magazines and websites of Uzbekistan. It has also been published in Russia, Pakistan, India, Kazakhstan, Dagestan, Indonesia, Israel, Africa, Belgium, Romania, America, Argentina, China. Also published in Russian, English, Kazakh, Indonesian, Irvitic, Romanian, Spanish, Chinese. Coordinator for Uzbekistan of the African newspaper Kenya Times, Indian magazine Namaste India Magazine. Abdulloh Abdumominov is 13 years old. Young writer.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 SLAVA UKRAJINI By Nikola Simic Tonin Bože Veliki jedini čuvaj Ukrajinu. Slava Ukrajini! U slavi pradjedova, U kiši ratnoga plamena, U sivim maglama mržnje agresora, Bože Veliki jedini čuvaj Ukrajinu. Slava Ukrajini! Pečat na čelo utisnula bol. Suzu u oku. Bože Veliki jedini čuvaj Ukrajinu. Slava Ukrajini! Sinovi i kćeri Ukrajine, Jure u kišu vatre i gvožđa. Bože Veliki jedini čuvaj Ukrajinu. Slava Ukrajini! Svoji na svojoj grudi, Suza otpora i gnjeva blista im u oku. Bože Veliki jedini čuvaj Ukrajinu. Slava Ukrajini! Grmljavina agresorskoga teškoga oružja Para dušu. Bože Veliki jedini čuvaj Ukrajinu. Slava Ukrajini! Prijeteći digao se crn oblak Zaklonio sunce. Bože Veliki jedini čuvaj Ukrajinu. Slava Ukrajini! Orao i sijao je zemlju Ukrajinac I za najvećih oluja. Bože Veliki jedini čuvaj Ukrajinu. Slava Ukrajini! Zablistati će na zelenim i sunčanim sagovima slobode Svaka gruda Ukrajinske zemlje. Bože Veliki jedini čuvaj Ukrajinu. Slava Ukrajini!

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THAT'S ENOUGH By Eta Mersimi How many conflicts wars, have passed, how many wounds, inflicted, displaced, inflicted sorrow on houses in black wrapped in the World. Why are the great powers not thinking what it's like to hurt a child, what it's like when you attack smaller than yourself. Has Ukraine not suffered enough, the Chernobyl disaster is still causing trouble? Enough of COVID 19 and his descendants Enough of hatred and violence There are enough wars around the world Think of children and youth Think of homes in black wrapped. Are the claws of weapons around your neck better instead of hugging friends, leaving their homes Doesn't the thought hurt you? That it is your home, which your family deserts. Enough of everything, please turn the pages of reconciliation, do not allow the destruction of life of children and youths nowhere in World I plead on the name of all mother Please!!!!!

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ТОА Е ДОВОЛНО By Eta Mersimi Колку конфликти војни поминаа, колку рани, нанесени, раселени, нанесени тага куќи во црно завиткани во Светот. Зошто големите сили не размислуваат како е да повредиш дете, како е кога напаѓаш помал од себе. Дали Украина не претрпе доволно, катастрофата во Чернобил се уште предизвикува проблеми? Доста е од COVID 19 и неговите потомци Доста е со омраза и насилство Има доволно војни низ светот Размислете за децата и младите Помислете на домови во црно завиткани. Дали ви се подобри канџите од оружјето околу вратот наместо да ги гушкате пријателите, оставајќи ги своите домови Не те боли помислата? дека тоа е вашиот дом, кој вашето семејство го напушта. Доста е од се, ве молам свртете ги страниците на помирувањето, не дозволувајте уништување на животот на децата и младите никаде во светот Се молам во името на сите мајки Ве молам!!!!! A pigeon is sitting on a small branch don't let it hurt, "Instead of a bullet from a firearm Send a white dove flower ,, ,, На мала гранка седи гулаб не дозволувај да го раниш,, „Наместо куршум од огнено оружје Испрати цвет по бел гулаб.,, , Sabaheta Eta Mersimi, born 1956 living at village Zitose _ North Macedonia, married, mother of 4 lovly childrens and 7 grandchildrens. Pensioner, humanist,,, BORKA,, for human rights of women. and marginilizing groups in rural area. Her hobbies from an early age are reading, writing poetry,creativity, Hobby writing, Isolation and Illness of COVID, 19 awakened my desires and participation in various groups at home I amI foreigners, from which came the thank-you note, diploma certificate. First participation in the anthology „Dance with death“, and then, regjale, Opa June 2021,, reseetrese 21 „International Festival_Gostivar „ Prayers 1200 ,, and the first independent Collection of Data Poetry, called ,, Imagination ,,. great enthusiast, sociability communicativeness, tirelessness, optimistic outlook on life rejoices and is satisfied with small things, draws themes and her inspiration is imagined st from the life of each individual, life, through encounters Communications come deep from the soul Painted on pieces of paper.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PRAYING FOR PEACE By Sarah Rachel Ramphal War can never be the answer It is a curse to humanity The pain, the suffering The innocent blood shed The cries, the sorrow The destruction, the fear Can you hear it? Can you see it? Can you feel it? It is heartbreaking Knowing that nothing else Can be done from my end But to plead and pray That war comes to an end That humanity sees and feels And knows what peace can be So please join me in this plea As we just pray for peace To reign through our lands.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 LOVE By Sarah Rachel Ramphal Only love can heal the world If we put aside the love for power Only then we can begin to heal As we show acts of kindness For one another across the globe No race, no religion, no color All created equally in one image Beautiful we are when united Humanity living in harmony No wars, no blood shed, no suffering A beautiful world sharing and caring A paradise here on earth it will be

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WHY WAR By Sarah Rachel Ramphal I can't understand Why must we war So many innocent Loving beings Their lives being taken away At the hands of guns Bombs, missiles Like thunder, like lightening The noise, the horror The air is filled with fear Women, children The young, the old The suffering the face Please why can't this stop Why can't we live in peace Put an end to all war. Sarah Rachel Ramphal born on 9th October 1981 is the 7th child of eight siblings. She is from the island if Trinidad and Tobago. She is all for peace and unity. Her passion is writing to help heal herself and others whilst spreading the message of peace and goodwill. She wishes to continue this journey as long as possible.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 CALLING PEACE By Dipanjan Bhattacharjee Imbecile art thou! Buried wisdom heaves, For this a voyage o'er gory lands of death. Wherefore dost thy hands axe the branch thou perch? Humanity ain't triumphant in arms of distorted faith. Thou battle days for a great conquest, And grab lands off to thy rever'd name. Thou fete delight over earthen swathes, And capture soil in tinseled frames. A thousand graves beneath thy feet, Slumber drenched in anguished rains. And their souls in vengeful fires, Burn each hour of grave disdain. Dost thou feel for the bereft father, Departing sans his willing heart? His beloved beau too mourns aloud, As she witnesses her souls depart. No promises true shall e'er return, Her lost old days of happy hours. A mournful corpse that breathes perhaps, Shall stand oblivious to fulgent flowers. O Knight of the world; as thou perceive, What seekest thou from a defunct land? Soil? Trees? Skies or clouds? Or caskets with corpses entombed in sands? Thou nestle gaily in castle of pearls, And breathe each day in regal air. What foes for thou in the frailest attires; Proclaim e'er their felonious share? Stop for a while! Hither behold, Flooded faces in ocean of tears. What sin thou call for the tittle wean With roseate eyes and ebony smears? Let 'em breathe; o duke of honor! For; they're all parts of noble mankind. Thou art the king and none shalt revolt, And none shalt cater varied thoughts in mind.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Of wars thou must behold a day, Crumbled ruins of a civilization. Bare streets and barren fields, Shalt be a part of thy regal possession. Ah! Dost thou truly call a war? Frail art they with timid demeanor. Yet brave to the foes for one last chance, Offer 'em love and petals of honour. Seekest thou a perpetual surrender, Thralldom thine must rein 'em all. And evermore thy brutal wand, Shalt lash 'em off from spring to fall. Lo! Thinkest thou for a moment or two, Dost thou seek o'er corpses a rein? Or o'er crumbled houses and roads? Wherefore fete a phoney win? Lust of power and kingship rule, And thus doth thy somnolent soul. Awaken to the birds and behold the world, Corpses ain't e'er thy rever'd goal. Proclaim triumph o'er hearts galore, Where each man shalt worship thou. Let 'em surrender all for love, And offer to thee their solemn vow. Peace must enshroud this mortal crust, With posies shower from yonder skies. Thy Knighthood shalt hold true for eons, And God must bless thee in disguise. There's a world aft renouncing cages, Where the nymphs serve bliss to each. But to the ones too blind of wealth, Heaven's door stays off the reach. And this bard of words and thoughts, Offer to thee his verses wise. This ain't his but the voice of God, Behold o duke with thy soul's true eyes. Stop the fire and let brooks flow, Let each visage smile again. The holy Lord from his abode, Shalt bless thy soul with His divine rain.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Dipanjan Bhattacharjee is an engineer by profession and a writer by passion. He hails from the state of Jharkhand in India. He has completed his B.Tech in ELECTRONICS AND INSTRUMENTATION Engineering in 2016. He has been into literature since his school days. To be specific he first explored his abilities when he was in his seventh standard. Writing simultaneously in 3 languages namely English, Bengali and Hindi makes him a distinguished figure. He has been felicitated by various national and international literary communities. He has also been felicitated with the Next Generation Writer Award for the year 2021 from ContentWrep. He has been conferred several awards and recognitions from Sri Lanka, UK, France, Australia and many other nations. He is an expert in 30 plus International Poetry Forms till date. He is published in several national and international magazines and is a published author of seven plus solo books and thirty plus anthologies.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 RUS-UKR By Azeez Surajudeen At the war of gun Where bomb and bazooka sound scary As the sky covered with smoke of flame From the machines that speaks fire. I can see wandering ghosts Moving around with pain of their homelessness As the embassy away from the atmosphere is locked Merciless orders rock In his scary tone like a roaring lion Bold and loud voice rings Kill them all All soldiers marching in their boot Oh My God! Eyes squeezed to cry May is the tear can form an ocean And wash me away from the land The heart bleeds of sorrow As the dirge are sing with pain. Oh, God of creation, Direct out noble cause For the price is extreme to pay Life and properties are burn to suffer While the path to go remains unclear And the mind is in doubt. I am Azeez Surajudeen Olatunde by name, post graduate student in Federal University of griculture Abeokuta, Ogun State, Nigeria studying production economics. I am also a poet whose passion for writing was ignited by bully from friends. Since then, I have written thousands of topics and awards winner from different nternational poetic platforms. Some of my poetic works have been published in international magazines and books.My interest to promote humanity leads me to serve in different capacity building and leadership positions from my primary school education till date.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HAIKUS BY ARIE YANNAY BENEDEK CHAVIV by Arie Yannay Benedek Chaviv sounds of the missiles Shredding all names’ meanings Blood is not a word .‫אל לי לפחד‬ .‫הפחד הוא קוטל התבונה‬ .‫פחד הוא המוות הקטן המביא כליון מוחלט‬ .‫אעמוד בפני פחדי‬ .‫אניח לו לחלוף דרכי ובעדי‬ .‫ אפנה בעיני רוחי לראות את נתיבו‬,‫וכשיעבור‬ .‫ לא יהיה דבר‬,‫במקום שעבר הפחד‬ ‫חולית‬-‫ פרנק הרברט‬/ ".‫רק אני אשאר‬ My name is Arie Yannay Benedek Chaviv.I am 67 years old, a teacher in a high school. I teach Literature and Philosophy. I was born in Israel, Jerusalem to parents that immigrated from Romania and Turkey. I studied Literature and Philosophy at the Hebrew University and Theater at Tel Aviv University. Married 2 children 4 grandchildren.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 LICE NEBA (21.STOLJEĆE) By Karmen Han Sakrilo je Nebo svoje lice Da ne gleda napuštene ulice taj posloženi strah što ulazi u još jedno buđenje Oči Svijeta ne prepoznaje Njime koračaju maske Obojane hladnim dahom zime A trebalo je biti proljeće Pogled traži sretno lice Ne vidi se Hladno je Mrak se uvukao iza zavjese Glazba se ne čuje Tišina krikom odjekuje Ne čuju se ni ptice jer I Nebo je izgubilo svoje lice! Karmen Han, rođena sam u Njemačkoj, 11. veljače, 1974. Godine.Živim i radim u Zagrebu.Inspiraciju za pjesme pronalazim u prirodi i u društvenim događanjima Nastojim pretočiti emocije kroz pjesmu I emocijom dotaknuti čitatelja. Pjesme objavljujem na društvenim mrežama.2020 godine, u vlastitoj nakladi objavila sam prvu zbirku, Vatromet emocija putopisi jedne duše.Do sada sam sudjelovala u 18 zajedničkih zbirki poezije.2021 godine objavljujem svoju drugu zbirku poezije Pjesma na dar, nakladnika Kultura Snova.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ΠΡΩΤΗ ΓΡΑΜΜΗ By Kapardeli Eftichia Είκοσι τρία χρόνια μετά τον τελευταίο πόλεμο της Ευρώπης Οι σειρήνες του πολέμου χτυπούν και πάλι Ουκρανία –Ρωσία Ο φόβος οδηγεί τις χώρες στην σύγκρουση Εικόνες πολέμου που κολλούν για πάντα στα μάτια μου Βαθιά θλίψη, σε αποχαιρετισμούς Ένας στρατιώτης αποχαιρετά την μικρή του κόρη, σπαρακτικά Ζούμε του πολέμου τον παραλογισμό για άλλη μια φορά Ο ήχος των βομβαρδισμών μοιάζει τρομακτικός Για άλλη μια φορά η Ευρώπη στο απόλυτο χάος και την απειλή Που είναι η Παγκόσμια Ειρήνη ,η αδελφοσύνη !!!!!!!!!!! Νεκροί ,Τραυματίες ,Άμαχοι ,Παιδιά ,Συγγενείς ,Συμμαθητές ,Φίλοι KAPARDELI EFTICHIA –GREECE –PATRA Και οι σειρήνες δεν σταμάτησαν να τρυπούν τα αυτιά μας Ουκρανία ματωμένη ,στου πολέμου την φρίκη πύραυλοι πέφτουν συνεχώς στις πόλεις Ρώσικες δυνάμεις σφυροκοπούν τις μεγάλες πόλεις ,νεκροί και στα χωριά Μαριούπολη ,Κίεβο, Σαρτάνα Νέα παιδιά με τα όπλα στο χέρι ,ο Αδελφός τον Αδελφό σκοτώνει Πρόσφυγες γίναμε και ψάχνουμε νέα ζωή , στην Πολωνία ,στην Ρουμανία ,στην Ουγγαρία στην Σλοβακία Ας πιστέψουμε στο καλό και όχι στο κακό Ας ζητήσουμε τα αγαθά της Ειρήνης Δεν υπάρχει δρόμος προς την Ειρήνη Η Ειρήνη είναι ο δρόμος όπως έλεγε ο Μαστ Α. Όταν όλοι επιλύουν τις διαφορές τους με την δύναμη των όπλων Πολεμικοί εξοπλισμοί διαρρηγνύουν την Παγκόσμια εύθραυστη Ειρήνη Οι δυνατοί ας κάνουν διάλογο με τις ανθρώπινες αξίες την κατανόηση ,την Αρμονική συνύπαρξη Συμπόνια ,Ομόνοια ,Ιδεαλισμός, Γενναιοδωρία ,Ευγένεια ,Δικαιοσύνη 38

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ,Ελευθερία αυτή είναι η Ειρήνη Δεν υπήρξε ποτέ καλός πόλεμος ή κακιά Ειρήνη (Φραγκλίνος ) Η Ευρωπαϊκή Ένωση καλείται να αποδείξει την ασφάλεια Την Άμυνα την Ειρήνη

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 FIRST LINE By Kapardeli Eftichia Twenty-three years after the last war in Europe The sirens of war are ringing again Ukraine - Russia Fear leads countries to conflict Images of war that stick in my eyes forever Deep sadness, in farewells A soldier bids farewell to his little daughter, heartbreakingly We live the irrationality of war once again The sound of the bombing sounds scary Once again Europe in utter chaos and threat Where is the World Peace, the brotherhood !!!!!!!!!!! Dead, Wounded, Civilians, Children, Relatives, Classmates, Friends And the sirens did not stop piercing our ears Ukraine cursed, at war horror rockets are constantly falling on cities Russian forces pound the big cities, dead and in the villages Mariupol, Kiev, Sartana Young children with guns in hand, Brother kills Brother We became refugees and we are looking for a new life, in Poland, in Romania, in Hungary, in Slovakia Let us believe in good and not in evil KAPARDELI EFTICHIA –GREECE –PATRA Let us ask for the goods of Peace There is no way to Peace. Peace is the way as Mast A. used to say. When everyone resolves their differences by force of arms Military equipment disrupts fragile World Peace. Let the strong have a dialogue with human values, understanding, Harmonious coexistence Compassion, Unity, Idealism, Generosity, Kindness, Justice, Freedom 40

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 this is Peace There Has Never Been a Good War or a Bad Peace (Franklin) The European Union is called upon to prove security The Defense the Peace. Kapardeli Eftichia from Greece living in Patras He has a degree as an art conservator 2021 Is a Poet, Writer, Editor, Anthologist and published Author having long literary, poetically, scholastically and artfully career of global repute. Globally recognized, honored and awarded Kapardeli Eftichia is also a Doctor of Arts and Culture from ARTS AND CULTURE WORLD ACADEMY. She writes poetry, stories, short stories, haiku and essays bilingually in Greek and English. He has a degree as an art conservator 2021 She studied journalism from A.K.E.M. and achieved many awards in national competitions. She is a renowned anthologist and has many national and international anthologies to her credit. She is a member of the World Poets’ society and poetas del mundo and member of the IWA (international writers and artists Association) chaired by Teresinka Pereira where had been selected the best translator. She is involved with so many literary, poetical, cultural and scholastic groups around the world. She is a member of BOARD OF DIRECTORS of the magazine ATUNIS GALAXY POETRY (atunispoetry.com). She is the General Secretary of Poetry and Literature World Vision. Kapardelli Eftichia is the owner of numerous awards since 2006 writing from Greece in international competitions from America, India, Italy, Serbia, Poland, England, Romania, Yugoslavia, Albania, Belgium and Spain. Her poems have been translated into many languages. A book of poetry has been translated into Albanian. Besides her native language Greek, she is a speaker in English and Italian too. She traveled many countries and places historic important such as Italy&#39;s Milan, Florence, Vatican, Assisi, the historic city of Pisa, Hungary, France, Paris, Versailles, Pyrenees in the famous region of Lourdes, Germany, all of Greece etc. She has published 17 books in a private collection without selling them. ΒΡΑΒΕΥΜΕΝΑ -ΤΟΥ ΗΛΙΟΥ ΑΝΤΑΜΟΙΒΗ -ΛΟΓΟΣ ΚΑΙ ΠΟΙΗΣΗ-AWARDED-SUN REWARD SPEECH AND POETRY: Οκτωβρίου 2013 (eftichiakapa.blogspot.com) 41

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 She has authored many many Anthologies of friends, writers and poets. The first anthology POETS FOR WORLD PEACE by Stephen Gill Peace Academyhttp://worldpeaceacademy.blogspot.gr/2010/10 /poets-for-world-peace.html that expresses Peace, inequality and racial discrimination. She deals with European programs and this year finishes her school education with a specialization in applied arts as a;Conservator of works.She has attended many historical, philosophical seminars from many Greek Universities and 23 foreign seminars from Mathesis and many more Literary competitions.Professionally she is involved in preparing printed and online magazines home and abroad.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PLANETA SE MIRU VRAĆA By Sasa Milivojev Sreća je osvojila svet, napravila preokret! Pesma je napravila krug, veseli se svet,drugarica i drug! Muzika je napravila reda, pevaju mama,tata,baba,deda! Svet je sada kao jedno, u sreći su svi zajedno! Među ljudima nema razlike, zavladale vesele slike! Razlike više ne postoje, ljudi mirne dane broje! Svi su sada u svetu isti, planeta se od rata čisti! Sloboda se prostranstvom širi, svako se sa svakim miri! Sa ljubavlju i osećanjem, jedno drugom sa poštovanjem! Svi zajedno sestre i braća, planeta se miru vraća! Došlo je do pobede sveta, biće mirna naša planeta!

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 RATA DA NESTANE By Sasa Milivojev Novi dan da svane, tata u svetu da nestane! Ratovanje da prestane, sunce slobode da grane! Ratovi da odu u prošlost, sloboda da bude svima gost! Da sve pređe u stvarnost, svima radosna sadašnjost! Oružje livnica da proguta, ljudi da putuju mirna puta. Neka se narodi srećno druže, jedno drugome osmeh da pruže! Saša Milivojev,rođen 08.01.1974.godine u mestu Zrenjanin,država Srbija.Rodom iz mesta Melenci kod Zrenjanina.Član kluba knjige"Branko Radičević"iz Žitišta.Pišem poeziju za decu.Štampao četiri knjige poezije za decu.Učesnik mnogobrojnih literarnih manifestacija.Proizvođač nagrađenih vina i rakija.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PEACE By Allan Shawa I beheld the horrors befall, Before my eyes was desolation without absolution, Our open minds permitted its permeation. All rays of hope where firmly resting in the ground below, A glow was all that every eye hoped to see. Every sea was hollow, in thirst man would wallow, Sorrow darkened our light for tomorrow. So slow, the tears would crawl perpetually. Gradually the sky slowly concealed its light, But on one night, came a beauty too pure to behold. A radiance that glittered more than gold, Cold was the world, But her embraces so warm got us allergic to her absence. Her presence tattooed smiles on our faces, Our lenses beheld the calm imagery, Perfectly scripting scenes of warm serenity, Effectively editing out our misery, Fervently inserting her sound effect that blew tunes of harmony.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 RAINBOW GLOW By Allan Shawa I adore the rainbow when non obscure The absence of its glow is what I adjure, It has radiance, so radiant and pure; Healing all strife; its glare is forever the cure. I crawl towards its glow and allure Calling it to wander within me; in my heart to tour, In order for its splendor to endure And implant its sparkle to sprout for sure. Its abundance has a hope to assure, Its strength is eternal, for the soul to conjure. A flame for the faithless, to warm the insecure; An embrace for the homeless, to shelter the poor. Despite the unbridled stares of the stars getting fewer; There exists a spark of serenity after the storm’s ire.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 SPARK IN THE DARK By Allan Shawa I saw souls seeking ways to ignite flames to catch In the cold, seeking embraces to clutch With similar spirited individuals willing to combat in wrath Against the atrocities but there existed no match. As the night with its might invaded our day; The moon stood in the sun’s way. Let there be light, were the words from our lips, Hoping that God’s sparkle would imbue the eclipse; I watched as those bred for crumbs crumbled And crushed into powdered particles when trampled By the bombardments; the heavy pounds That glued their anatomies to the ground. When entrapped in the midst of adversity, I heard the laughter of the beasts increase in intensity. I saw the evil ones steering fear into our sphere, Like a needle, they pierced their stare deeper Into the eyes of the weak, While the skies turned bleak. The withered souls sought to exhale when in hell, But with no air of hope to inhale, There existed an infinite absence of inspiration Thus, erasing all respite or expiration. But from a distance, I marveled as the beautiful rose. Amongst the thorny bush with a glow Emerging from the ground below, Purging the sorrow implanted in our core. The beauty indubitably uprooted the seeds of sorrow; Then nourished the faith of the premature And weary; those dreaded by the images captured By the lenses of the primitive minds; Undeveloped were the negatives inside The dilapidated hearts, Ripped apart by the hands that tear love apart. Allan Shawa is a 28 year old Zambian creative writer with a brief background in Short story, script, poetry and song writing. He is a diploma holder in Procurement and supply,currently working as a Tutor in business studies. His hobbies include reading, writing, physical exercises,watching wrestling etc. Allan hails from a country that dismisses creative writing as a viable art, however his dream is to curve a living through writing.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WAR IS NOT AN OPTION By Благица Гаврилоска War is not an option, bloodshed is not an option, shed blood and tears of the living for the dead is a tragedy and a severe catastrophe, why kill people and children , Aren’t you sorry? And you have your children You should ask yourself how would it be for you to see tears in their eyes? Why destroy what has already been built Every problem is solved in peace. Peace is the greatest option for progress and a happy life. Where does malice and destructions come from in you man? Just one children’s tear cannot be replaced by all the world’s wealth.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WHERE ARE YOU GOING THE WORLD By Благица Гаврилоска Where are you going the world? Where did you go man, Where do your foot goes? Your move is wrong the direction in which you are striving is wrong it is rotten and slippery slips and crumbles, do you want in the abyss to sink and many more sacrifices to bear in return. Are they a little natural disaster, which with your deeds caused exactly You! Are there few victims from fires and floods, from earthquakes, tornadoes, typhoons, a few sacrifices the crown daily wears and hair. And you for your own whim as a small and unreasonable child, to whom they took a toy to quell anger you can not and you do not know. People’s lives toy yours are not in the hands of God they are and do not insult him. This planet, Earth, is beautiful and there is room for all people on it. Моето име е Благица Гаврилоска, родена 02-02-1957 година во Кичевоi.Зavrшив средно хемиско технолошко техничко уцилиште во Велес. Бидејќи фирмата во која татко ми беше во криза морав da cekam da se vrabotam i vonredno da studiram. Пpominuvaa godiniteи јас imav pritisok od roditelite da se omazam i za moe razomaruvawe, za nekolku ispiti ne moev da go zafrшam hemiskiot fakultet. Mojot soprug, diplomiran Rudarski iiner vo Tuzla,bese predobar i omilen covek vo gradot, no poradi nesrekno izgubenata noga patuvaj]i na diplomsaka,pocnл mnogu da pie i vo pijanstvo bese grub. Pocina od infarkt posle sedum godini brak, a jas imav toga trieset i pet godini,sama I bez deca.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Литературата и книжаевноста ги обожавам уште како дете .Најмносгу читав проза, а посебно класиците над кои поминува цели денови или ноки. Ако ми се допаднеше некоја книга, не можев да ја оставам додека не ја дочитам. Поезијата ја сакав исто така многу и пишував уште од средношколски денови. Пред петаесет години се обидов пре да издадам стихозбирка но се откажав затоа што ми побараа многу пари а јас тогас бев стечаец. Првата моја стихозбирка со наслов Пишаниот Збор Мое Прибежиште, ја издадов минатата година преку издавачката куќа Дата Песнопој. Со поезија учествував и на многу мегународни конкурси во органи зација на Милица Паулус . 1-Диплома и прва награда на Мегународен Фестивал БожикнаЛитература 2021 песна за Божиќ 2- Диплома и Прва награда за Вториот Мегународен Литературен Фестивал ЛИТЕРАТОПИЈА2022 со тема Сонетен Венец и Магистрал Со Акростих, 3- Исто така диплома и прва награда за литературна творбаво десетерец и бел стих со прва награда, на Мегународната Литературна Манифестација Вилијам Шекспи 4-Признание на Литературната Манифестација –Гордана Коцева 2022 за поетска творба Рима Паралелна Рамна Рима,Вкрстена Рима,Обградена Рима, Машка Рима.Женска Рима и Дактилска Рима Имам три мои песни помегу деветнаесете автори под покровителство на МаБи-Македонија,во соработка со Асоцијацијата ,Скопјанката Света Мајка Тереза.Покрај овие награди и дипломи имам уште триесетина други дипломи, поет на денот, поет на неделата итн во разни странски групи и една во Српсака група Прва Уметничка Свемиријада за опис на скулптура ,, т.е какви емоции ни буди таа скулптура со наведната глава ,,јас ја напишав песната Осаменост и Болка која е мегу песните од вторава збирка со која конкурирам.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 KRVAVI KAMEN By Milena Zlateska Zemlja u krvi natopljena ostala je i kamen krvari, planine odjekuju od bolnih krikova majke za svojim čedima, iz ognjišta dignutih, iz srca otkinutih, za svoju domovinu na ratište otišli. Srce i duša proklinju! Dan prokleti! Uzeo je djecu mladu! U krvi! Prokleto! U zemlju ih je stavio! Otvori se Zemljo majko! Gdje sakrivaš sinove naše?! Gdje sakrivaš naše kćeri?! Čuj ti planino! Zagrmi ti nebo! Tatni zemljo! I danas suze teku! Kamen krvari! Oh, domovino draga? Najmilije ti si nam uzela u zemlju zakopala. I danas odjekuju planine od bolnih krikova majke. Kako preboljeti? Kamen krvari za domovinom svojom.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PEACE By Eva Petropoulou Lianou We pay with our lives Decision others they took. Because they are looking at their pockets And not at the safety of the planet Why a war is happening? Always the same response Nobody knows. Learn to talk Learn to communicate Learn to accept Learn to respect Peace, So rare in this planet Since the existence of the humans Quiet was a privilege for few Understand, Listen Be silent Those are the rules for a bright future Hope, No children will sleep Without his parents tonight Pray, For Angel's protection To everyone s house. Pray that God will stop this massacre And peace will win.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Eva Petropoulou-Lianou was born in Xylokastro, Greece. Initially she loved journalism and in 1994 she worked as a journalist for the French newspaper "Le Libre Journal" but her love for Greece won her over and she returned in 2002. He has published books and eBooks: "Me and my other self, my shadow" Saita publications, "Geraldine and the Lake elf" in English - French, as well as "The Daughter of the Moon", in the 4th edition, in Greek - English, Oselotos publications. Her work has been included in the Greek Encyclopedia Haris Patsis, p. 300. Her books have been approved by the Ministry of Education and Culture of Cyprus, for the Student and Teacher library. Her new books, “The Fairy of the AmazonMyrtia "dedicated to Myrto with a disability, and" Lefkadios Hearn, Myths and Stories of the Far East ", illustrated by Sumi-e painter Dina Anastasiadou, are released in 2019. She recently published her book," The Adventures of Samurai Nogas san "in English by the publishing house OntimeBooks, based in England. Collaborates with the electronic literary magazine The poet magazine. She is his partner International Literary Union based in America. Collaborates for the promotion of literature and promotes the work of Greek poets. Eva is a member of the "Association Alia Mundi Serbia", the "International Society of Writers and Artists of Greece" and the "Piraeus Society of Letters and Arts" as well as the Corinthian Writers Society.Ambassador of creativity and art of association Mille Minds of Mexico, International Ambassador of e magazine Namaste India, Advisor and Editor in chief Web magazin Hubei China, Advisor Las Olas del Arte Magazine Belgium.I am in children literary for 20 years and i am writing poems the past 10 years.I believe that poetry unites people and countries.And we share happiness and light with our verses.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 LOUDER AND LOUDER By Brianna Malotke Bones heavy, and our souls ravaged By chaos, our pleas and cries for help Are lost as the sirens drone on, and as The dust settles after all the buildings Are bombed Crumble beneath the weight Of our oppressors, you’ll find the bodies, Broken and buried under the rubble. And down the road, looking back they Will erect monuments in our memory, And we will all be forgotten, Overlooked Except for a paragraph in a history book, But for that brief moment, as the world Watches, Hearts shattered around the globe, As the bombs Fall and the missiles strike. As the innocent plead for help, we’re all Watching frozen in terror, the fear of Speaking out coursing through us, but What we need is for the cries of help to Be drowned out by those who yell out for Actions, for them to shout back - louder and louder - that change is happening. For one day soon the voice of the people Will be deafening, more than anything We could ever imagine, and there’s hope For peace to spread, ignoring any border, For we’re all skin and bone with a soul Contained within, and one day soon, We’ll all have peace, the cries gone. Brianna Malotke is a freelance writer and member of the Horror Writers Association. Some of her most recent work can be found online at The Crypt, Witch House Amateur Magazine, and Sirens Call Publications. Her horror poetry is in The Spectre Review and The Nottingham Horror Collective. She has work in the anthologies Beneath, Cosmos, The Deep, Beautiful Tragedies 2, and The Dire Circle. In April 2022 her poetry was included in the Women in Horror Poetry Showcase, Under Her Skin, published by Black Spot Books. In 2023 she will be a “Writer in Residence” at the Chateau d’Orquevaux in France.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PEACE IS By Lynn White Peace is more than the absence of war though that would be a start. And then the dissolving of boundaries constructed by humans to cordon off one from the other and shout across the divide. Then we can whisper and hug our way to peace.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 SENDING PRAYERS By Lynn White Like towels hung out to dry in the wind line upon line of cloths colourfull clean cloths pegged out prayer flags sending thoughts sending blessings no longer moist and living but wind dried leftovers from days gone by when laundry was line-dried and peace and goodwill were sent as thoughts and prayers on the wind not in the ether. But in the end it made no difference in the end it makes no difference how they’re hung out to dry.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HINDSIGHT By Lynn White We thought we’d done it! Created the basis for a future based on peace and love and civil rights. Even a pandemic couldn’t stop us at Woodstock. We were unstoppable! In diverse countries we saw the rebels become statesmen. We thought the struggle was over. And now with hindsight, I wonder if we would do it again now we know what happened next. And if I could go back with that knowledge, would I want to? Would I want to face the person hindsight made me. And with hindsight, would I be there for me to find? Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud 'War Poetry for Today' competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Gyroscope Review and So It Goes.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 SUNFLOWERS FOR UKRAINE By Nicole B Hicks I cannot write My mind is empty As an abandoned village Flat as a field Mown down by a tank Blank as this white page. I cannot sing Over the thrum of machinery The shrill screams of artillery The moans of men forced to march Women forced to lie down. I cannot walk Crippled by anxiety Shackled by fear Tossed by waves Like serfs and slaves Washed up on the shores. I cannot create In the face of such destruction Cannot follow the pen Cannot cut or stitch or mend Or add any color to a gray, bleak world. I am ash from the rubble I am inkblots on old parchment I am bloodstains on baby clothes I am dried up sunflowers In a broken vase. Nicole B Hicks is the mother of one son, Andrew, and resides in the suburbs of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. She is the author of The Stone Saga, a fantasy trilogy about coming of age, love, loss, and risk versus reward. She has also written and illustrated the first two books in a series of rhyming friendship stories for young children, The Girl & Ghost Series, as well as Moments & Memories, a book of coloring pages with poetry for school-aged children, She is a life-long poet, having explored many forms and themes. She has a special fondness for rhyming verse, and lyric poems, but also enjoys free verse, and spoken word. She is a crafter, mostly embroidery, painting, and tablet weaving. She is an avid reader of fantasy and adventure novels. She also enjoys playing video and board games with her family and friends.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE PAIN OF WAR By Hong Ngoc Chau 1 Horrified, brutal, and intense The war came like a hurricane Erasing all things in a moment Burning dreams of every human 2 The panic covered all over sky corners Having no house, even no life as ever Young hearts are becoming withered Ruined as die not yet buried former 3 Blood fell bodies smelling of gunpowder Souls vanished, weren’t peaceful as ever War took out the whole living joy Made warm families being spoiled 4 War results always haunted in reality Funeral towels, poverty, and disability When time passed by, people suffered History saved the names of the killers 5 Wanting hegemony for their domination Commanding to ruin, kill as their action In brutal mind, they invaded all the land Deprived all resources of people inland 6 Stop! Stop now the ambition of your life Freedom, democracy, earning living rights Strong, rich nations disputed weak nations Where was the world peace consolidation? 7 Be awake right away the leaders No for your own benefit as ever No heartless heart to harm all mankind indeed Someday at court, you’ll be sentenced to death * Her true name is Nguyen Chau Ngoc Doan Chinh. Her Pen name is Hong Ngoc Chau, her Facebook name is Nguyen Chinh.She was graduated Master degree in Education Management. She is a member of the Association of Writers of Ho Chi Minh City (Vietnam), the Honorary Foreign Advisor, Ambassador of the Suryodaya Literature Foundation (SLF) From- Vietnam; the member Admin of W.U. P (World Union of Poets), the level of GENERAL COUNCILOR of the World Union of Poets with COORDINATORS SILVER MEDAL ( 14th medal of the World Union of Poets), Contributor of VISHWA BHARATI - India (The Vishwabharati Research Center), International Ambassador of the Cercle of the International Chamber of Writers & Artists, Administrator, moderator, group expert of many literary forums around the world...

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE BOMB By Ernie Bill I went to out for pizza And ate all my blood. I went to buy shoes And saw my foot fly through the air. Hold me. mother For the last time, hold me. The Return of Tolstoy (for Putin) If Tolstoy were here H'ed climb up your tanks And spit in your face. Ernie Brill grew up in a lively Brooklyn housing project in a family of hyperbolic storytellers and a neighborhood featuring boisterous luncheonettes and sumptuous ice cream. At 13, a vision on the BMT subway inspired him to start writing.Brill’s I Looked Over Jordan And Other Stories (Boston South End Press 1980) was optioned by actors Ossie Davis and Ruby Dee for their PBS SERIES “With Ossie and Ruby. Ms. Dee performed Brill’s “Crazy Hattie Enters The Ice” Age”.which Oxford University’s Press took for their anthology “American Working Class Literature ”.Brill , with a San Francisco State University English MA, received a $4000 fiction grant from NEW YORK STATE CAPS (CREATIVE ARTS PUBLIC SERVICE).He’s published widely (River Styx, Ice Floe Press (Toronto), Dart, Academy of Chicago Press, Silver Apples (Ireland) Prentiss- Hall, (Canada,) , and others. Favorite authors include: Virginia Woolf, Richard Wright, Mahmoud Darwish, Pedro Pietri, Hyesoon Kim, Victor Serge, Tom Kromer, Sterling A.Brown, Ousmane Sembene, Gwendolyn Brooks, Yu Hua, Sterling A. Brown, Meridel LeSuer, Cynthia Ozick. Jean Toomer.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WARSTORM [ SONG-LYRICS ] By Dee Allen Everything we have Everything we know Turns into dust In a single blow Everything we see Everything is bright Right before the boom Incinerates us from sight After the bombs After the nuclear fire Ashen product of the war storm Birthed from dominance, political ire W: 1.30.22 *To be performed with 4 or 5 drums and vocals done on a bullhorn. Full, loud, tribal sound.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 MUCH CLOSER By Dee Allen Are we to the bone-chilling Prospect of mass blood-letting That could’ve been avoided. The presidency has been itching For conflict for some time, Like a common bully Prowling the school-yard, Intent on visiting His terror on the small, weak and powerless They’re on the way out Anyway and this crew Needed one Last tough guy Vainglory before The Oval Office door Swings open for exitInching by minutes Much closer Is the nightmare-inducing Prospect of watching uniformed Youth, Black, White, Brown, All working-class, led around By middle-aged, trash-talking Father figure with high rank, Deployed into the chaos. First in the carrier plane, First at the front, First to fight Their Middle Eastern selves, First to drop Dead in the desert sand once againBleach blonde Hollywood actress Rose McGowan was right Responding to her instincts, Responding to imminent horror with tweets The first time around [ the press wanted that ]. Football hero-turned-free agent Colin Kaepernick was right Responding to history’s harsh lessons, Responding to latent idiocy with tweets The whole time around [no backpedalling].

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Americans and Iranians Share the worry Over fresh new Glimpse into Hell: Flying military drone Guided by lasers Sanctioned by U.S. Political recklessness Air-to-ground missile Assassination Of a general Far from an angel Outside Baghdad Airport Rang in the new year 2020 On a fatal note. Another recent American presidentAn installed puppet, reallyDemonstrated his power on an Islamic Country the same way, Except when he did it, The idiot wasn’t teaching A dog’s tail How to wag Its host body In the face Of impeachment hearings On crimes against humanity, One stacked on top of others. America the powerful fears the absolute worst, Iran the indignant cries for revenge In these days inching Much closer to total war. W: 1.28.2020 [ For Barry Lefsky. ]

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ENDTIMES By Dee Allen Do not expect to see The heavenly clouds dividing Do not expect to see The Four Horsemen riding Do not expect to see The Three Angels showing Do not expect to hear Their golden trumpets blowing Do not expect to see River of blood rising higher Do not expect to see Spreading lake of fire Do not expect to see God‘ Satan has a final duel Do not expect to hear Human cries, so tortured ‘ cruel Do n’t trust the Book Of RevelationsOur undoing, still in session But do not expect to see Biblical Armageddon We know not the day or hour End times will be swift A million civilizations on Earth Buried in one crypt Playing God-the popular past time Across governments ‘ lands Push the button, nuclear missiles launched Armageddon reaped by tech in eager hands. W: 1.11.2020 Dee Allen is African-Italian performance poet based in Oakland, California U.S.A. Active on creative writing ‘Spoken Word since the early 1990s. Author of 7 books—Boneyard, Unwritten Law, Stormwater, Skeletal Black [ all from POOR Press ], Elohi Unitsi [ Conviction 2 Change Publishing ] and his 2 newest, Rusty Gallows: Passages Against Hate [ Vagabond Books ] and Plans [ Nomadic Press ]--and 48 anthology appearances under his figurative belt so far.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 24.02.2022 By Nermina Subasic U patnji mi postanemo bliski, po nesreći skoro kao braća, svako malo pa novi fašisti, istorija stalno nam se vraća. Bosnu boli kada neko pati, rana svježa podsjeća na to, da li će neko ovaj puta znati, zaustaviti će novo ratno zlo. Rijeka bola Ukrajinom ide, kolone se formiraju opet, da li će će sutra barem da se stide, ko zašuti nek je vječno proklet. Ko će da gledam Srebrenicu novu, Ili će Vukovar kako gordan gori, iz Krajine očajnu kolonu, svaka patnja čovjeka zaboli. Nermina Subašić rođena 1998.godine u Tuzli, Bosna i Hercegovina. Student završne godine Stomatološkog fakulteta u Sarajevu, gdje i živi. Izdala jedan roman „Zločin i oprost“ 2016.godine. Iste godine na međunarodnom sajmu knjige u Sarajevu roman proglašen najboljim debitanskim djelom. Poeziju piše tako reći samo kada ista ima šta poručiti. U pjesmama za najmlađe uvijek nastoji da su iste edukativnog karaktera. U ladicama drži završen rukopis romana „Most“ i dvije zbirke pjesama „ Iz dnevnika jednog đaka „ namjenjena djeci i zbirka poezije „ Za obične ljude“.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 STOP THIS WAR By Obinna Chilekezi “If we don’t end war, war will end us H. G. Wells” lullabies of death, the sky red in blood songs of war, accompanied by death abound the set the forest of peace ablaze, canons bombing with bombs from flying metallic angels of death the victims are the innocents counting fingers and toes lost by both sides of the divide the casualties. Can’t we pulse. Can’t mankind think for a while giving peace a chance, can’t we pulse for a moment and live in peace for a whole decade, a decade of no sound of bomb across and allow the doves to fly about in peace and stop this corrosive death of war. dropping from the skies with flames see beautiful Kyiv, see death on its streets and sky weep for the innocents running with fears for safety and for the heartless whose motto is oh grab your heart the superpower is coming brother weep for them, oh weep for them too as the concomitantly, often forget that no superpower with existence of minor power and that peace the beautiful edifice of life do help weep for them, for they need our tears more than the dead victims for their hatred stop this war. Stop. when brother goes after brother’s throat it is blood that is wasted. Can we stand and watch this waste stop Russia. Stop. your strength is to keep peace and not to kill Let stop this war before we all consumed in it. let stop this counterproductive war of supremacy, and of empty words of hate mere dressed of thoughts. for there’s no justification for war of brothers as war is war which envelopes all with nothing other than death of the innocents please give me peace and take your war, give Ukraine peace and not war. Let’s stop this war for peace. let resolved to end war before we are consumed by war.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Obinna Chilekezi lives in Lagos Nigeria and is an insurance practitioner with background in librarianship. His poems and stories have appeared in newspapers, journals and anthologies. His published collections of poems are Songs of a stranger at the smiling coast (Kraft Books) and Calligramme (Emotion Books). One of his insurance textbook won the African Insurance Organisation Book Award in 2016. He has travelled intensively in his West African sub-region and dreams of travelling too to other parts of the world.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 MARIE JAWO By Marie Jawo “Two armies that fight each other is like a large army that commits suicide” reluctantly he agreed to be drafted and in large thought of regrets “if I should die of gunshot” hot tears rolled down the chubby checks think only of this of me sitting in my corner thinking and seeing people dying, fallen from gunshots people suffering, children crying for food and water parents killed, families misplaced all for war my heart bleeds, it bleeds for those souls whose lands are territories of war, bloodshed see smoke, hellish fire, all over their place red flows across the street, everywhere is red these are not roses but blood human blood, flowing like stream look at that dying soldier, shaking his head in regret he shifts his head, points his fingers to the sky in pains, and God is watching us all he cannot defend the fatherland any more look, see dead bodies all over standing afar, watching, I sigh, my heart bleeds let’s give silence to war, let’s agree to stop war let’s give the victims too minutes of silence. Marie Jawo is from The Gambia. She is an insurance practitioner and had studied Insurance at the West African Insurance Institute, The Gambia. She recently developed interest in poetry and has been writing poems for leisure. She is a love of nature and dreams of visiting all the countries of the world. Marie believes and prays for global peace. Her poems have appeared in journals outside her country and she presently working towards publishing a collection of poems currently titled: Only a Silent Yell.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WAR COMES WHEN WE PLAY WAR By Ernesto P. Santiago The man who goes after the truth is always in touch with love, his decent spirit of dance and song is in tune with destiny and beyond. War swifter than wind is charming his soul and I can see how the impatience of death is blooming, it can jog someone’s memory of how short life is and to fight for it is not a shameless act. A blood to democracy offered by heroes is a manifestation of goodwill. There is a lot more meaning in every war than we think, although it is not often understood by the language of political discourse. Peace is understanding to listen and it goes for long walks by itself. Our mind is a beautiful spring of flowers and if we use it nicely it can take away the negative vibe that is with us the day that we are born. I am sure you are wondering why-why would educate leaders send those they do not like to take a ride to the other world? Did they not know that peace is stability the flesh needs? This is our time now-let us build a mountain of pledges to diversity, to honor the dead that have seen the end of war. Be happy for being nice while expressing restless thoughts not to cry, but to conquer the beasts for whatever that’s worth. Ah war, but not even gods can greet my birth with insults. Nothing can freeze my heart for I am what I am, life fills me in.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ON THE OTHER SIDE OF PEACE By Ernesto P. Santiago Why do you hurt the ones you love? Is it because you really are scared of losing them? Why so desperate to go to war? Why so much grief and jealousy in your heart? Why such concern for the land that is not yours? I suppose you have such a share of earth that you call home. Instead of getting into another war, why not cultivate love in your core? And when you feel like talking, do not become a snapdragon. Much more, do not appear warm and relaxed while sending the devil’s helmet to your counterpart. When you offer peace, offer it unconditionallybecause concealment of peace is deception. Do not let your thoughts turn to smoke. Life is already beautiful, we just need peace to live it. Please no more war, our Earth needs to heal too. No more bragging about how powerful your arms are. Take upon an action the best way possible-offer flowers, not guns. Do not let yourself be a message of hate, or your anger be followed by resentment, lest you get the whole world into trouble. You have been warned with love, oh my dear self!

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 TOGETHER WE CAN By Ernesto P. Santiago Love, we must now prepare for war and I expect it very soon. The world is troubled, the new order has been shattered. That is what is happening around us, it is greed's own making. We are in a show of intentional failure, using war on the art of life All wars have one pretty harsh message behind them, that is death. Death knows when we are weak and chilled with fears, our mother’s tears are not enough to stop it. If we shelter ourselves with solidarity even when the battle continues, then we have the chance to survive the enemies. Do not be afraid, I just want you to get to know our options. We desire and we crave. Love, we will survive, we will win this war. Just like us, humanity wants to survive. If we do nothing we are into an early grave. We have the obligation to send a meaningful gift of hope even for those who do not really care for us. Together, hand in hand, we will survive, we will win this war. Oh dear love-no matter what, we will fight as long as it takes to deliver to the light those who love us and those who never wanted war, peace. Ernesto P. Santiago spends all his free time between here and there, trying to learn something. He is too small for his ego. He is enough for himself. He lives in Greece and is inspired daily by the myth of his poetic senses.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 AMOR UNIVERSAL By Agustín Avila Rodriguez Un siglo galopante nos conduce y reta, Hasta a cambiar de credos Y de filosofías. Se abren caminos de viejos laberintos, Permeados de pobrezas, históricas y frías. Tendrá esta humanidad que atar la rienda, Funda en mano veloz vetar la guerra. Raudo, salir buscando el otro horizonte santo prometido, Para seguir creando al globo azul del nuevo paraíso; Que entrelace pueblos, hombres, luces y sombras, amándose los unos y los otros como en mandamiento. Que estremezca al amor en éste siglo galopante, Como el único credo divino filosófico triunfante.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HAZ CLAMOR AHORA By Agustín Avila Rodriguez Pareciera que la humanidad ensordecida volteara la cara. Se hace a un lado, ermitaña, Escondiendo la cabeza bendecida y por el Dios regalada: Analogía. No asume sus sabios ojos mirando de frente, limpio y firme, Porque a través, el espíritu santo entonces hace al corazón rendirse. Es tiempo de hacer aparecer la gloria, Dejando atrás la hegemonía. Que vuelen las palomas sobre el mundo, que vive clamando cada día. Dejemos atrás las diferencias vanas, que mueven al dinero lépero y prófugo, acumulado en arcas todavía. Hagamos el tiempo de aclamar justicia, Pregnada de dialéctica sumaria, viva, y vibrante ante la historia milenaria. Pareciera no ven el diluvio, El que viene con disfraz de fuego en vez de aguas. Desterrarlo de prisa del camino; Guerras de odio, alimento de pobrezas. Y elevando una cantata que nos redima, a todos poste. Haremos de grano el camino para el futuro que merecemos, Y la Paz veneraremos entonces.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 EVOLUCIÓN By Agustín Avila Rodriguez El aire asfixia empobrecido en la bola azul que a todos nutre, Y vamos camino a un holocausto, desierto de bombas y soldados. Una guerra fría enarbolada por los seres avaros que la habitan, Que le quitan lo hegemónico a sus tronos, Cambian y matan robando sus tesoros. Llegará entonces el grito de dolor que se ha anunciado, Expirado el tiempo necesario que se ha dado. Y tendrá que regresar Noé, firme y moderno, para salvarlo todo en verbo y verso, Para sembrar de nuevo la nueva fe de la esperanza, que cambie a una vez lo gris de los cielos, El curso de ríos, de lagos, de costas y mares; De nuevas mesetas, montañas, manglares, llanuras de verdes por lluvias bondades. Sigamos unidos sumando ciudades, Queriendo arcoiris en ves de seria pobreza y mortajas finales. El mundo no puede expirar a destiempos, Aun falta llegar descubrir el comienzo. Agustín Avila Rodriguez, la Habana Cuba. Escribe desde su adolescencia; Literatura en general, pero ha publicado sólo el género poesía. No se desempeña profesionalmente como escritor, pues es graduado de ciencias técnicas, y ha dedicado toda su vida a su carrera en el área de la energía en su país. Posee una basta obra inédita, tanto en literatura como también en letras musicales. Ha participado en diferentes eventos del género, bien en su municipalidad, como en otros de nivel nacional. Posee registros en el Centro Nacional de derecho de autor de su país y en el extranjero. Atesora distinciones acreditando de su trabajo en los géneros mencionados por participar con sus obras, entre los más importantes de su país, el Concurso "Adolfo Guzman de musica cubana. Ostenta la condecoración de Vanguardia Nacional del trabajo de la república de Cuba. Además es miembro activo de la Asociación de Innovadores y racionalizadores de Cuba. Con una hoja de servicio de mas de 40 años como especialista tecnológico. Publicó el poemario El corazón del silencio. Amazon 2019. Así como su obra ha sido recogida en innumerables Antologías del mundo, Revistas, Revistas literarias, Magazzines y Periódicos literarios, contando con muchos reconocimientos internacionales. Posee una basta obra literaria aun inédita, no sólo en el género poesía, y está abierto a propuestas para futuras publicaciones.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THREE HAIKUS BY ALJOSA VUKOVIC By Aljosa Vukovic rat svi čekaju pobjedu a djeca tate war everyone waits for victory and children for their dads primarne boje nad plavo-žutim stijegom krvavi mjesec primary colours above the blue-yellow flag a bloody moon molitva od rakete glasniji Amen prayer louder than a rocket Amen Aljoša Vuković, a poet, musician, and puzzler, was born on May 29, 1970, in Šibenik. He writes poetry and riddles for children, haiku poems, aphorisms, and rebuses. He won many national and international awards in the field of literature for children, as well as haiku. More than six hundred of his riddles and poems have appeared in children’s magazines, textbooks, and both in national and international collections, including If Trees Could Walk: Poems and Stories from Croatian Children’s Literature and An Unmown Sky 2: An Anthology of Croatian Haiku Poetry 1996-2007. So far, he has published twenty-four books and four picture books. His poems have been translated into English, German, French, Polish, Romanian, Bulgarian, Slovenian, and Japanese. In 2018, 2019, 2020, and 2021, he was included on the list of the 100 best European haiku authors on the Haiku Euro Top blog of the Polish poet Krzystof Kokot. He lives and works in Šibenik. Aljoša Vuković, književnik, glazbenik i zagonetač, rođen je 29. svibnja 1970. u Šibeniku. Piše poeziju i zagonetke za djecu, haiku, aforizme i rebuse. Dobitnik je brojnih domaćih i međunarodnih nagrada na području književnosti za djecu i haiku-pjesništva. Preko šeststo zagonetki i pjesama, objavljeno mu je u časopisima za djecu, čitankama, kao i u raznim domaćim i međunarodnim zbornicima. Dosad je izdao dvadeset četiri knjige i četiri slikovnice. Pjesme su mu prevedene na engleski, poljski, rumunjski, njemački, francuski, bugarski, slovenski i japanski jezik. Uvršten je u izbor iz hrvatske književnosti za djecu na engleskom If Trees Could Walk i u Antologiju hrvatskog haiku pjesništva 2008.–2018. Nepokošeno nebo 2. Prema odluci Krzystofa Kokota, europskog haiku-izbornika, 2018., 2019., 2020. i 2021.g., odabran je među Top 100 Europskih haiku pjesnika. Živi i radi u Šibeniku.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WE ARE THE SAME, YOU AND ME by Lori Schneider We are the same, you and me, Despite differences in the world we see. Our tears are made of salt and water, As our brothers are led to slaughter. We may be on a different side, But on the same coin, we reside. The evils of war cannot be denied, Recalling our loss for which we’ve cried. So many wars since the beginning of time, Some provoked by barely a crime. Others driven by desire and greed, Or the need to be the ultimate creed. Too much suffering and senseless death, Incited by people who are emotionally bereft. Why can’t we learn to get along, In a world, we all belong? As long as there is man, there will be war. Egos rise and egos soar. Bloodshed takes the place of diplomacy. A world without war is just a fantasy. We give our leaders so much power, Encouraging them to never cower. Perhaps we need to look into their souls, And ascertain their ultimate goals. Peace is just a tenuous construct, Which we must not let others obstruct. Freedom must be celebrated every day, Because it can be quickly taken away. So we are the same, you and me, A better world we long to see. Siblings across the globe, holding hands, Embracing unity, for which it stands. Dr. Lori Schneider is a neurologist and medical acupuncturist. She received a bachelor of science in biology and a medical degree from New York University. Dr. Schneider completed a residency in neurology at Albert Einstein School of Medicine in Long Island, New York. She and her husband, Dr. Jean-Pierre Riou, live in Cornelius, North Carolina, where they have owned and operated a private medical practice since 1994. They have two beautiful grown children, Jessica and Justin, and two adorable cats, Jesse and Jasmine. Over the years, Dr. Schneider has written research papers for medical journals and health-education articles for local magazines. However, she had not done any creative writing since college. It was not until the pandemic of 2020 that Dr. Schneider discovered her love of poetry. Overwhelmed with emotions regarding politics, racial injustice, love, courage, and the devastation caused by COVID-19, Dr. Schneider found catharsis and hope for the future by writing poetry. She hopes her writing helps her readers find peace and inspiration for the future, following this very dark and tumultuous time in history.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 FAULT LINES By Kevin T. McEneaney What is worse than a man killing his lover? A man shooting to death people at church or synagogue? No, there are worse things than even killing people for money…. Take Vlad sitting at his desk, Vlad the current Father of Russia in his chair reading a history book on the battle of Kursk as his soldiers fire rockets and shells that kill children in Kiev and other cities…. Such deaths remain an unfortunate necessity to preserve a certain image rotating in the mind of Vlad, an image of a great empire where he is at the helm with his legacy in large volumes which bald historians will read until humanity is extinguished. His sad lieutenant Medvedev Says if countries continue to aid Ukraine, Russia will kill current prisoners in jail. That should convince the West that Vlad is a serious, great man! It is all a matter of scale when you ponder the art of murder. Kevin T. McEneaney is the author of the poetry collections The Enclosed Garden and Longing, which was translated and published in French and Japanese. He is also the author of three literary studies: Tom Wolfe’s America: Heroes, Pranksters, and Fools; Russell Banks: In Search of Freedom; Hunter S. Thompson: Fear, Loathing, and the Birth of Gonzo. Kevin has published numerous encyclopedia articles on authors around the globe. As Music and Theater critic, (and Poetry editor) of themillbrookindependent.com, he can be read online almost weekly. Dwelling in Verbank, N.Y., he is President of the Society for the Beatification of Francois Villon (to whom he prays daily).

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HAIGA BY PRISS CAMPBELL

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ONCE REMOVED By Pris Campbell We see on film the ones who can’t run, hiding in the subway or basements. An old lady sits on underground steps, a child coughing and feverish close by. A sack at her feet but no water in sight. No plate of steaming food. Missiles and shells find their way into homes, apartment buildings, large city streets above her. Chernobyl has been seized by men untrained to monitor it. The balding Russian stormed in claiming a peace keeping mission but raises his nuclear readiness a notch, adds more tanks and men to roam the streets. The fires of hell follow them. A shaking man comes on camera trying to load his government issued gun. I imagine him telling himself he has to stand down this invasion however be has to, even if it means his blood will run out warm onto the pummeled streets. The poems of Pris Campbell have appeared in numerous journals and anthologies. Nominated seven times for a Pushcart, the Small Press has published eight collections of her poetry. Her ninth book, Truth and Other Lies, comes out in March 2022 from Nixes Mate Press. She also writes short forms and just this year took first place in the Marlene Mountain monoku contest and the Sanford Goldstein tanka competition. A former Clinical Psychologist, sailor and bicyclist until sidelined by ME/CFS in 1990, she makes her home with her husband in the Greater West Palm Beach, Florida.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ARMISTICE By Joseph A Farina Victory was ours the war won combatants could breathe triumphant air-reeking, of blood mold and bodies buried in the mud... Peace was ours a hollow word when only rubble remained of once great cities and temples to life... Victory meant home a forgotten place where soldiers returned to loves who loved another to jobs taken by others to sanitariums where voices raged and bells rang and tolled made of silver stars and iron crosses. Peace meant life in guttered streets begging to those they kept alive pleading to sell sad pencils from an iron cup life where heroes toil under naked lights making little red flowers of wing and stem and blossom Captured by the sky, a red tailed hawk floats on air and wind. below, the gardens suspire their colors to the sibilation of the sun's light in high summer, they combine with my exhalation of their grandeur into a coruscation of eternity's emanation in wing and stem and blossom ,the magnificent breath of God in all the silences which surround us and makes us stand listening waiting for the promised peace ...

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Rhetorical should I march for peace and love demonstrate for hawks or doves ignore religion theirs and ours build or tear down temple walls hide my face if I do nothing speak my mind or just shut up stay faithful to or fornicate write in prose or poetry remember old friends fondly or call to complain they've gone away hope for pity or seek vengeance should I care or stand alone or with the many just ignore. Joseph A Farina is a retired lawyer in Sarnia, Ontario, Canada. An internationaly award winning poet. Several of his poems have been published in Quills Canadian Poetry Magazine,The Chamber Magazine, Ascent ,Subterranean Blue and in The Tower Poetry Magazine, Inscribed, The Windsor Review, Boxcar Poetry Revue , and appears in many anthologies including: Sweet Lemons: Writings with a Sicilian Accent, Canadian Italians at Table, Witness from Serengeti Press and Tamaracks: Canadian Poetry for the 21st Century . He has had poems published in the U.S. magazines Mobius, Pyramid Arts, Arabesques, Fiele-Festa, Philedelphia Poets and Memoir (and) . He has had two books of poetry published— The Cancer Chronicles and The Ghosts of Water Street .

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 UNTIL By Nina Padolf Darkness covers sky with weighted blankets tanks ammunition, attempt to devour hope peace seems distant in a candle lit with prayers wept on blood stained land cradled in the arms of freedom peace sings behind the scenes for Ukrainians after 30 years. of independence burns holes in dreams Where peace still flickers our roots need not be chained to war where no one wins until peace restores balance makes its way back home in humanity

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PEACE UNFOLDS By Nina Padolf With its spotlight over earth even as nightfall shuffles in it keeps the land warm until again it rises over hills and across countries without hesitation. What keeps the balance of how small we all are from a distance is not just our size for surely we have taken up far too much space yet, we have choices to make shall we give back or take away from what is our brief stay.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 STOP WAR AND LET'S LOVE By Mohammad Ali Aznab No war, no arms, no harms, no chaos, no cry, no death I desire love, peace, dedication, patience and holy mirth. No boast, no anger, no malice, no attack, no bombing sound I dream humility, modesty, sympathy, mercy beyond bound. A little sacrifice, a smiling face, a soft mind can stop war Self-ego, prestige, greed, mean interest the reasons are. Life is a gift on this earth and every breath is divine grace In the cycle of time all things grow fade and lose trace. Success is here if we can adorn our life with love and peace If we can make others smile and create in heart pure bliss. We all are floating on the wave of time to the eternal goal We must reap our harvest in future -no doubt with our soul. Let's shake off anger, malice, revenge, boast and greed In the hearts of all throughout the world let's kindly breed Forgiveness, love, sympathy, fraternity, equality widely Let's make a world peaceful, united, harmonious purely. Let every bud bloom and scatter fragrance around sweetly Let the birds twitter in the trees and fly in the open sky joyously. Come, smile, shake hands, hug and love with warm heart Let all chaos, cry, pains, shouts from the earth forever depart. Mohammad Ali Aznabi was born on 8 October 1980 in Comilla District, Bangladesh. His father is Md. Abdur Razzaque & his affectionate mother is Lalmoti Begum. Poet's educational life was full of achievement and he was always first in his classes in primary, secondary and higher secondary levels. He came of an insolvent family and his father was a petty farmer. Poverty could not create obstruction on the way of his acquiring knowledge. Poet Aznabi's recent poetry collection 'Golden Wings of Love ' has been published by McKinley publishing hub of USA which is now available on Amazon. He has achieved so many awards and recognition from a lot International Poetry Platforms and become popular widely among the global poets.He gained graduation with honours in English literature in 2003 and post graduation in 2004 from Bangladesh National University. The poet is teaching in Ispahani Public School & College, a renowned educational institution as a Senior teacher in English. Spiritualism, love, nature, philosophy of life, patriotism, revolt against injustice, sense of renaissance are depicted with spontaneous words in his poems.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 LJUBAV NEBA I ZEMLJE By Nermina Adzovic Mustagrudic Svjetlost je sjaj koji treba, Da blista zemljom sve do neba. Miris ljepote da se širi, Lahor nježni da dušom piri. Neću boje bez sunčeva sjaja, Sivilo čemerom život osvaja. Lancima steže čelično bode, Hoću dašak svoje slobode. Boli li suza koja kane , Na travke ili najteže rane. Žališ li moju sreću što živim, Neću udah pod oblakom sivim. Moj glas nek bude tvoja java, I moje dijete nek mirno spava. Zbog jedne riječi i parče neba, Zar cijeli svijet ispašti treba. I ja se ljutim ali ćutim, Smiraj nađem ljubavlju u tišini. Ja uvijek pravdom življenja sudim, Životi se ne predaju olovnoj prašini. Nermina Adžović Mustagrudić, Koordinator Resursnog Centra Z.Službe Ministarstva Prosvjete i Nauke. Podgorica – Montenegro.Autor zastupljena u preko 150 zbirki i 170 antologija, takođe Evropskog i Svjetskog Šampionata Poezije. Dobitnik mnogih nagrada priznanja, potvrda, zahvalnica, diploma, plaketa, povelja, zlatnih medalja i td. Dobitnica nagrade Let u zvijezde - Svjetska književna Akademija.Nagrada Najbolji Organizator Festivala poezije .Pjesnik 2020 godine .Dobitnik Džek popularnosti.Dobitnik Specijalne nagrade i član žirija na Evropskom šampionatu poezije, Šampion Svjetskog Šampionata poezije. Senator Svjetske Unije pjesnika, Potpredsjednik Svjetske Književne Akademije. Dobitnik nagrade u Salonu Svjetske Književnosti i umjetnosti, autor u Antologiji i Enciklopediji„Najbolji pjesnici svijeta“.Predsjednik Svjetske Knjìževne Akademije Platforma za Crnu Goru.Dobitnica mnogih priznanja i prestižnih nagrada .Zlatna Plaketa BF - BIH.Predsjednik zirija Bihaćkog Festivala Sevdaha.Pišem za djecu i ljubavnu poeziju .Moje knjige sam samostalno i ponosno objavila .Opjevana za zivota u pjesmi ,,Pjevaj Bosno".

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 RIZNICA LJUBAVI By Gordana Saric Tražim svijet gdje se ljubav slavi, gdje lijepa riječ raste na poljima mira, da sklonim čak i sopstvenu sjenu od kobi bezumnih sukoba i nemira. U mom srcu od sna i svjetlosti riznica ljubavi za sve ljude ima i ne mogu shvatiti razlog mržnje prema drugim vjerama i narodima. Jedan Bog, kako god ga neko zvao, stvorio je srce da ljubi i voli i da se sa drugim srcem spaja, nije važno kom božanstvu se moli. Moja želja za jedinstvom duša htjela bi poletjeti iz srca i grudi, htjela bi da razumom i mudrošću uma svijet razjedinjen ljubavlju probudi. Moje čežnje krikom duše za mir mole za život gdje blag osmijeh ljude spaja, i grlim sve neznane koji se vole željne prijateljskih toplih zagrljaja.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE TREASURE OF LOVE By Gordana Saric 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 a fiery heart and from the chest, it would like with smile and wisdom of mind to awake divided world by love. I want diversity to be loved and respected to unite people of noble sentiments and I embrace souls scattered throughout the world eager for a friendly warm hug.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 INVITATION FOR THIRD WORLD WAR ..WHY By Dr. Ashok Kumar For love, peace and prosperity No requirements of nuclear weapons and cruelty For blessings and generosity Need of care and sincerity Oh , cruelty, corpses everywhere All are powerful; braves are rare O strong leader! Is vision ,mission of nuclear fair? Nations lost their valuable soldiers; innocent citizens their peace of mind Poet's heart ask; who's doing service for mankind ? Oh , crying nature; weeping stars from the infinite sky Hungry ,thirsty flowers; flame of fire before die Oh , destruction of beautiful art and architecture heart weeps for every valuable soul and treasure If all nations engaged in the modern Third World War; Who will heal the bleeding wounds of Nuclear weapons scars? Leaders lost generosity; forget deep divine humanity For love, Peace and prosperity No requirements of nuclear weapons and cruelty . Dr. Ashok Kumar is an international bilingual Mystic poet from India . He's working as a principal in a reputed institute of India .His Spiritual Philosophical and Mystical poems are translated and published in various language like Spanish , Italian , Arabic language .

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THREE FLASH FICTIONS BY CHRISTOPHER T. DABROWSKI By Christopher T. Dabrowski Adam thought mankind was extinct. He did not understand why he survived. He was supposed to be happy, but about what? What awaits him except loneliness? He wandered around the world looking for the living, but everywhere was the same corpses, corpses and more corpses. And omnipresent stench of decay. He would feed his sorrows with unhealthy snacks and drank alcohol. Finally, he couldn’t stand it any longer and hanged himself. Living overseas, Eva, unfortunately, had the same problem. There were dozens of more survivors around the world, but the world was now too big for them to ever meet. His army grew big. More soldiers, more tanks, more cannons. But the judgment day came, the day George’s empire fell. That day, as usual, he painted toy-soldier. He got so lost in it that heard the rumble of bombs in the distance. He never imagined he would get so carried away. He glanced at the television. It was switched off, as was the radio. “Ah, the power of imagination!” - He thought with satisfaction, placing the figurine on the board. Moments later, a bomb hit his house. George and his mighty army ceased to exist in the blink of an eye. What a country! A terrorist hatchery! No more! Bombs have generated countless explosions. Unmanned aircraft fired at the survivors with a series of rifles. Victory! We won. - the proud president thundered. He took pride in being the undefeated world power. Soldiers raped defenseless women. Doesn’t matter they’ ll die anyway. They tortured innocents. Evidence? What for? Everyone is a terrorist. The wounded with limbs torn off bled out for hours. Newborns burned alive...the hospital was mistakenly bombed. Sorry. Hundreds, thousands of orphans. They ‘ll starve. The streets filled with the remains of bodies... But the most important thing is that… WE’VE WON! Christopher T. Dabrowski is a Polish writer and screenwriter. His books have been published in Poland, the USA, Spain and Germany. His stories were published in many countries: USA, England, Australia, Canada, Poland, Russia, Germany, India, Slovakia, Czech Republic, Brasil, Spain, Argentina, Italy, Hungary, Mexico, Albania ‘ Nigeria.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 BROTHERLY PROTECTOR’S; ANOTHER TROJAN HORSE By Mark Andrew Heathcote Russia, another wolf in sheep’s clothing has put on a pantomime horse costume this twenty-first century wooden Trojan horse show masquerades as the saviors of a peaceful neighbor cloaks all its people, folks back home; marches sightless trampling on the lives of women and children running for their lives that now resembles the Crossing of the Red Sea from those Egyptian devils these so called brothers who lay siege with tanks use a media blanket and dress as the peacemakers. Have on a signature sign a new swastika-Z and come with special protector’s instructions to put nuclear forces on special alert’s thankfully some tanks were knocked out on the road with a Molotov cocktail still containing dead burning Russian soldiers killed by a militia made up of ordinary citizens fighting for home and country, their citizenship of the rest of Europe, the rest of the free world, but Putin he knows best this Action man eats conflict for breakfast and needs his are kicked by a coup like the one that killed the whole Russian Romanov family, Russians give him some Novichok nerve agent and have his remains thrown down a disused mine shaft. Mark Andrew Heathcote is adult learning difficulties support worker, he has 200-plus poems published in journals, magazines, and anthologies both online and in print, he resides in the UK, from Manchester, Mark is the author of “In Perpetuity” and “Back on Earth” two books of poems published by Creative Talents Unleashed.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 LET ME CRY FOR PEACE By Mhardz Guivarra My heart got broken when my eyes saw the breaking news in the internet about how Ukraine slowly invaded by selfish Russian leader. I was like a broken glass that couldn’t fix itself from being broken. My heart said sorry to all the innocents. I wanna hug those children, women, and men. They suffered. They cried hard. And they prayed for peace. I just wanna wish that peace would invade the whole worry. I wanna wish that they would aim the justices. God, please help those in needs and your innocent children.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 YOU SHOULD STOP By Mhardz Guivarra Your heart filled with selfishness, wildness, and anger. Your mind filled with wrong decisions and overthinking. You should stop from being an evil. Only if you care for peace and harmony. In no judgements, you should stop From creating a problem with Hard to find solution. Please, you should stop.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PEACE By Mhardz Guivarra The world with anger people living in it Has no different to a hell world. The land with bomb and missiles Has no different to a human. And a world with harmonize people Have no different to safe and heaven.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WHEN THE GUNS ARE QUIET By Ojo Olumide Emmanuel Hands stretches out as if God is in a holding-distance. Mouths glue in supplications‘ miseries. An avalanche of sobs descends from many hearts. Bodies drift ‘ are flooded away by grief. neighborhoods smell of flesh, gunpowder ‘ burning... edifices shatter; bullet-ridden, bomb-lashed, shrinks ‘ collapse. ‘ More artillery orders ‘ armored targets recycles... A girl, six, underground, hiding, softly reaches for her mother: “mum, the guns are silent tonight. We’ve been silent all through the day, is safety any close or shall we fall into one final deep sigh-lens?”Her mum mumbled with a trembling but mountain-pushing voice:“Look around. before now, our hearts ferried hope. hope spurned like cobwebs above our heads. this hope glowed like sunlight resting inside a fruit-basket until hostilities placed its filthy hands in and sunlight melted out of our basket. now, it veils under a cloak. the new glows filters through our windowpanes from bombs. Moans wails is how we greet our mo(u)rnings. our eyes feast on darkness from the underground.Weapons are busy playing dark melodies in the sky. We are all victims of this frenzy and the world no longer offer pillows. you place your head on stones and your body aches. people are stones nowadays. you jut into memories, once in a while ‘ from there, you pluck roses ‘ olives. those were days when the guns were quiet. when no threat threatened a cubit of your existence. those were days when your loud giggles travelled a mile without restraints. now, they are fragments of muted whispers.” My child, if you’d be still, you’d hear a voice whispering inside your head: “despair not, there’s a sunshine ahead of these dark days even when chaos seems the only portrait your eyes know now...”Mother ‘ daughter hugs quietude.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WAR HEROES, PEACE VILLAINS By Ojo Olumide Emmanuel fresh roses, fresh S aids, aids, aids S missiles, missiles, missiles E bangs, bangs, bangs E boots, boots, boots N black gowns, hats N tramples, tramples, tramples S boots, boots, boots S moans, moans, moans E boys, boys, boys E mourn, mourn, mourn L cackles, cackles, cackles L fire, fire, fire E caskets, caskets, caskets E cackles, cackles, cackles S departure, departure, departure S tanks, tanks, tanks S diggers, diggers, diggers S women, women, women W fire, fire, fire W men, men, men A fresh roses, fresh A girls, girls, girls, R girls, girls, girls, R boys, boys, boys I men, men, men I aids, aids, aids S missiles, missiles, missiles S bang, bang, bang E moans, moans, moans E black gowns, hats N mourn, mourn, mourn N sobs, sobs, sobs S sobs, sobs, sobs S diggers, diggers, diggers E shovels, shovels, shovels E threats, threats, threats L tanks, tanks, tanks L departure, departure, departure E threats, threats, threats E tramples, tramples, tramples S wilted roses, wilted. S wilted roses, wilted. S women, women, women. S Ojo Olumide Emmanuel is a Nigerian Poet and Book Editor. He is the Author of the Poetry Chapbook "Supplication For Years in Sands" (Polarsphere Books, 2021). His works have appeared and forthcoming at Feral, Quills, Poemify, Melbourne-Culture,TNR and elsewhere. He is the Editor-in-Chief of The Nigerian Review (TNR). He currently curates the monthly Wakasoprize for Poetry and Abubakar Gimba Prize for Short Fiction. He is a fellow of SprinNG Writers Fellowship.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 APEL By Zorana Gavrilović U ratu se teško živi Na betonu ili njivi, Umesto kiše geler pada, Mnogo ljudi tad se jada. Lako se tad mre Kao nikad pre. Stvara se tad ljuta rana I leči se kroz mnogo dana, A ljudi su isti svuda A ipak oružje vrluda. Pa zar „naš“ rat nije Poslužio za nauk Kad se bitka bije Ostaje strahota i muk. Zorana Gavrilović, rođena 07.07.1967. godine u Leskovcu, Republika Srbija.Živi u Leskovcu, Republika Srbija.Diplomirani pravnik.Objavljene knjige: Kestenova fuga u izdanju IP Alma 2009.godine, Elektronska knjiga Badnji dan u izdanju IA Nova Poetika 2013.godine, Elektronska knjiga Diplomci u izdanju IA Nova Poetika 2013.godine, Elektronska knjiga Sudbine dvojice Jovana u izdanju IA Nova poetika 2014.godine I Elektronska knjiga Stablo u izdanju IA Nova Poetika i Argus books magazines 2015.godine.Elektronske knjige se mogu besplatno čitati.Radovi su joj zastupljeni u više poetskih zbornika i na internet portalima forum Nova poetika-Argus books magazines, www.pravac.com, www.slovoslovlje.com i www.fioka.in.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 LOVE FOR WORLD PEACE By Rojo Boy Gamino The earth is hungry with shrill, metallic blood again the empty space is full of screams from innocent children, peace is nothing but an unpriced bargain thus this war that imprisons people do now begin. We can create a world that is full of love, kindness, and respect for humanity. This is the time to end hate, violence, and anger that create war. For us to maintain a good relationship, we need to wear self-control with a clear mind and a vision. Stop the hate and continue to love one another. We can build a better tomorrow, so our children will have a good future. Rather than fueling threats to their security. We have to choose peace in our hearts. Do n’t let power control you, Do n’t let your power dictate you. Let’s find a place, Where people can discover how to care and how to be successful. A place where everyone belongs. Rojo Boy Gamino is a certified author/writer under NBDB (National Book Development Board). He is currently living in Nasugbu Batangas, Philippines. He has published six books which include Nang Manlamig Ang Pag-ibig, Mga Tula ni Ginoong Pogi, Heartbreak (which is included in the anthology, ‘Potion for the Passionate’), Si Lilac at Kanyang Prince Charming (which is included in the anthology Magkasintahan Volume 15), Pagsintang Iginuhit Sa Alapaap at Palayain ang Puso ( included in the anthology Magkasintahan Volume 15), Upos na Pag-ibig, and Ang Paghilom ng Pusong Sinugatan( book anthology: Walang Forever pero may climate change).He also loves singing, thus he composes songs.“Continue to believe and trust in God, nothing is impossible with Him,” is his celebrated ideal.

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 I DREAM by Kabishev Alexander Konstantinovich I dream of the times, When people forget quarrels. I dream of the times, When people’s thoughts will be kinder. I dream of the times, Where a person will not be judged by appearance, I dream of the times, Where everyone will appreciate freedom. I dream of the times, Without borders, selfishness and pain. I dream of the times, In which we are building cities together. What do you dream about? My dear reader, Do you have your own dream, Or are you someone else’s will prospector? Kabishev Alexander Konstantinovich (K.A.K.) - engineer, graduate of the D.F. Ustinov BSTU “Voenmeh” poet and writer, volunteer journalist of the POET magazine, active participant and director of the magazine at the ”LIFE LINE OF EVERY CHILD” foundation, founder and head of the international creative and cultural project “DEMO GOG”, editor-in-chief of the HUMANITY magazine, author of the collection of short stories “NIGHTMARE’S”, the collection of poems “DANCE OF POETRY”, the novel ”RED CORAL” . Curator and organizer of collections of modern prose and poetry “SILICON AGE’S” (2 volumes), the Russian-Vietnamese collection “DAWN”, and the collection ”WHISPER IN THE WIND”. Director of the ECLF documentary. Member of the Russian Union of Writers. Member of the Writers’s Union of North America. Co-author of many collections and publications in magazines and online media. A number of his author’s works have been translated and published in Spanish, Arabic, Italian, Vietnamese, English and Tagalog (Russia, Saint Petersburg)

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HOW TO COOK PEACE? By DauntlessHunterr How to cook peace and be at ease. This is how you do it. Prepare for a world of change. First, combine PEACE with a dozen of DISCIPLINE. Second, pour a bunch of RESPECT and mix it well with a crate of KINDNESS. Then, let it simmer with a bag of EQUALITY. Next, saute it with a bushel of EQUITY, together with a gallon of UNDERSTANDING. Let it boil with UNITY and cover it with HAPPINESS. Lastly, let it rest with a ton of CONTENTMENT. Serve it with a sprinkle of LOVE. Share and enjoy the oozing self-fulfillment and enjoyment of PEACE!

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WE PREFER By DauntlessHunterr We prefer war of pens Not War of armed forces. We prefer our pens to bleed Not A life to plead. We prefer to be lost of words Not To be lost in the mess of world. We prefer a conflict in our works Not A conflict with states. We prefer to kill words from our writings Not To kill with bombings. We prefer to join the war of words Not A war of killings. We prefer to have wounds in our story Not To have wounds in reality caused by hostility. We prefer to cure the world's mentality Through Our works weaved by reality written in purity. We prefer to voice the social issues Until Our pen lost its ink. We prefer Because It's for the better.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? By DauntlessHunterr We keep on ranting. Whining. About how the world is changing. But how can you complain, If you haven't done anything? Start in small things. A baby steps leads to bigger things. Bigger things makes wonderful change. Change that can make you say, 'I did something!' Let the world hear it. Let the world see it. Let the world feel the change you made. Now, let me ask you, What have you done? DauntlessHunterr is a long time frustrated writer. It was until this recent year, when she finally decided to share to the world her stories. Her greatest fear as a writer is not being able to express her imaginations, thoughts and feelings into words. Her penname is a daily reminder that we are dauntless in hunting our goals despite the fear that we are feeling.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 FREEDOM By Shahid Abbas The dove flies on the backstage of the cosmos and raindrops fall on the face of humanity the blue iris springs from worthy dry soil and the rainbow appears on the roof of faithfulness. The black town shall be cleansed without prejudice for others the moon in her phases shines though an egoic universe the sun rises in warming rays as seasons pass into eternity Nature's gifts are for this land elegant in her caress abundant in grace the hopeful people glad beneficiaries of her offering with their confidence vitalized with dogged determination and new-found enlightenment the humbled heart believes the darkness will transform itself into the unique shape of light as they once more start their journey toward freedom. Shahid Abbas is writer and poet from Tandlianwala Faisalabad Pakistan. He lives in a village karapla 421. He is co Author of 6 books. His book going to publish"Words from Nature“.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HAIKUS BY BINOD DAWADI By Binod Dawadi Let’s love together, The last breathe remains come here, Who knows what will be. More than me believe, I can’t give you anything, I love you so much. Let’s go to date please, We will enjoy there in far, Noone will disturbs. Kiss me hold me please, Hug me with your hands in love, I am in your love. Lover I love you, I have no words to praise you, I can promise you. True love let’s do here, Let’s do let’s forgot others, You and me only. I am beggar man, I can’t give you anything, Besides my true love. I am in a love, Mode are you also or not, Answer politely. I miss you darling, I love you than anyone, Else my love for you. Let’s enjoy in our, Life let’s forgot all mistakes, Let’s make our present.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 CONFLICT WORLD By Mantri Pragada Markandeyulu What I Thought, This World Today Is Not That World, I Expected? Reigns of Rulers, Years Rolled Rules Gone, Dictators Era ǁ Combats Still in Vogue No Day without a Conflict Wars Became Order of The Day Inter-Country Combats seen often ǁ No Day Left for Intra-Party Conflicts World Watches Ongoing Combats Who Support Whom for Sanctions? World War, A Day Is Not Far ǁ War Like Conflicts seen often People die for Power Rule Value to Life, No Country Gives War Can Lead to Casualties ǁ People Gave Power, Rulers to Rule People expected Peaceful Environment People’s Ambition, Enact the Rule Peoples Aspirations, Hope to Be Good ǁ Misunderstandings are often seen Who is not great, it’s everybody great? All countries are great, countrymen feel so Dangers seen with terrorism strikes ǁ People killed through wars of terrorism Countless casualties in war zones Epidemics spread as people suffer Countless loss to Lives and Properties ǁ Lives hit through chemical bombings Normal life dislocated throughout the world Lost economy never regains for decades Hopeless conditions people to confront ǁ Government’s collapse over the years People suffer with epidemic diseases Wisemen decisions avoids conflicts Ceasefire agreements stop combats for a breath Judgments are good for peace Who blames who, is the point of thought? Policies are the duty of government Efficiency of Rulers prove handling situation

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 FREEDOM CRIES OUT OF By Aaron Blackie The Suburbs; Out of the silent villages, Out Of the maddening Cities... She cries, With shrilling voice Sharper than Two-edged sword, Out of the Highlands, out Of The lowlands, The inner circles... She mourned For her children... Through The pathways, The Highways, and The bypasses... In her tears-soaked face, She asked, “Where are my dwelling Places? And what are the colors Of my spaces? I am not the alluring Queen fashioned For the closed doors... For The best things in life Spring Out of my peaceable Realms... And on whose farmlands Would my Destiny flourished And blossomed, As promised, Like the palm tree, oh, Sons and Daughters of my womb...?” “Freedom is within you—the Inherent territory...The Colours of your spaces Are within your walls For the painting...”, a Roaring 109

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Voice, reassured... “To whom then are these Guaranteed?” Freedom cries... “To Men On clandestine boots, Eager to build Blood-soaked Bridges With the anguishing Tears of The Innocents? To whom do I turn to For the lasting strides on My allotted Spaces on mother Earth...? Oh, to the STRONGMEN Resting on Delilah’s lap? Or the spineless kings in High places, Under the grip of Devious Jezebels...? Or the self- centered Ravens, trading my Spaces for the highest Bidders? Oh, I see it on the horizon: The MYSTERY Beyond the labyrinth Islands Is on the piping!” Two things are certain And Much more: Wherever my loins breed In peace, Many more Are the gifts of the Returns... The mastery of time Would not be Ours to tame...When The Colors of our spaces Are In the clutch of Others to Paint-The Good of the Encroaching 110

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Invaders... Aaron Blackie, a Nigerian, is a Poet, a Novelist, a Lyricist and a Blogger.A Priest in God house and a priest of Nature. Having then delighted earlier in life by his father introducing him to the Hebrew writings of Job, David, Solomon and that venerable Poet-Prophet, Isaiah. He went on to submerged himself voraciously into the African classics, rich in rhythms and English classics. He came out with a medium for inspiring, and uplifting messages in the quest of finding purpose and essence in life. These are richly embedded in The Rhythms Of The Roadmaker/ The Dove Songs.He is a recipient of numerous Poetry awards from the various Poetry communities he belonged.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 STOP RATU By Suada Sokolovic Jeste li sa uma sišli !? Zar niste u dvadest prvom vijeku Ratove prevazišli ? Zar treba ubijati Nečijeg sina , nečije dijete ? Zar za vas ljudski život Ne vrijedi više od opuška cigarete ? Zar ljudski život treba da se zgazi Na tek početnoj životnoj stazi ? Zar nije graditi sreću Ljepša od vođenja ratova tema ? Zar u vašim glavama Osim ideja za ubijanja Drugih ideja nema ? Kakva li vam je u mislima Pred spavanje slika ? Neka vam tuđe suze Budu teže od čelika ! Zar treba na osnovu davnih prošlosti Neko nekom da se sveti ? Hej , vi što ubijate I vama valja mr’jeti !

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PITANJE By Suada Sokolovic Željela bih ,eto ,znati Što se mora ratovati ! Kome na um pada Ta ideja , pogubna , ružna , Te sva lica djece Moraju bit tužna .. Zašto se među nama Zla namjera budi !? Kad ćemo već shvatiti Da smo svi mi ljudi . Svijest ,svijest ljudska Neka se probudi ! Suada Suljić Sokolović rođena je 22.08.1955 godine u Tuzli.Osnovno i srednje obrazovanje stekla u rodnom gradu.Godine 1976., pri Jugoslovenskom institutu za novinarstvo u Beogradu,stekla zvanje novinara.Bila je dopisnik sarajevskih listova Oslobođenje i Svijet, te tuzlanskog lista Front Slobode, kao i mnogih drugih.Uvrštena je u tridesetak zbornika međunarodnog karaktera,kao i u Svjetsku Antologiju,na engeskom i njemačkom jeziku.Član je Udruženja Bosanskih umjetnika i član Udruženja pisaca Australije. Uvrštena je,biografijom i slikom,u Biografski Leksikon“ KO JE KO u BiH“,koji je štampao Planjax 2018 i u Jedinstvenu Aleju pisaca u Bobarama u kojoj joj je zasađeno drvo. Dobitnica je više književnih nagrada,među kojima je i SREBRNA PLAKETA koju joj je dodijelio UDRUŽENJE BOSANSKIH UMJETNIKA. Autor je osam objavljenih knjiga: 1. Put u neizvijesnost ,poezija , Arta Centar Sarajevo 2015. 2. Na krilimavjetra - poezija Grafoton Sarajevo 2015. 3. Sudbina, prozno-poetska Sabah print 2016 . Sarajevo 4. Ni na nebu ni na zemlji, prozno-poetska Planjax komerc ,Tešanj 2016. 5. Čovjek koji je izgubio identitet,prozno-poetska ,Planjax komerc Tešanj , 2017.god. 6. Iskušenje ,proza,poezija i aforizmi, Planjax komerc Tešanj,2018.god. 7. Put do istine , proza i poezija, Planjax komerc Tešanj , 2019.god. 8. Zamršene sudbine ,roman- Planjax komerc Tešanj ,2021.god. Od 1991.živjela u Njemačkoj u gradu Hamburg,a od 1998. živi i stvara u Australiji,u gradu Melbourn.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HUMANITY PREVAILS NOT WARS By Monsif Beroual Military forces around the globe, Teach me how to be A soldier ready to go in long nights in cold days A machine, waiting for an enemy For unknown battle A fight shall come one day A loss of war waiting for both sides, On my shoulder holding a rifle gun A bullet ready to pull out The First bullet, killed my humanity The Second one killed my root as a human being, Around me there are no enemies Just poisoned words control me Sorry sir, my gun not ready Because on this globe, there are no enemies There is only one family. Shaped into different colors With different beliefs Separate into different nations And only love shall prevail To embrace all one day, not wars. He was born in Midelt, Morocco, on 1994.He graduated from Sidi Mohammed Ben Abdlalah University, section Public Law in Arabic at Taza City, Morocco.Holds his Master Degree “Strategy of Decision-Making” (Political Science ‘ IR Field.He is a multi- awarded and International renowned poet.His poems have been translated into a dozen languages : Spanish , French , Chinese , Polish , Arabic , Romanian, Bulgarian, Bangla, Serbian, Croatian, Italian, and Taiwanese. His poems have been published in several International magazines, in more than 300 international anthologies and magazines .

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ZAMLČALA KAŤUŠA By Martin Marek Zamlčala Kaťuša, len v spomienkých žije. Znovu Slovan zo Slovanom sa o kúsok zeme bije. Každé naše chyby dnes sa draho platia. Pýtam sa ja,pýtam: „Či sme ešte bratia?“ Pýtam sa ja pýtam, nie len rôček prvý: „Či je kúsok zeme hodnejší od krvy ?“ Moje slová budú vypísané zlatom, keď sa raz vymieri brat so svojím bratom. Martin Marek rođen je 22.09.1966.godine u Janošiku (Srbija).Završio je Matematičku gimnaziju i letnju novinarsku školu.Oženjen je,otac je dvoje dece i deda svom prvom unuku.Živi i radi u Beogradu. Član je Udruženja pisaca „POETA“,Pesničkog društva “RADE I PRIJATELJI”,Udruženja pisaca „DUNAVSKI VENAC” i Međunarodne asocijacije književnika Bugarske-Rusije-Srbije.Do sada je objavio pet zbiraka svojih pesama.Pesme su mu objavljivane i u mnogim zbornicima.Svoje pesme piše na srpskom i slovačkom jeziku, a sam prevodi svoje pesme na nemački,ruski i bosanski jezik.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 UZMI PERO U RUKU By Tamara Dragic Uzmi pero u ruku Izbaci čemer i jad I svu zemaljsku muku Svu strepnju,suze, glad Podigni dijete uvis Umjesto klete puške Nek para sreće uzvik Te tvrde grudi muške Ne bacaj na nejač bombe Ne ruši snove i nade Neka se granice sklone Mržnja i barikade Napiši stihove srcem Prekini suludi rat Na svijetu širi ljubav Čovjek je čovjeku brat Tamara Dragić rođena je 1987. godine u Banjoj Luci. Prvu zbirku poezije ,, SAM U GOMILI" objavljuje u decembru 2016. godine. Roman ,, BOŽIĆI U VREMENU" objavljuje u septembru 2020. godine. Zbirka haiku poezije ,, Mjesečeva Kći" u pripremi. Spoljnji je saradnik Narodne i univerzitetske biblioteke Republiuke Srpske. Učesnik mnogobrojnih književnih manifestacija, kao i voditelj književnih promocija. Piše i književne recenzije. Bavi se lekturom poezije. Objavljivana joj je i poezija za djecu. Radovi su joj zastupljeni u mnogim zbornicima i knjigama, kao i u Balkanskoj antologiji. Dobitnica je više književnih nagrada i priznanja.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ROTTEN SPRING By Bidisha Chakraborty Skirmish triumphs, Aesthetic plunges, Loathed with blood bath Puzzled anatomies, Spoiled euphoria, Russian malfunctioning An offensive Diplomat, aborted the genesis of humanity The time of rotten Spring sets With pungent nuclear odors, raisin bloods, smashed skulls Turned flesh, abandoned identities Monsoons altered with showering missiles Fake negotiations as silence prevails Meaningless vows in disguise of corrupted autocracies Back stabs with arms ammunition A hell is made out of heaven Rotten Spring harvests catastrophe, Jazz of man made bombardments, flak, snipping Ripens diplomatic stiffness Lovers parted, Affinities vanquished, Families separated across borders for an offensive Diplomat The Seven wonders of the World stands as witnesses Hour glass is ringing the bells of coalition, Satan will be ousted from the pandemonium of autocracy Normalcy will be resurrected with peace and love The time and tide will ascend over genesis of humanity History serenaded with an offensive Diplomat. As Russia invades Ukraine: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times……… it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.” * quoted from A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WILD INTERROGATIONS By Bidisha Chakraborty Identified as cannibals, our existence is wild Are we humans or talking toms ? Human world is topsy-turvy Why everything so tempting around ? There’s war, bloodshed, anarchic catastrophes Participants of severe vulnerability Deserted empathy, Hollowed sympathies, Love and humanity, a Utopian panorama Synthetic services for the citizens, I am retrospecting Orwell’s 1848 Fascist devils rule the World They are equivalent to beasts As wild as cannibals Void is a new metaphor Human World turned wasteland Neither love, nor humanity Categorization as ANARCHIC EMBLEM Lovers separated through sex gadgets Mothers lost their umbilical connections Blood flow replaces river water With alluring jealousies Violations upon volition Beings have been stripped from the world It’s the continent of cannibals Turned into a wasteland from divine greenery The following wild interrogations seems infinite. Bidisha Chakraborty is a post graduate student in English Language and Literature from University of Calcutta, former intern as an Academic Researcher at Y.E.S Intercultural, Michigan (2020). She is currently pursuing her B.Ed degree, a pedagogic research course from Adamas University, Calcutta. Her area of interests prevails in creative writing and she is a poet by passion. Bidisha aspires to pursue her doctoral research on Romantic Literature in her future endeavors.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 RETURNING TO CENTER By Gloria Keh Amid the chaos, the fears and the anxieties, I know a safe place. It is just waiting for me, to embrace me, comfort me, and give me strength. It is deep Within me In my core. My heart of hearts. My center. Why venture out? When just within me, is this place of silence, of joy, of peace.

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Gloria Keh

Gloria Keh, 70, began painting since childhood. Her late father, an oil painter, Martin Fu, was her first art teacher.She studied mandala art and symbolism for over 10 years at the Theosophical Society in Melbourne, Australia; and undertook a short course in art therapy at an art college in Singapore.In 2008, Gloria founded a non profit charity outreach program Circles of Love, using her art in the service to humanity. Since that year, all money raised from sales of her artworks has been donated 100% to charities.She has participated in over 100 art exhibitions and has been blessed with 18 international art awards.Gloria enjoys art journaling, making bookart and writing poetry.She lives in Singapore.

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Lidia Chiarelli

Lidia Ciarelli is one of the Charter Members of Immagine Poesia, the art-literary Movement founded in Torino (Italy) in 2007 with Aeronwy Thomas.Installation artist and collagist. Coordinator of #DylanDay in Italy.Award-winning poet since 2011.Her writing has been published in more than 150 International Poetry magazines and web-sites.https://lidiachiarelli.jimdofree.com/

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Besnike Baftiri, Albanian girl born 20.02.2005 Prilep, live in Zhitoshe, Prilep Northern Macedonia, Studied in the second year at the High school,, Rilindja_Пpеpодбa, Zitose She is excellent student and hers hobby is painting In State level she was winner first place in the competition for corruption. She painting portrets and different theme, she likes one day to study Art.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Actis, Gianpiero (Italy) Gianpiero Actis (Torino, Italy). Eye surgeon and artist, with permanent exhibitions in the UK (Swansea, Wales). In 2007 co-founder of the art-literary Movement Immagine ‘ Poesia with Aeronwy Thomas. Jury member for the Arts at Turin Live Festival. /

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 LOST CAT By Mara There’s a cat A cat is walking to the street peacefully A cat walking to come home. There’s a cat, there’s a cat There’s a cat until someone attack her Where’s the cat now? I don’t see the cat Meow, where are you? Meow, are you okay? I see a lost cat A lost cat that doesn’t know where to go, A lost cat that lost her home. Meow, I hear the cat crying Meow, the cat didn’t stop crying I saw a family of cats, The family of the cat who loses her kittens The cat runaway The cat jump on somewhere I can’t see her anymore I’ll never see her again she left this town broken and alone She lost her home and her precious kittens We should be responsible for every action we made We should not think by ourselves but try to consider others Every action there are always consequences in return We should spread love and peace of mind I’m praying for the lost cat Hope she can find another reason to keep moving in her life To the one reading this I hope you see the sunshine again even there’s thunder in your situation I can’t wait to see your smile again “Hurting other people doesn’t make you powerful”

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 R UK By Mara Are you okay? Are they okay? Listen up! Is everybody okay? Those words are hanging on my mind Those letters are messing my mind. What happened to the world? What happened to the people? Does the word Peace runaway? Does the word Peace try to kill himself to end the miserable happenings Where can I find peace? Where can I find the things to achieve to end this. Do you see the people who lost their homes Do you see the children crying Do you see those fathers/civilians sacrificing their lives for their families and hometown Do you see it? Do you see how cruel their situation is right now I don’t think you do Are you? Someone lost their lives, home, family, pet, and peace Are you happy now? Does this circumstance make you happy now. Can you wave your flag and put it down Can somebody stop this Can someone forgive and forget You should think of your people first before you do anything Did it benefit the people around you or did they suffer? Don’t you hear the world peace Don’t you make a mistake and be forgiven by someone. Why your heart stoned and cold Can’t you hear people crying Can’t you see people dying Wake up! I want you to wake up! I want to wake up to this nightmare I want to see the people smile again I hope the peace make away and stop this fight If you read this I hope you’re okay 128

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 “Let’s stop the fight and start a peaceful life”

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WHERE IS THE LOVE By Mara Does the love fade away Does the love run away Do the people’s hearts had taken away Do we forget the word love. Someone threw explosive devices Someone starts a battle Someone kills people without knowing Someone forget the meaning of life Children’s smile turns to tears Fathers turn to weapons to protect their families Does it feel good to see those things Does this fight make you feel good Everyone runaway for their lives Everyone fighs for their lives Everybody panicking to hop on the bus That bus saved them and put them in safe places Hoping the bus would take them to safe places I’m praying they have plenty of foods and medicines Praying this battle will end soon And the sun will rise again “Let’s put the weapons down and stop hurting each other!” Mara is known as MJMKLT in writing platforms. She graduated with a degree of Bachelor of Science in Entrepreneurship. She spends her leisure time watching movies or listening to music. She adored animals, especially CATS. She believed that you just need a weapon to survive the never-ending battle and her weapon is a piece of paper and ink.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 APEL ZA MIR By Avdulah Ramcilovic Ne rat! No war! Pas de guerre! Kein Krieg! Нет войны! Ні війні!... Rođen sam u miru, živio sam, rastao, radio, stvarao u miru i gradio mir gdje god sam bio. Boli me rat, ne podržavam rat, ne želim rat nigdje na svijetu. Ratom se ništa ne rješava, samo ginu nevini ljudi, ruši se materijalno i duhovno bogatstvo koje je vijekovima stvarano. Poslije rata: zgrade, putevi, fabrike i sve materijalno će se opet obnoviti, izgraditi, napraviti, ali ljudi koji su poginuli, oni se nikada više neće vratiti. Ostaju majke bez sinova, žene bez muževa, djeca bez roditelja, vrtići i škole bez djece, domovina bez naroda… Ostaju vječne rane da krvare, bol i tuga u srcima i dušama onih koji su svoje voljene izgubili… Ostaju tužna sjećanja na strašne događaje i doživljaje iz rata, na patnju, smrt, ruševine, izbjeglištvo, iseljavanje, odlazak iz domovine, koja će se vijekovima prenositi s generacije na generaciju… Ostaje svijetu teška istorija. Ne rat. Molim vas zaustavite rat. Razgovarajte. Mir je uvijek moguć. Molim se za mir u Ukrajini i svijetu.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WHAT IS GOOD ABOUT WAR By Yesim Agaoglu I hear there’s a civil war in your country a military junta has mounted a revolution in that small land of twelve million souls we also are familiar with such goings-on many years have passed I had forgotten you only the poems you wrote were left behind here ı am leagues and leagues away from you I have returned to my own country where ı was born and grew up I guess it was for the best life keeps flowing on anyway I saw it on the TV news the civil war in your country the desperation of the people what’s good about war my heart missed a beat I remembered you.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE OTHER TOY SOLDIERS By Yesim Agaoglu The toy soldiers in the closet are waiting for a chance to seep to the life outside waiting for the right hour to bomb towns to topple the establishment to kill for the sake of killing to kill women, children, every body unfortunately these are not like the nutcracker soldiers. their lead is much too leaden their airplanes the latest technology their bombs infallible they are as pitiless as the doll chucky oh, my friends, wake up, wake up they are kicking the closet door now

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 IMMIGRANTS By Yesim Agaoglu they come with their colors their far-away smells each a patch-work sack some inspire fear since they themselves are afraid to alien rootless exiled illegal they are different they don’t belong with us obviously ıs it that they have more eyes or ears lacking arms and legs maybe what have they hidden in their drawers a few faded photographs a handful of earth within a bowl home soil immigrants migrant birds but oh, without wings alas! Yesim Agaoglu was born and live in Istanbul. She took her undergraduate degree from Istanbul University in Art History and Archaeology, then a Master’s in Radio, TV and Cinema. Her poems have appeared in various anthologies, and her published books of poetry have been translated into many languages. She frequently participates in international literary and poetry festivals, as well as gaining recognition internationally as a contemporary artist.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 TREES & FEATHERS By Jutta van Mal Trees are like Feathers of our mother Earth. Breathing the Eternal To dance a Conscious dance For humanity. We As her children are Blessed. With the dance Of Consciousness By her Breath in Eternity. Utah White Feather. Devotion poems Jutta Pfeiffer 2008

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 AURORA GOLD By Jutta van Mal The Hour of Gold Is the “Aur” of Gold Is the “Or” of our Is the Aura of you Is the ray of the sun Is the smile in “Y”our eyes The radiant warmth Of you in all “W”one Resoundment of you The Aura Ra. Roring Ocean of Ra Pure silver gold Moonlight reflects The call of the ONE Of Aura in our To be Is we are Warmth of thy heart Beloved ONE in us Our or ‘ah’ Our Aura The Door Or we are The re-mem-brain The vibrating Remembrance Meditating Is breathing In resonating The Golden Weil Of the Golden cut

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 OF they in all “W”one Hold on. Hour of Roor RA. Shanti Suan Poems 2005

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE GOLDEN BIRD By Jutta van Mal Yes, this is a lovely story, beyond that of two doves - pigeons: I once met a lady friend, she was pleased to share this lovely story she had heard while she visited India, the greater Himalayan region, mer the foothills of the higher Himalayas, which by some historical, geographical fact held that beautiful city &amp; lake called Nainital, which translated into English has the meaning of Eye of the Goddess! So there she referred to me she met a wise keeper of truth an elder wise man, pretty much aware &amp; conscious about his reincarnation throughout time, and humble referens in his healing work for those poor & needy once that came to listen &amp; to be inspired in their own way of life to the outmost humble understanding of the living God.... and then the ladyfriend started with that story she had heard through the vocal cords & transported by the breath of this Master into her life &amp; attention in final understanding of this lovely story about the golden bird..... He asked to his disciples if they ever had heard about that golden bird... everyone in astonished mood, was moving their heads in a no gesture.... then he said the following to al those who were listening..... “Sometimes in quite remote moments in our lives, we are pleased to hear the golden bird.....” everyone was alert to his story at that moment in time..... “So it is this auspiciousness early in the morning about around the moment of dawn, or first sunray radiate above the horizon with its first ray.... that while we are asleep, .... this golden bird starts singing. and we get notice of its beautiful song...... But we ourselves are still incarnating through the night into our bodies , not yet aware of, but already hear this beautiful song of this bird, residing &amp; we feel without body just in that aware listening of this song of that golden bird..... and only a fractal time later, we become aware as we had been at one with this bird, in one space or room like set….. that we are finding ourselves back into our body, lying still in our bed, but fully awakened &amp; then only after another fractal of time we realize that we are in a room or house or tent, separated by walls of brick or stone or wood, from that sound which had reaches us in such a pure state of awareness ... and we are having a sense of ONEness if feeling truly touched by something just long before words, with a full sense of awakened & alive...” This was what the Master was sharing with that lady, friend of mine, and the story got an even more strong impact to me, as that ladyfriend of mine referred, that she felt so much comforted by this lovely &amp; real life related story, at the edge of the transcendental sphere, that somehow we could sense this deep wish & longing within herself if she would be blessed one day with such a lovely experience of being awakened in her body in the early morning hour before or at the edge of dawn, and also being moved by the question of this golden bird, singing within eternity, -yet- into this earthly sphere really exists... So I was questioning her: “My Dear, tell me... what happened to you after this revelation of such a beautiful story by the Master? And she was continuing her warm sphere of storytelling. She fully turned into my direction which was a warmest gesture of friendship at this moment in time.... “Yes”, she referred as if she was merging into a space of her inner reference &amp; 138

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 experience, “yes my Dear friend, lady friend of mine.... One day it seemed to have covered a long timeframe &amp; time span I woke up in a morning by the so lovely song of a bird, not even at all anything else, but that beautiful sound &amp; truly awaken without any other sense... I felt that morning pleasure, truly I felt astonished, to be wakened up & having that sense of in one room ,one space with this bird, only then my other senses descended into my body! I was really into that landing awareness within my physical body, and only then realized clear like mountain creak water, that I was lying in my bed, and the bird still was sharing with pause but kept on singing in its own moderate way... and after sensing my body, I felt my bed and the awareness of my sleeping room….. but there kept on going this more than clear & alerted sound of this bird, and truly it was singing & my being gave me the reference of a further meditation on the Golden planet, we are said all to be part of -at One- ...” So my Dear new friend, I can share with you, that I felt so deeply pleased to have met a woman, with such great reference of the living &amp; lived experience with those tip of the veil of eternity, having met such auspicious men out there in the Himalayas. Can you imagine how much I felt pleased by having such a lovely lady as my friend.... My heart was going out to those places she must have been, those experience of hers which brought her the grace of having participated into such blessing &amp; kindness , which seemed to be showered upon her. So here my Dear...new friend, is the story of the Golden bird, narrated to you, by someone who loves the truth and ongoing reality of such truth! Please your thought.. Jutta van Mal, Place of birth Germany: Jugenheim Artist names: Shantusuan, Miss Ewwerscht, White Wolf. Night Hawk woman, Nightingale - &amp; Grandmother - of Zutphen, Sunshine of Zutphen market, Grandmother. 1 book published POETRY Dutch, TV ARTIST in Summer in Gelderland; WORK as street theater, - singer, activist, Acapella acts in Europe, America, Africa, Asia Worked with Film director of Indira Gandhi, Mr. Adeep Tandon: Film Babaji; Zee TV Interview: The golden Bird, Nainital; INTERNATIONAL Conferences stand up Comedian; Publishing many poems &amp; short stories over 14 years via FB! Podcast Radio Darmstadt 40 minutes: Sing, write, speak, heal, stay with Jutta for a moment Tibet, India and the Indians with Jutta Pfeiffer (Miss Ewwerscht)

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE WINGED WHITE By Soumik Kumar And he was there Lying on the dusty way Wounds of shame was here Wounds of shame was there All over his body. Soaked and wet Shocked and void Silent amidst the sound Calm on the ground The white sucked the red The white wrapped the bed If only it was there Fluttering before the doom starts! Soumik Kumar De is a poet by passion and a teacher by profession. A postgraduate and Master of Philosophy in English literature, Mr De has been severally anthologized in publications of international repute like Setu, INNSAEI, Borderless, The Indian Rover, Lipi, AWS e-zine, Literoma etc. His poems have been included in internationally acclaimed books like Aulos: An Anthology of Poems; Caravan; Insalutas; Paradise on Earth, An International Anthology; Earth, Fire Water Wind, CYAN: An Anthology of Confessional Poetry, Collegiality and Other Poems, Musings: On Pandemic, Pixie Dust and All Things Magical to name a few. His poems have also been included in Timeless Inspiration: An International Anthology 2021 and The Romantic Breeze. He is also one of the very few global writers to be anthologized in Hunger: An Anthology edited by Dustin Pickering and Stuti Shree and published by Transcendent Zero Press, Houston, Texas. Painting is another of his special area of interest. His oil paints have been included and selected as cover page in many internationally acclaimed books.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 AGAIN THIS SPRING By Margaret O'Driscoll Again this Spring pigeons will nest in leafy weeping willows by Soviet-era apartment blocks in Ukrainian cities Again this Spring lilac's sweet fragrance will waft along the streets Again this Spring blood- red tulips will blossom in the parks. Again this Spring honey bees will fly from colourfull back yard bee hives in the countryside Again this Spring white storks will make their way back to nest on pylons Again this Spring babushkas that remain there will sow seeds of hope on window sills Again this Spring let us hope that Ukraine will be free

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 MESSAGE TO A DICTATOR By Hannie Rouweler And… are you satisfied now? Now hospitals are full of victims, bombs bomb towns and cities and everything is in ruins. Tanks thundering through the streets of an autonomous country that defends its borders with all might with its last soldier. Have you already come up with another idea? Call your daughter call your son and ask them what they believe. Please stop.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 BERICHT AAN EEN DICTATOR By Hannie Rouweler En… ben je nu tevreden? Nu ziekenhuizen vol met slachtoffers liggen, bommen dorpen en steden bombarderen en alles in puin ligt tanks door de straten denderen van een autonoom land dat zijn grenzen verdedigt met alle macht met zijn laatste soldaat. Ben je al op een ander idee gekomen? Bel je dochter bel je zoon en vraag ze wat zij ervan vinden. Stop alsjeblieft. Hannie Rouweler (Netherlands, Goor, 13 June 1951), poet and translator, lives in Leusden, The Netherlands. Her sources of inspiration are nature, love, loss, childhood memories and travel. In 1988 she debuted with Raindrops on the water. Since then about 40 poetry volumes have been published, including translations in foreign languages (Polish, Romanian, Spanish, French, Norwegian, English). Poems have been translated in about 35 languages. She attended five years evening classes in painting and art history, art academy (Belgium). Hannie writes about a variety of diverse topics. ‘Poetry is on the street, for the taking’, is an adage for her. She mixes observations from reality with imagination and gives a ‘pointe’ to her feelings and findings. Unrestrained imagination plays a major part in her works.She has published a few stories (e.g. short thrillers); is editor of various poetry collections.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 DESIRED WORLD By Christian Dave L. Minggay My heart’s pounding so fast. Blood showered in tender grass. What world the innocent hast? A day of two decades ago. A little boy I was in Mom’s womb’s I grow. Scared to be born in this world. I heard from Mom’s lips the two buildings burnt to ashes. My weak body was plagued with angst. The cruelty of the world I heard from old folks. When I was born, the world introduced me to the violence, conflicts, and wars in a history book. Hearing the loud screech of hawks. Makes me want to go back to Mom’s womb. The safe hiding place of innocent children like me. That’s my sudden wish these days as I heard sirens, and Gunfire’s that caused my little heart to flee. Screeching of Ukrainian defending their territory. From Russia the powerful country. Dear Vladimir Vladimirovich Putin Dear Volodymyr Oksandrovych Zelensky Do you see that the white rose wither slowly? What are we supposed to tell the innocent child in Mother’s womb? Why do countries continue to use their weapons? I’m sickly dying singing a broken song. Where’s love? I asked while crying. Some Ukrainians are maimed, exhausted in strength. Russian deep in their hearts there’s a bitter pain. Why we can’t share this world with peace and love? Why we can’t lend our hands together as we sent a thousand doves? Freedom, human rights, hope, and student dreams were trampled down. Woe! The sound of gunfire’s is a great enemy of Ukraine’s happiness. As well as the Russian soldiers buried in a nameless grave. The laughs of children are not heard anymore. But sighs and tears, sorrows and groans. That we heard on all sides. Is this the world we wanted to live in? I lived almost two decades of John Lennon’s dreams. Why Do n’t we have to imagine a peaceful world? Why Do n’t we work together to have the desired world? Hear the innocent child murmuring wish. “We want to live in a festive world with flowers that bloom from west to east” Let’s shed one tear. Let’s spread love. And peace reign against war. Let’s listen to children’s songs wanted peace. Cast the chain of the tragedy of war. Let love reign, Let love reign. 144

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Christian Dave L. Minggay was also known in his Pen name as PlumangTboli is a member of Indigenous People (IP). He’s T'boli creative writer, poet, fictionist, and novelist, He started his passion in writing at Wattpad. He was born on Lake Sebu South Cotabato on December 23, 2001.He was currently studying at Green Valley College Foundation, Koronadal City, South Cotabato as Bachelor In Secondary Education Major in English student, where he became a member Of school creative writer team or literary writer. Christian is a coffee lover and he loves reading. He want to become a self publish author someday and gain the world attention through his works, some example of his works are: Kape, Decades of Chaos, Pula at Puting rosas, hiling, and hintayan. Christian believes in the power of the pen that’s why he is motivated to produce the products of his mind and express what’s inside him.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 IGNITE SOULS By Deepika Singh Reporting from the battlefield of Ukraine, I am in search of azure blue sky, But the black smoke hovered over it. Huge wild roar of bombs, Make me tremble. War torn horror, screams of death, Make me insane. My heart sank by the sound of sirens, Lord save my brother. Colorless life ripped my soul, With the unfulfilled and untamed agony. Starving for food and light is endless. I built my city with utmost care, With a million of dreams in my eyes, Now on the verge of bloody dust. The war miseries will extend far. Economy warfare and Enmity extension. Outburst noise of uncivilized nation Will be documented in the pages of history. War is inhuman nobody win. Only hatred gets victory. Take the road to peace, Let the earth be the earth not the ashes.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 MY TIRED EYES By Depika Singh Longing to see eternal peace Power mongers have some shame We all are tired of walking in the pavement of barbaric blocks Roads are stained with blood bath My tiny ears can’t stand the painful yelling of mothers My naked eyes seeing the flood of dead bodies Wish to be blind The gory of blood shed road Make me mute Mass ruins of town Make me paralyze too Civilization is in the edge of ashes Its hard picture to draw and too hard to be photographed Sow the seeds of love and breed humanity. Spun thread of non-violence Play the tune of amity Peace can only be gained when we sparkle love Let hope not be the luxury word which we cannot attain War is not the solution Hence nobody wins Only hatred gets the victory And the trauma last ages Free us from the shackles of exploitation Allow us to breathe. Deepika Singh from Margherita Assam India, qualification- M.A, B.Ed, teacher by profession. Her writings reflect her personal observations of day to day life. She believes that the right words can change our society. Some of her poems got featured in Sipay Journal, The Poet Magazine, Web Poesia, Womensweb, Journal of Macedonia Scientific society,Poetryzine Magazine, Archer magazine etc. Her works also got translated into Chinese, Macedonia, Spanish, Serbian language.Also received honour from Yan’an government China and Gujarat Sahitya Academy, India.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PEACE AND TRAGEDY By Krishna Chamling aka Kr. Chamling You will have the sweet smells as winter loving to spring comes Carrying the messages of peaceful summer solstice in your Orchards by the threshold of your doorsteps spread its rouged Chicks sway with gratitude, you will see there peace process. See as the undisturbed night skies bestowing the tiaras of peace To the tiny stars, they glitter the darkness, and forgetting you’re Ideological Machiavellian machineries for the repose of Harmony in millions of amiable faces smile, you will see peace. Like the painful tears falling yourself experience the trauma People have in their lives spilling blood on the streets of paradise And being restless sea waves hostile to the cliffs that cries The cry of lives shedding tears of history, you will see the tragedy. As the youthful flowers dying on the lines of wreaths signifying Honor is not humanity, but feeling the brunt of burden and The burn of wounds of bullets, it helplessly batter injured souls Dare helping the vulnerable, weak, you will see in them- peace.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 SAY NO TO WAR By Krishna Chamling aka Kr. Chamling Its heart ruggedly rough desolate hinterland feels happy seeing The wails of trials and tribulations in others; often the had heated with The burning firebrands of the madness of nationalism, a dark horse, often Desiring quenches its thirst from the spills of blood, sweat, tears- outré, It gallops dirty wars to reach its never reached mark of destination. The hands, war holds the pomposity of delinquently boastful blaring Barrage of science, and feet that itch of its legs rampant, walking The walk of insanity trespassing into uninvited territories wearing The black boots of never-be recurred dark histories of mankind stained With the bloodshed of invasion- kills and broken hearts scattered. War never sees the tender leaves of happiness... that impels the cool, Calm winds of peace, but it is a autocratic kleptocracy, blindfolded, gloomy Veils of blazing smokes of infernos, that makes; it neither asks nor replies, Cannot hear the cries of pains of tragedies, a country suffered, the graces Of past and present historical monuments... died- Dark Age, say No to war.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 WOMEN’S DAY CELEBRATION By Krishna Chamling aka Kr. Chamling Had not been your bitchy, pejorative love And my body incapacitating floras and Faunas of spring and summer to this Warping world of men, women’s day Wouldn’t today have to be celebrated? The spreading rays of light after the cruel Dark nights of clouds and thunders, The blend of agonies and now, more Ecstasies in the souls of the angels’ worldStill, you abuse... and feed us human faces? Krishna Chamling aka Kr. Chamling, a poet from Nepal. He writes about nature, love, life, people, politics, social injustice and socio-cultural aspects in English language. He is Department Chief of English at K ‘ K and an Assistant Professor in Himalayan White House International College, Advisor for the Media House (MH), Instructor for IELTS, TOEFL, English language, Motivator, and Trainer for Community Based Local Development Programs. He has received many awards and honours from Asia to Africa, Middle East to Europe and South America to North America. His poems have been translated and published in Spanish, Italian, Mexican, Portuguese languages, and in Arab countries, India and the United States of America in various anthologies and magazines in Asian, Africa and Western countries. Besides, his poems have been aired from Spain, Mexico and Portugal on radio. He has visited France, Germany, The Gulf countries, Hong Kong, Thailand and Singapore.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 RED POPPIES By Ljubica Katic Don't step on red poppies, They emerge from the earth on their own, Their petals tenderly Sway on the breeze, They don't like winter, they don't like rain... Don't step on red poppies, Of blood is their color, Perhaps a thread is woven into them Yours, or mine... Let them spill over the field, To spread its red color, Each flower has one name, Do not pick the poppies, do not step on them. Ljubica Katic was born in Montenegro, where she lived and worked until 2008 when she came to Croatia and stayed there. She writes children's, love, social, spiritual and haiku poetry. Many of her poems have been translated into several foreign languages. She has won many awards and recognitions, both in her country and abroad. She is represented in many anthologies around the world. She has published two books of love poetry, bilingual Croatian-English. She is a member of several literary associations. She lives and works in SplitCroatia.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 NEMIR I MIR By Esef Kovacevic Nemir u glavi, nemir u svijetu. Život se odvija kao filmska traka nekog savremenog horora u stilu fantazije. S prvim pucnjem ponovo smo zadrhtali. Nedužni opet plaćaju cijenu tuđeg zadovoljstva. Smrću... Kroz prazne gradove odjekuju dječiji plačevi. Za boj se spremaju tenkovi, puške i mačevi. Majke suzama ispiru krv svojih sinova, ali neke stvari novac ne može kupiti niti suze mogu sve oplakati. . Očigledno je čovjek stvoren da ratuje, da ubije svoga brata i da brani svoju zemlju koja ni po kom osnovu nije njegova, osim one kojom će biti zatrpan. Nismo spremni da živimo normalno. Kroz milione godina nismo stvorili civilizaciju niti išta ljudsko. Ali naučili smo bar da ratujemo i vidi se da to volimo. Borba protiv sebe, za ništa... Život za nemir i mir...

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 FIORIRANNO IN LIBERTÀ By Emanuela Rizzo Costruiremo ponti sulle nuvole, lontano dal fuoco delle bombe. Le ali dell' oca indiana migreranno oltre l'Himalaya. Muri di foglie cadranno d'inverno, fiori di ponti arcobaleno fioriranno in libertà. Saremo fratelli per sempre. They will bloom in freedom We will build bridges on the clouds, distant from fire bombs. Wings of the Indian goose will migrate beyond the Himalayas. Walls of leaves they will fall in winter, rainbow bridges flowers they will flourish in freedom. We will be brothers forever.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ASPETTANDO PRIMAVERA COME BAMBINI By Luca Adriano ma ancora il freddo mattutino taglia labbra, secca pelli da carezzare; mascherine abbassate tra coriandoli, la Quaresima mai ricordata da anni. Si trepida scendendo la curva, salendo scale da contare prima di baci. Ci saranno fiori di stagione: notizie sentite, interpreti mutati ma sai quando giunta l’ora che scurisce la notte. I carroarmati non sono di plastica, giochi da soldadini ma sono tornate le paure di tuo nonno, di tuo padre: c’erano finestre da tenere chiuse, frutti e verdure da non cogliere. Si dimentica in fretta come Plutilla Bricci innominata per secoli… riscoperta dalla caparbietà della sorte. Waiting for spring like children ... but still the morning cold lip clipper, dry skin to caress; masks lowered among biscuits, Lent never remembered for years. He is anxious as he descends the curve, climbing stairs to count before kisses. There will be seasonal flowers: heartfelt news, interpreters changed but you know when it arrived the hour that darkens the night. Tanks are not plastic, Soldadini games but they are back the fears of your grandfather, your father: there were windows to keep closed, fruits and vegetables not to be plucked. You forget quickly like Plutilla Bricci unnamed for centuries ... rediscovered by the stubbornness of fate.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 EUPHORIC SPIRITS By Rupa Rao How are heroes made in the war of good over evil? It brings out valor, confidence to quell the devil How do unexpected leaders form? With pit less well of courage in a nation torn. How does global community Find a conscience to keep awake in sleep? Niggling at veterans to re-arm, not weep What makes neighboring countrymen Welcome refugees, children, women, men? How are leaders fearless in face of artillery? How do humans make their own body barricade? How does the country Premier not totter? Not run away like many others. What compels one to stays in bunker Lose sleeps by the side of soldiers to hunker? Encouraging them to fight the good fight. Make the dictator's cruel wrongs right. Everyone has a Love of country Not all exhibit Patriotism Fearlessness Passion to defeat evil. If every soul has a sense of right over wrong Why heed the call of power fewer hearts long? In the wake of war, Mangled bodies on asphalt Some fatigues, many civilians for no fault. Many peace-loving, love mongers in trouble Now part of Steel mangled amidst rubble Blown with missiles, a smoking bubble. Equal leveler is war Annihilates all ages, harming all at par Soldiers blindly follow orders misled by rhetoric of graders Why is civilian life being wiped out, displaced? Why is the price paid by the unarmed, losing home place? Why does one leader decide which leader to replace? Why not let live, leave alone, let the world be a free place? Replace arms with pen, hoe, art brush, lyrics, music Fill this universe with spirits, happy euphoric. Rupa Rao finds a calming release via her poetry. She was blessed to learn love for poetry from her sonorous sounding poem reciter dad, and her top cheerleader has been her mom and both continue to encourage her from the navens. She lovely nature walks, meaningful talks, spiritual learning and seeks to grow each day. She has a pair of twins who ground her and she works for a large Fortune company in recruiting.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PEN AGAINST WAR By Adrian Betita If my pen could bring peace to everyone I would write until my last breath For I detest war I let the blood spill on my paper I write to condemn injustices For I hate all the killings Allow my poem to cry in sorrow Pray to stop the unrighteousness For I witness lost in life Let my words fly across the world Read my lamentations For, I shout for peace and freedom You and I are the same Divided by nations But united by love To all the suspects and victims Who read this poem Hold your head up high Look above the sky As the sun arise There will be no more cry.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THREE HAIKUS BY ADRIAN BETITA By Adrian Betita 01 Green leaves are falling In the hands of destruction Peace! Come and save us 02 Put your weapons down We could never bring back life If you continue 03 Smokes are everywhere The blood spread on the highways WE lost - in the end

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ZAŠTO RAT By Senka Bradaric Zašto uvijek jači oružjem zvecka kome to MIR na ZEMLJI smeta, zašto su vođama ubojitih glava slabije naoružani glavna meta ? Zašto RAT bijesni kao oluja u paklu ognja s vražjom silom, kad svijet bi bio u LJUBAVI ljepši da sukob se riješi za stolom –MIROM? Zašto ??? Zato što moćni misle da tuđom krvlju kupuju slavu, a ne znaju da blago rečeno: - Davno su udareni u glavu !

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 KRV I SUZE By Senka Bradaric U krvavim šapama rata zemlja podrhtava od topota osvajača.Očevi i sinovi sastaju se sa smrću na nekoj barikadi ostaju žalosne majke, žene udovice,djeca siroćadi. Pregovori,primirje,prekid vatre Prva runda,druga,treća ... MIR - konačan sud Krv ,suze, ruševine ... pitanje - Jesu li mrtvi pali uzalud ?

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 RUSSIAN TANKS By Pat Fortune Delicious cabbage Soup was served And shared at camp In Moscow’s shadow While Olga and Dmitri With Americans Shared cold Vodka Toasted warm friendship “Please don’t go there!” Olga wailed when Unveiled plans Bolstered by maps Highlighted Prague “Czech hospitality Awaits our presence” Youthful me decried Reciting cadences Of freedom and Justice Then armed with ideals And laden with books And baccalaureates Our way we made To the Czech border To the Russian tanks “Stop! Turn around! No entry!” Yelped Igor Blind to the visas Fluttering in the wind “Nyet! Nyet”! Shouted he Rifles and tanks Ruled the day We drove away Denied our hope With broken dreams And saddened hearts Half a century Passed before.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 2 Prague called again And packing I began When Russian tanks Roared one more time Ukraine invaded World peace endangered All tense all frightened Water scarce while Testosterone flowing Pachamama wept at Malthus cleansing And Prague again Denied to me

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 BATTLE AFTER THE WAR By Istres Deafening sound of bombs. Smell of gunpowder. The noise of the shooting. The ground shaking war tank brings. It’s all over. Over the country... And anon, across the border. Some are shouting. All are crying. Few are begging. A lot is dying. Despite it all, many are praying. We lose lives, and sometimes our sanity. We lose our sense of security. But we did not lose faith. After the war, another battle begins. The launching of the another real fight. Havoc everywhere. Dead bodies. Blood scattered. Ruined buildings. Houses. Seeing those things makes you weaken. Heartbroken. Mind’s broken. Those things lead things at stake. Economic. Financial. Physical. Emotional and Mental health status. Everything is in distress. Causing everyone a stress. Time to get up after the darkest time. Another hardship to forbear. Life does not go easy. Get used on how it treats you. Might be so easy or poorly. Be lovely no matter how the aftermath’s so ugly. Have faith. Courage. And be brave. It is a matter of coping strategy. A technique to survive. To see the light in the dark. A new beginning awaits. A battle’s triumph waves.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 PIECE OF PEACE By Istres World of peace That’s how it is That’s how it should be. But reality is savage. World is damage. War is ruthless. Some acts like garbage. Making lives as a hostage. Treating people like some spoiled cabbage. Do mercy leave them already? That’s not how world should be. That’s not how people should be. Why can’t love find a way? Does respect vanished like a thin air? Does contentment hide somewhere? Isn’t unity an enough reason? Is that a ransom? Or some kind of trendy fashion? Please, We need at least A piece of peace. Listen to the voice. Listen to what the world needs. Listen to what people say, please...

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ART OF PEACE By Istres Practicing the beauty of peace everyday Equipped with courtesy A generosity for everybody Chaos will fade away Ease will make way. Adoring the armor of respect Global calmness erect A change will redirect Inhaling the harmony correct Nor the purity is direct Syringe of truthfulness to inject To display serenity as an object. Wave of the art of tranquility Accustomed to unity Realities truce is seen. Istres is a walking stress in a world full of stress. She is born in 2002 and currently on the second year in finishing her degree. Being part of this anthology is her debut. Writing is not her talent, it is her skill that had been honed by learning and experience.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 UKRANIAN NIGHT IN THE WAR By Tyran Prizren Spahiu Lost, in the kingdom of feelings ... silent, night sheds its power peace lands its lust, insecurity steps only are heard, slightly accelerating. * Fear happens, very violent force in groups are, dressed in black hectic shooting, red-eyes vampires hated beasts of darkness. * Emptied is the city stinks, humidity of the air cadavers smell, suffocates by the assistants of the red devils midnight knocks, mortar peace jackals joined the hyenas wandering in the neighborhood requiring youngsters meat ... * The time is halt, hiding behind plane kissing couple is warmly enjoying sincere, betrayed by love ... suddenly ... Oh ... is heard, I am hit ... lady as pinfeather surrendered no, no ...is lost in darkness ... boy thin worn is slaughtered ... blood flows in the reddish pond… ...

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 UKRAIN WAR AROUND THE WORLD By Tyran Prizren Spahiu To write about love, lust of ecstasy. Morning light dance of the stars outdoor beauty virgin source peacocks, roses NO I can not! Dried are my tears feelings are amputated! * Continuing downhill, I do fell smell of cadavers this moment, tomorrow I know, it will move on my soul is suffering to run away from Ukraine in the world fed with hate they, medieval minds prisoners pouring out animal lust killing, violating, blood shedding raping creatures of the Great Creator at this very moment on the dawn of the sad day the sun radiates memories children are massacred closed are eyes POET is ashamed disgraced is the world of the human race! * Great Lord. In this mess, PLEASE SAVE THE BEST RACE, PEOPLE! Tyran Prizren Spahiu was born in Kosovo and he graduated with a degree in English Language and Literature at Prishtina University-Kosovo. He was awarded Poet of the year by Pegasus Albania.He authored one novel, Never Back Again and eight Poetic Verses book in addition to Dream Language English Grammar-Visual English Dictionary. He is a wonderful, passionate, artist, he possesses deep knowledge and high literary skills in the art of prose. In his works he unveiled the major issues of the day, he brings time to its dimensions, building a powerful world of thoughts, psyche and great ideas. His philosophy is simple but captive and quite transparent. He brought to the readers, the great truth, he thus comes as a true style of modern Albanian prose, with a very penetrating view and full of psychoanalytic colours. He builds fairly clear phrases and gives them freedom with plenty of art, creative craftsmanship and obviously many vital types of nectar. He comes among us as a prominent and innovative novelist, where his creative artwork combines with plenty of proficiency with reality of time and people. His novel Never Back Again,is undoubtedly a valuable and serious contribution to modern

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 IN THE STREETS OF UKRAINE By Vanessa Caraveo The innocents in the streets of Ukraine scream out in defiance and pain, their peace stolen, shattered, discarded. All because one man was paranoid and did not give his nation a choice. A war that no one even believes in paints homes red like a crimson wind. Sinless lives all suddenly end. Gone, gone, those days of peace. Memories in the rear view now. Blood fills what were happy streets and all the world is asking how Ukraine could survive. Do they not deserve to thrive? They only want to stay alive. Alone they fight, stumble, and strive. But good will soon prevail and gone will be the days innocent lives are bravely sacrificed to bring what is desperately needed. Peace and unity for all in this world.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 A QUESTION By Vanessa Caraveo I have a question for Mother Russia. Were you not proud of the peace you had? Did the laughter of children make you sad? Does your leader truly believe in war or was his backside getting sore sitting on money he never deserved and thinking he needed a legacy, needed to go down in history? Well he certainly will go down, for sure, but why must Russia go down with him? This is not a sincere, heartfelt war. It is one coward’s spiteful mission to protect his borders from the ghosts that haunt his ailing, senile brain. Your leader needs to be put away, your troops freed from old Ukraine. For the destruction of a neighbor only for greed and power will not be ignored. The world is watching and demands peace. Unified we will prevail against any evil that threatens peace on this earth. Vanessa Caraveo is an award-winning author, published poet, and artist who has a passion for promoting inclusion for all and helping others discover the power within them to overcome adversity. She is involved with various organizations that assist children and adults with disabilities and enjoys working with nonprofit groups and volunteering in the promotion of literacy. Her work brings focus to many social issues that exist in today’s world and has been published in Literature Today Journal, Poetrybay, The Raven Review, Anacua Literary Arts Review and for various anthologies in which she aspires to make a positive difference by uplifting the lives of others through her literary work.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 SLAUGHTERFIELD By Mark Meekers Sometimes the cruelest beast in man wakes up, the lemmings blindly follow their leader into the sea. Vultures pounce on their prey, bombarding them with cluster munitions, turn a country into a pin-cushion for missiles. The corpses resemble each other as never before, in smells and colors, ashes and blood, all under the same sheet of faded snow. Killer and victim prayed with their weapens, made the same sign of the cross. Premeditated robbery and manslaughter: the patriarchs remain horribly mute. No church bells stir their mouths. only when the fighters turn their cart, ashamed to dead, the barbarism is over. They thought they were born with the helmet, but return in body bags. i am at peace with it.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HEROJ By Majla Kadic Tražim mir u rukama tvojim, jer ja se jutra bez tebe bojim. Jutra bez, očiju tvojih... Srce mi se cijepa na riječi njihove ,, u nova prostranstva ide,,.. A šta ako, život im daš ? A ja u tišini, Boga molim na sav glas. sjećanja i nadanja, kroz kožu moju prostruje. Majla Kadić, rođena u Bihaću, 18 godina. Autorica brojnih tekstova i knjige “Emocija”.Ideje za radove pronalazim, primjećujući sitnice i ljubav oko sebe.Moja svrha komuniciranja sa pisanom riječju, je širenje empatije, radosti i ljubavi.Kroz dvije godine su tekstovi, poezija dostigli veću razinu u mom životu. Uz moje ime se danas navezuje “pero, papir, pisana riječ, autor...”“Nekad samo zabava a danas nešto što je postalo sastavni dio života.”

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 LET PEACE REIGN By Wilfred Ntui Up there in the hierarchy of men sat a supreme being with long claws clawing on the masses, thirsty of blood and yearning, for war, with his followed brothers. Yet! Earth they said; is no man’s land, but then, why are men causing The fall of other men Why are men claiming and taking everything up upon their shoulders? Oh! Ye political and social animals, aren’t ye aware of the aftermaths of war? A wise man always Long for peace talk, though it may be hard to settle for peace, but knowing how far, war will go in devastating the fruits of our labour, peace, becomes a priority. For what gain Will the people boast of after war? When in peace many empires could be built and men from others land called brothers instead of enemies. When we all know that war is not a call for peace, rather the failure of political leaders to see their followed human beings as human beings. Now is the time to talk for peace. Now is the time to allow the peace organizations to arise. The war needs to stop now. For united we stand, divided we scatter. Wilfred Ntui who hails from Akamkpa L. G. A. of cross river state , Nigeria is a true lover of poetry. He is currently pursuing a degree in political science and public administration in one of the most competing university in Nigeria. He has competed in so many contest internationally from different prestigious poetry groups online, and has also won numerous awards with them, among which are ; poet of The week, best award of excellence, best international guest award to mention but a few. His earnest desire to improve the world around him through the use of pen knows no bound, he's so enthusiastic in his writing career and hope to become a motivational speaker in the nearest future.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ARMAGEDDON By Mark Meekers Aan de horizon schermutselingen van condensatiestrepen en raketten. een koudbloedige tsaar speelt russische roulette. gevechten van kalasjnikov tegen molotov. ongenode toeristen in hun tanks onthaald op cocktails van gram en vuur. levens sneuvelen sneller dan wegtikkende minuten. in het tot gruis geschoten appartement onder een laken, een jongen, albastbleek, in de ogen een alles verblindende lichtflits, roerloos voor het rek met boeken die hij nooit zal lezen. de moeder geeft zich met opgestoken handen over aan de hemel. haar zoon een engel. reeds naderen diabolische stalen vleugels, duiken de prooien als mollen ondergronds. in de metro worden de baby’s geboren met gebalde vuisten.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HAIKUS BY SHIV RAJ PRADHAN By Shiv Raj Pradhan War isn't way of life It isn't norm of life even It's hideous blow. War between countries Spells out only destructions Shows no option next. Recent war event Between Russia and Ukraine Spells threat to world peace. Attack of Russia Over country of Ukraine Stirs conscience to root. Devastated sites Destroyed by bombs and weapons Spells barbarity. Residents in fear Suffering and misery Shock humanity. Shrieks of their sorrow Pierce hearts of alive beings Their plights stay to heart. No shelters they find Hunger, fear, terror, panick Reign at folks' faces. No option except To march to buddy places For safety of life. Not only Ukraine But whole world decries the war Condemns destructions. War is a big blot In face of world residents Also bleeding sore. Bilateral talks Ensuing peaceful measure Speaks of solution. 173

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 It's but sanity Wholly to fall at peace side For humanity. Hiccups will hurt all History will tick mock, if Peace not seized by oath. A trilinguist poet. Poems have been published in various anthologies of India and foreign publishing companies. Multiple certificates of award have been bestowed upon in recognition of his contribution in literary field. To add, he has been honoured with Hon. Advisor to Birland Poetry, as being part of pioneering poet of World Birland Poets . Apart, he has dedicated his selfless service in field of social work considerably for more than two decades. In recognition of his outstanding contribution in field of social work he has been recognised by various international social work organisations, active in association with United Nations Organisation.Moreover he has been staged to position of Peace Ambassador by various Peace organisations of world.In the same vein, he has made remarkable effort in the field creating world records. He successfully created record with Limca Book Of Records and other four world record institutions. In the same breath, he has put his best foot in field of photography, and successfully won multiple accolades from photography for his applauding effort.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THERE’S A KIND OF SPIRIT By Wu Ming-Chuan Ringing the bells of war in early spring is a taboo. Spring should be the time when all creatures leave their slumber when females breed their litters But they bring messages of spring with bombs instead of robins extinguishing life with bullets Early spring should be the time when all creatures leave their slumber But they underestimated the rose that grows from scorched earth It’s a spirit of a nation They place democracy and freedom on lives. But they underestimated the messages that slipped out with melted snow The people who worship democracy and liberty came to defend this country Placing others on their lives Early spring should be the time when all creatures leave their slumber From ruins I see a spirit awakening Blinding, to an extent where no nations can ignore I see a kind of flower that holds the purest elegance blooming in the hearts of people around the world. #To Ukraine and all those who strive for it. Wu Ming-Chuan, also known as Yamana honoka, grew up with friends in arts and literature circles in Kaohsiung city Taiwan. She is a descendant from the aboriginal tribe of Dawulong in Pingpu, Liugui Erpi, and she establishes a silver jewelry workshop PA-IN. She has participated in many arts and environmental activities with her parents. She is the daughter of famous novelist Wu Ching-Fa. In the past two years, She has successively published several works in Taiwan “Chief Poetry Club” and “Li Poetry”. Her first Poem “Island Girl” was published in December 2021. And she will continue to write poems.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ONE DAY By Fahredin Shehu See if I can compare my days of horror with the blast that brought the pieces of brain of an infant in my empty hands empty of all tools absent for evildoing the angst in a dream seen nine months before the real thing happened 22 years ago I see on this day thrice repeated deed of mischief hard, very hard to experience the same ache of War on my Body of Humankind when the wind blows in the East the pain I feel on my right when the wind blows in the West the pain I feel on my left when I see death of children from Nadir to Horizon a muttered voice from my heart’s void breaks the heavy Gates of Heaven, all made of Lebanese Cedar with the golden clutches dismantled to pieces one day it’ll happen... One day on the golden shore one day it’ll happen... One day, one day of a Men’s year shall rejoice life and living adore for no greed is a salvation and no bloodshed is a bliss for there’s no wound on earth that did not ache on my Humankind Being. Fahredin Shehu is a world renowned poet from Kosovo who authored over 20 books: mainly poetry, essay, novel etc. His poetry is translated in around 30 languages and brought him many literary prizes. He participated in over 50 literary festivals and took part in over 50 Anthologies.For his unique philosopical and Artistic expression he was awarded Doctor Honoris Causa and Lifetime Academic in Switzerland and was nominated for Pulitzer prize. He is The Director of International Poetry Festival in Kosovo.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 CANNOT WE By Dr. Ashok Chakravarthy Tholana Yes! Peace is not just something It is but more than something, It propels a righteous feeling, It confers a positive thinking, It supports a fruitful beginning, It promotes a standard judging, It prefers a harmonious living, It invites a progressive learning, Ultimately it leads to peace building. In the name of peace, if a war rages With ruin it slashes the peace pages, With violence and hatred it surges, With the pangs of civilians it budges, With a longing for blood, it bulges, With the tune of death it besieges; Yes, knowing the turmoil for ages, Visualizing it across various stages, Cannot we wisely avert the challenge? Dr. Ashok Chakravarthy Tholana is a writer, poet and reviewer, hailing from Hyderabad City, Telangana State, INDIA, whose message-oriented poems had the rare distinction of getting published in no less than 90 countries. For his relentlessly contribution of poems on Universal Peace, World Brotherhood, Environment Consciousness, Protection of Nature, Safeguarding Children’s and Human Rights; Ashok is conferred with several prestigious national and international awards that include FIVE Doctorates, lots of laurels, commendations and titles etc. He received commendations from Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam, former-President, India, Shri Atal Behari Vajpayee, former-Prime Minister, India, Bill Clinton, USA, Queen Elizabeth of Britain, Princess of Wales, President and Prime Minister of France, Prime Minister of Switzerland, Senator Viktor Busa, The Lord President, Italy, United Nationals Organization, UNESCO, UNICEF etc. As of now, Ashok’s NINE poetry compilations, viz., ((1) CHARISMATA OF POESIE (2) THE CHARIOT OF MUSINGS (3) SERENE THOUGHTS (4) TWINKLES (5) REFLECTIONS (6) ALTITUDES (7) OUTLET (8) HORIZON (9) KALEIDOSCOPE)) out of 18 volumes have been published and received wide readership acclaim all over the world. And, 12 spiritual-related books have been translated from Telugu (local language) to English language.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE TRIGGERS OF WAR By Krishna Chamling Discrimination, nepotism, religious fanaticism...and untouchability is the dark blood, the footing for intolerance forging kleptocracy? The con cancers for amassing penny, power and position using ideological state apparatuses to lead the dictatorial regime as obnoxious oligarch under the guise of development and prosperity in a sovereign state that has democracy in her each breath, but that is obliged to breathe repression, trauma, bust, and beggary- the broken dreams. Diverse people with their cultural rituals, languages... and their participation in every public spheres, is nationalism; their voices are the rhythm of music harmonized in one single tune, the sacred national anthem; dreams filled with equal access to justice, rights, speech... and recognition with the dignity of life to live in spaces and times under the law- the citizen of a nation; but if these notions dismissing trampled under the feet by the power, power brokers, and its henchmen, that triggers unrest in public affairs. If these state mechanics are broken, the chaotic civil disruptions scattering violence ignites the fires of dire straits inviting a country into destruction for long sociopolitically and economically, a failed state; a fragile jellyfish with a pace low, may get attacked anytime in any pretext by the vultures of so-called modern civilized... With the interest of expansionism, or irredentism, molding divides and rules, is the social loss, by this strategic plans justify for civil, warthe brute devilish forces, invading ruins the beauties of civilization... Krishna Chamling aka Kr. Chamling, a poet from Nepal. He writes about nature, love, life, people, politics, social injustice and socio-cultural aspects in English language. He is Department Chief of English at K ‘ K and an Assistant Professor in Himalayan White House International College, Advisor for the Media House (MH), Instructor for IELTS, TOEFL, English language, Motivator, and Trainer for Community Based Local Development Programs. He has received many awards and honours from Asia to Africa, Middle East to Europe and South America to North America. His poems have been translated and published in Spanish, Italian, Mexican, Portuguese languages, and in Arab countries, India and the United States of America in various anthologies and magazines in Asian, Africa and Western countries. Besides, his poems have been aired from Spain, Mexico and Portugal on radio. He has visited France, Germany, The Gulf countries, Hong Kong, Thailand and Singapore.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 KHARKIV IS BEING BOMBED By Andrey Kostynsky Kharkiv is being bombed. Kharkiv is on fire. Cowards are bombing. Cowards are silent. Retaliation is so close. Soon! We’re being leveled to the ground now. But we’re equal to the sky at the same time. For those who crawl it’s incomprehensible. *** I am happy for every person who has already left... My daughter My son Father. Mother My sister. Classmates, neighbours, students. It’s more for those who left. It’s less for those who still here. God saves them But then he immediately takes the soul of everyone who left ... There’s something that will always be attached to themSouls of those who left right away... One. By. one. Everyone who is still here They are all but immortal And those who have already gone forever they asunder the protection of God who’s taking care about the souls. Those who are gone they are building up a new Kharkiv somewhere in Heaven Creating special pattern of avenues amongst the clouds... The Sun is shining so bright as if it’s an eternal dawn Over the Heaven Sumskaya street.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 *** Covering my soul with a crisscrossed plaster and not because of bombs. They are destroying bearing walls It’s a strength test, yes. For the sake of the soul that can nott be broken now I try to rethink something that cannot be ended cannot be touched cannot be closed in Pandora’s box. I opened it a tiny bit.. I looked at it. I locked it. I screamed... And that scream saved me from the next one for a little while. Each line is a semi-cross. Andrey Kostynsky - poet, editor. Graduated Yaroslav Mudryi National Law University and philosophical faculty of Kharkiv National University. He was published in the almanacs and magazines «Articulation», «Children of Ra», «Graphite», «Southern Lights», «Semitones», etc. Author of books «Rehearsal of dawn», «Iogol» and others.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 MY UKRAINIAN GRANDMOTHER By James Sherry My Ukrainian Grandmother connected joy With weakness, scoffed at pleasure, Except her finger in a socket. She called each grandchild by all Our names: Jimmy, Dicky, Danny And ended babbling like a brook. My Ukrainian Grandmother kept her sons close And her husband under her thumb. When I was 25 my uncle still slept in his childhood bed. Her apartment smelled like chicken And the elevator was scary. She looked down on Jews from other places “The Hunkies,” “the Krauts.” Can you still read This awful poem about this selfish woman Who like Dostoyevsky’s first tale Would prefer to burn in hell Than give a beggar an onion? Yet at no time should she be left alone, At no time does she deserve less, At no time should Ukrainian people Be battered by Russia’s leader’s vendetta Against European and American Who defeated Russia in the cold war. Let the Celts recover northern Europe Let Asia be returned to the Mongols. Let America be given to primeval Hunters who followed the glaciers north. Let Babylon reclaim the Tigris Euphrates. Time goes in one direction Except in your imagination For which there are no treaties. James Sherry was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania in 1946. He is the author of 14 books of poetry and prose, most recently The Oligarch (Palgrave MacMillan, 2017) and the poetry book Entangled Bank (Chax Press, 2016). In 2020, he produced the online play The Rapture, written in collaboration with Mark Wallace. In 2022, Palgrave will publish Selfie: Poetry, Social Change & Ecological Connection, a book of essays in poetry and prose. He has edited Roof Books and Roof Magazine since 1976, publishing nearly 200 titles of seminal works of language writing, flarf, conceptual poetry, new narrative, and environmental poetry. He started The Segue Foundation, Inc. in 1977, producing over 10,000 events of poetry and other arts in New York City’s downtown area where he has lived since 1977.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HEART OF UKRAINE By Tu Miao-Yi (Translated By Chen Zheng-Wei) Ukraine is not far away; She dwells in my heart. As Russian guns and cannons aimed at Kiev, It was like aiming at my heart. As Invasion snatched Happiness from Ukrainians, It was like snatching away mine. Ukraine is not anyone else; Ukraine is ourselves. We have nowhere to escape In the heart of the World. If they cannot sleep peacefully there, Nor can we here. We embrace Ukraine, which is afarThat is ourselves. All the tears Ukraine has wept Are ours. All the blood Ukraine has shed Is what we spill. Ukraine is not anyone else. Ukraine is ourselves. Tu Miao-Yi (b.1961) is a poet, novelist , editor, and treanslator in Tainan,Taiwan. She is the CEO of the Taiwan International Literature Institute.. She has been awarded in poetry with Na-Ying Literary Award,Tainan County(2003).Taipei Literary Award(2005),Yen Women Poetry Award(2006),Tayouan Literary Award(2007),Lin Rung-san Literary Award(2007), etc. She won “ Wu Cho Liu Shot Story Award”(2011). Her famous prose book ” The Land as always a Garden”( 土地依然是花園)got the Literary Award of Tainan City .( 2007). She won the Kathak Literary Award 2018 in Bangladesh.Her Taiwanese poetry book “You Come into My Forlorn Thoughts”(心悶 )published in 2016. Her Madarin/English bilingual poetry book “腳的覺醒 The Epiphany of Feet” published in 2018.Her short story collection book”Siraya:Stories from Taiwan” (烏鬼記)published in 2019. She attended the International Poetry Festival in Chile(2014),Taiwan(2015.2016).Boliva(2017),Bangladesh(2018),Colombia and Ecaudor(2019). Part of her poems translated in English,Spanish,Bangeli,Arbia,Polish,Olia,Arbania,Italy, Macedonian,Turkey. Her short stories book “Siraya:Stories from Taiwan” translated in English and Spanish will publish in 2022.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE UKRAINIAN REVELATION By Lee Min Yung As Russia invaded Ukraine, Vladimir Putin waged the war in the name of a falsified excuse to “denazify Ukraine.” Claiming that Russian people in the two oblasts in Eastern Ukraine were oppressed, he instigated them to be independent of the country. In fact, Putin was just nostalgic for the past glory of Tzar and the fading memory of the once mighty Soviet Union. Three weeks after the invasion, Ukraine is still unconquered, and Russia gets its fingers burnt, condemned by the world. Casting aside Belarus and China, most countries, especially the democratic allies, resent the war strongly. Actually, many Russians are also opposed to Putin’s invasion of Ukraine. Anti-war protests have staged in many cities, and thousands of people are arrested. Many countries support Ukraine, especially those Eastern European ones formerly in Warsaw Pact and now members of NATO. These countries used to be the outposts of the Communist Empire, but are regarded as a wall to besiege Russia now. In the postSoviet era, the democratization of Russia was so defective that Putin recklessly had his way. He is autocratic in nature, conspiring with Xi Jinping of China, and haunt the world. “The virtuous are never alone; there must be companions,” as a proverb goes. The world extends a helping hand, and many volunteers from various countries enter Ukraine to fight for the country. Intellectuals, artists, performers, and athletes all support Ukraine in their own ways. Famous brands left Russia, and Taiwan civilians have raised funds to help, receiving enthusiastic responses. Because of Putin’s unscrupulous decision, Russia is facing international sanctions, and people are suffering. What Ukraine undergoes reminds us the situation of Taiwan-aren’t we being intimidated by China in a similar way? As a country of poetry, Ukraine is unconquerable for its people stand together to resist the invader. During the Spanish Civil War in the 1930s, the democratic Republicans fought against the Nationalists led by Francisco Franco. The left-wing, communist International Brigades was composed of volunteers from the world who dreamed of freedom and democracy (Ridiculously, communism, which advocated liberation, enforced autocratic dictatorship in the name of democracy. The Soviet Union collapsed, but its phantom still haunts). The American novelist, Ernest Hemingway, the English novelist George Orwell, and André Malraux, France’s first cultural affairs minister during de Gaulle’s presidency, were included. The Catalonian Pablo Picasso’s painting Guernica witnessed the history. Franco was defeated during the Civil War, and justice stood with freedom and democracy. After the dissolution of the Soviet Union, the democratization was defective so that Putin, a dangerous statesman, appeared, leading Russia to a path of darkness. The invasion of other countries is often a tactic for an autocratic dictator to reinforce his power. Putin criticized the nazification of Ukraine, but this was a favorite excuse by the communists in the past. Criticizing others as fascists, he is a fascist himself. The communists criticized Nazis, but the former eventually became the symbol of autocratic dictatorship, detested by Eastern European countries. Putin and Xi Jinping are the same type of people. 183

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Leering how Russia invaded Ukraine in Taiwan, not only should we show our empathy by donating money, but we must also be awakened in mind. Living in a country where democracy is developing and has not been mature yet, where national will and sentiment has not had a deeper foundation in culture and arts, and where the concept of “nation-state” has not been fully formulated, we must reinforce politics with culture. (The author is a renowned poet in Taiwan.) Lee Min Yung(1947) was born in Kaohsiung. A history major, he began to publish poetry in 1967. A poet, critic and social activist, he has served as editor-in-chief of the Li Poetry and was president of Taiwan PEN. Winner of 2007 National Arts Award in literature, he has published several books of poems, essays and translations. His poetry collections include Requiem (1990), The Wildlife Thinking(1990), Landscapes under Martial Law(1990), A Tilted Island (1993), Sonata in Soul (1999) and A Poet&#39;s Confession (2009). He has also compiled many volumes of poetry by Taiwanese poets. His works feature a strong sense of commitment to society and reflection on the ethics of aesthetics.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 A SPRINGING SPRING By Jhenson Tyrone Villena Doves of the eternal heaven parrots of the heavenly paradise come down, come down let your wings spread peace over the restless trees and mountains that can not capture the moon by the lens of their eyes that dazzles like stars in their nocturnal dreams. Their dreams that bloom in spring that sought the jailed, defenseless ocean far from their reach, far from their lips where the fishes are slowly drowning from the sounds of the dictatorial bombs and missiles that erupts the silence of the clouds that bathed the seeds to sprout and live in an abundant harmony. The rain, the smell of the rain that once the deer enjoys to dance with. When could the leaves hug the rain without needing to fake their smile without flooding pain in their heart without pretending it’s a perturbed spring?

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 DEMISING THE VICIOUS ONE By Jhenson Tyrone Villena Likho, just melt in the sand. Your eye that sparkles the sun to kill itself is not glistening in the tiles of the flowers you have tricked. The mirror that reflects your face should be burned inside the volcano. Let the sound of the mesmerizing flute kill your intimidating presence. That turn the sky blaze with smokes and flares of your eye that startled the innocent and unwicked. So you must perish and never come back again.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 CROPPING YOU OUT, POLUDNITSA By Jhenson Tyrone Villena In the summer grain fields where you might push the stone into the deepest cave of hell the stone won’t dare to meet you at noon, at noon, you pale girl. War is around the stone, let it live. Its tribe is suffering from you. Spare him, he needs to feed them their hungry feet and nose that tasted the aroma of sorrow and you, crop yourself out from the picture of their paradise.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 I’M CRYING FOR YOU, UKRAINE By Alicja Maria Kuberska My life is like a broken window pane -dreams crumbled into rain from crumbs and memories hurt painfully. The view outside the window is the same and not the same. Trunks of burned trees stick up like exclamation marks, the blind eyes of the houses stare blankly ahead. I can not hear the birds and the chirping of the children. The silence is interrupted by the wail of the alarm sirens and the terrifying whistle of falling bombs. How to pack the past into one suitcase? How do I tell my child, that there is no home left? How to shut a torn door behind me? Alicja Maria Kuberska, awarded Polish poetess, novelist, journalist, editor. She is a member of the Polish Writers Associations in Warsaw, Poland and IWA Bogdani, Albania.and directors’ board of Soflay Literature Foundation, Our Poetry Archive (India), Cultural Ambassador (Inner Child Press, USA).Her poems have been published in numerous anthologies and magazines.She received : medals - the Nosside UNESCO (2015 and 2020 ) and European Academy of Science Arts and Letters (2017) and a reward of „ Tra le parole e ‘elfinito” (2018),Bolesław Prus Prize Poland (2019), Culture Animator Poland (2019) ,first prize Premio Internazionale di Poesia Poseidonia (2019). She was announced a poet of the 2017 year by Soflay Literature Foundation (2018) and she was twice nominated to the Pushcart Prize She also won in 2021 the Premio Mondiale “Tulliola - Renato Filippelli’s “, competition in Italy for a poetry book. The volume entitled’s (Not) my poem’s; was judged and awarded by an international jury. This year she was award winner of Sahitto International Award in the Winner of Jury Award in Bangladesh. She also received two medals in 2021: “Mother Theresa” in Kosovo and “Rimay Janos” in Hungary

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 TODAY, THE HEART OF FORMOSA BROKE By Wu Chin-Fa Under the distant snowy skies, The sound of a gunshot came. A Ukrainian girl died of An intentional, close-range sniping. She was driving, carrying food To rescue a pack of dogs that starved for days, A pack that she didn’t know. They were mad due to starvation in the siege of war. Before the dogs turned hungry enough to seek human corpses And devoured the fleshBefore the dogs lost their nature, She carried food to safeguard the last pinch of conscience. But the cruel soldiers aimed at her benevolence, With a single shot taking away her heart that galloped like a white horse. Dogs and wolves belonged to the same family. People at war were in the same family as wolves. But not even dogs and wolves killed for nothing. Today, the heart of Formosa broke, Seeing golden locks Draping across the driver’s seat. Formosa also housed a golden heart of conscience But now it was abruptly scattered into pieces, lying on the ground After the sounds of gunshots ripped the snowy lands like silk.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 2022 Painted corpses are unweaving I have not yet submerged them all Much like the history of the black scarf Ready to move time and air During this Year of two thousand and twenty-two It is hard to silence the cry above mortuary reports The woods and the grass still sprout from the once-living Because they are the most reliable Those who came point-blank from the green memory And tombs before oblivion Negotiate with the heavens We are watched by the living and dead If the dead weren’t alive We would all be left without tongue and tribe Are they not your doubles too? Do perhaps the living originate from weakness When in absence They give themselves to each other

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE HAPPENING BY LEILA SAMARRAI AND LAWAL JIMOH, LJ, L27 By Leila Samarrai Lawal Jimoh: When death disguised, dressed in riot, that day, no road for you and chariot, because to console the soulless soul for some reasons unknown to know, there is wisdom not to have started the fight, we are now on the field that is awaiting the decay of times To fuel the ground its returning. Your birth gives reasons to light A generation and its reborn am grace. Do you remember, when birth places your turn? Do you want to remember, When death places your return? Leila Samarrai: What time that furious haunting flares of a disastrous dominator’s reign Of the weeping dark? The ocean whispers they never flew by plane. Somewhere in the background, I can hear their booming voices: until the moment Soldier pounces his plane on a selected target And joins the virgins in Paradise. Where we would end the invisible war by invisible war by invisible war for booze-smelling oil, embarking on a crusade a stone’s throw away from the cursives of the blood for cemeteries and unclean places 191

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 and the knives were weeping and the bombs were weeping and the planes were mourning Until becoming the river Jordan.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 SAMARRA By Leila Samarrai Out there by the Tigris, in all its rivery might, silence and mystery, lies Samarra. It lies there ruined, mutilated, crippled, surrounded by liquid-hot sand which is dyed a deceitful golden hue in the never-rising sun. Instead of vibrant melodies with an oriental tint, on the desolate streets where one can sense a powerful musk of death, sounds of rock and hip-hop booming from the speakers of foreigners’ cars. The American devil, aside from desolation, brought with him the pillars of his own modern culture, as their leaders put it in front of the auditoriums worldwide. A convoy of white armored trucks labeled “UN” would occasionally run by here and there, caring little whether there is any form of life left on the streets, followed by battle-ready hummers from whose machinegun turrets the surrounding nature is slashed across by trigger-happy boys’ eyes hidden beneath dark sunglasses. It is freedom brought over by the conquerors. All of this was unknown to Aziz Mohammad Sarr man ra’a when he had first heard the voice of an old woman from a humongous airbus E300 Air France, the most state-of-the-art plane and the very pride of its French company. He had never even flown in a plane before. During his twenty-two years of living on this Earth he has not moved a single muscle from his hometown which had slowly but surely been turning into a heap of ruins. At the very edge of Samarra, out of the remains of an erstwhile airbase of an elite Iraqi revolutionary guard which was wiped out by alliance planes in one fell swoop, dropping at least double the precision guided laser bombs of grand destructive power than it was necessary, blossomed a new, improvised base for training martyrs –suicide pilots. The global terrorist organization “The Blade of Islam”, backed with seemingly endless financial assets by the secret Arabic businessmen and oil magnate tycoon society dubbed “The Word of Allah”, has been closely monitoring American war operations worldwide, utilizing every available opportunity to redirect their explosive-laden planes, predominantly piloted by uneducated, young Arab recruits, themselves unaware of what they’re about to do, onto the American troops. Modern guidance, flight control and observation equipment was stored in an old control tower, whose concrete walls were littered with huge gaping holes. Craters on takeoff runways were buried under surrounding shards, not an ideal solution for the takeoff of older Soviet MiG and Sukhoi fighter aircraft models which the organization had at its disposal. The takeoff was important, because this was a one way flight. For some unexplainable reason the reconnaissance satellites never learned of the existence of this base, nor did the ground patrols passing by it at a distance of mere ten-ish meters. To everyone, aside from those within it, the base was simply invisible. An experienced officer of this organization, a veteran of many terrorist actions, now in charge of recruitment and training of martyrs came to Samarra one day and by way of his story managed to hypnotize a vast number of desperate souls which the war had backed up against the wall. Within this story Aziz saw the chance for vengeance against those who had destroyed his hometown… Clad in an Iraqi revolutionary guard lieutenant camouflage uniform a few sizes too 193

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 large, Aziz leisurely clicked the switch to open the cabin door, once, then again, then for the third time… “Damn piece of junk” – he thought for a moment – „No power again! The fuse underneath the control panel must have burned out again. The last one we had. „Is there an end to this?“ – for the nth time he swore at the organization leaders who have via middlemen purchased obsolete aircrafts out of date even in the former East Germany after the collapse of the Warsaw pact and the USSR troops’ retreat from Eastern Europe. He knew that enormous money was collected from around the world to finance a „greater cause“, he knew that the machines they had had such a hard time with since the day they had been bought were paid a pittance, he knew whose pockets had been filled with the sizable monetary surplus, but… he still wanted to live, at least until the moment when he himself would run his plane into his selected target and join the virgins that would await for him in Heaven, as the training officer had said. Even though he had spent his whole life in this scorching hot climate, never before until now had it happened to him that he just could not stop sweating, so much so that the blouse could no longer soak in all the liquid pouring out of his body. He was melting and already there was nothing on him left that could melt, he dreamt that he could at least have one more bath, his eyes were clouding up and reflexes slowed in this temperature within the cabin compared to which the fifty degrees outside seemed like a sudden cooldown. Enraged and powerless, with all his remaining strength he whacked the lid of the control panel with his untied combat boot and… the glass dome of the cabin creaked backwards, releasing Aziz from his own private hell. Aziz then pulled a wrinkled pack of “Lucky Strike” from his soaking wet blouse, the same pack which he had once picked up next to the body of an American marine in a destroyed armored transport vehicle, whom he had at one moment even felt sorry for, naïve as the marine was, sent to this hellhole under the excuse that the basic principles of western democracy should be defended in the Iraqi sand, thousands of miles away from his hometown in Louisiana, Kentucky, Arkansas or wherever. In the rare moments when hatred did not blind him, when reason commandeered his actions, and meeting this soldier, or at least what’s left of him was one of those moments, he kind of found the similarities with this enemy of his, a select nameless individual the news of whose death will only echo in the heads of his closest family interesting. Out of courtesy he offered what little remained of his cigarettes to the „automatic pilot“, a grown-ups doll clad in a terrorist getup complete with balaclava and an AK-47 in its plastic hands, planted onto the copilot seat, which was found in a dumpster dropped by an Alliance-owned “Hercules” close to the base, because Aziz and his friends put on the British SAS uniforms and fooled the crew of the transport plane. Despite the gravity of their mission and the fact that they had long stopped counting themselves among the living, their sense of humor did not cease to be. Seated comfortably next to the “auto-pilot”, he put his dark “Ray Ban” sunglasses on, the same ones he took from the dead face of the second marine in that very same transporter, a sergeant he did not feel sorry for one tiny bit because even while dead he kept that smug expression on his face typical of outside conquerors when they spoke to Iraqi civilians. 194

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 He looked at the stained broken mirror on the cockpit in front of him, next to which lied a framed photo of his kin – his wife, whom he never felt close to since their parents married them when they were barely fifteen, and his daughter who was the one ray of light in his gloomy life, then a burned poster of Angelina Jolie surrounded by smiling children in one of the UN missions in Cambodia. He looked dangerous and this filled him in an instant with a self-satisfaction of sorts. He recalled the letters he had gotten that morning and which were brought to him by a childhood friend, now sergeant Abdulhamid Suleiman Al-Hardanni who would in an hour or so take flight with him towards his own target, a passenger plane Airbus E300 belonging to Air France, he opened the crumpled, filthy envelope which used to be white, but a cold chill deterred him from reading the text. Momentarily he got the feeling of freezing even though it was the hottest day of the year outside. Something was wrong, he knew it instantly, but what? And then, the runway before him became red-hot, the sand around it blinked in a blue-ish tint which made his eyes ache, and across the heavens dark clouds started flying by with ludicrous speed. He jerked in his seat nearly involuntarily grasping the catapult handle which would have sent him well above the craft, and he instinctively searched for the ladder to exit the cabin… “Damn ladder. No ladder!” – he barked and hopelessly started looking around as if he had known what he wanted to find. And then that voice, the one with nothing human about it, deep, even, calm like still water, and yet non dissimilar to the ghostly growling of the Baskerville hound – the voice which made every nerve in his body numb and every hair on his head stand upright – “They are there. I climbed up those.” – the voice became deeper and more creaky. At the same time it reminded him of his wife’s fit of anger when she found his box, his precious black box, where he had hidden the ardent correspondence with one Habiba El Harrai, a femme fatale who made all the wives of Samarra fear for their husbands, and of his daughter’s groan when shortly after that he announced that he was sending them to Jordan for an indeterminate amount of time for safety reasons, even though they both knew well that this was a mere excuse and that he really wanted to be left alone with his mistress. After many months spent in the Jordan’s capital, they both complained in correspondence about his dryasdust demeanor, because during this period he had not written to them once, nor phoned, nor sent a message. Aziz was raised and brought up traditionally. According to him, the wife was the property of the husband, who had every right to treat her as was his fancy, to control her life the way he believes he should. Thus he saw this new knowledge as a deathly insult, which made him decide that there was no longer room for the two of them in his life and enjoin the two to obediently pack up and take off to his distant cousin Abid, in Crest Hill, Wyoming, in the USA, far across the Atlantic.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 He looked over his shoulder to the space behind him, where his “automatic pilot” should have sat peacefully, but… instead he saw the face of an old woman wearing funeral clothes, contrasted against her surreally pale white face, as if it had been soaked in water for days. He was scared stiff in his seat when he realized he was being watched by empty eye sockets . He turned reflexively and reached for his “beretta” which was in the compartment to his left, even though subconsciously he knew that nothing was going to change even if he were to fire his whole round into this unreal apparition. Fast like he had never been before he reached for his gun and pointed it at…his “automatic pilot”, who reacted to this performance with workaday indifference. The old woman was gone, her voice vanished… the disquiet and panic remained. “The letters! Where are my letters!” – went through his head. All the letters from Habiba he kept in a black box under his control panel, the same black box that took on the role of the Apple of discord in his marriage. He was relieved! The box still stood motionless in its spot. Then he heard on the radiocommunicator in his cabin the call from his training officer that the time had come to implement the will of Allah. “Already! How, it’s only been a couple of seconds…” - Aziz had completely lost the idea of the time passed which his wristwatch had confirmed for him. Time flows differently in a parallel universe which he had come into contact with! He somehow managed to concentrate and give out the takeoff order. Abdulhamid and himself had the same mission. One of them, whoever, had to take down the Airbus E300 of Air France over the Mediterranean sea, inside of which, allegedly, a high-ranking Pentagon intelligence officer had been travelling incognito. Abdulhamid set his armrests, unlocked the controls and started pressing routinely the numerous switches on the control panel in the provided sequence. He had mastered the training remarkably well. Hence why he was given the honor of being among the ones to perform the first suicide mission within the Samarra terrorist cell’s organization. The takeoff from the scabrous, damaged runway went worryingly smooth… there was a scream in the distance! The voice clenched Aziz’s neck like a tight rope. It howled in his auricles, which started to prickle from it. He tried shutting the scream out with his hands, but despite this it became squeakier, thinner, more horrid. He lost control over his plane. On the copilot seat behind him, the old woman sat. She held the black box in the palm of her hand, not unlike his own, but somewhat smaller – “Open the box.” – she said, this time it was a deep, emotionless voice. Aziz turned around, but could not find his own black box of letters. He extended his hand towards the old woman – “A child’s variant” – she laughed daemonically, as she was leaning over him with the creak of her voice that sent chill down one’s spine – “Kill Abdulhamid, Aziz! Kill or…”

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 The passengers of the Airbus E300 of Air France on the Damascus-Washington line were, each in their own way, passing the time during their several hours long flight. Some were napping, some nonchalantly leafed through the many magazines printed in several world languages, others still were watching something on the internal television or were having their meal, a group of Arabian businessmen, who were occupying the business class, was vehemently discussing the prices of crude oil on the world market. The aircraft had been above the Mediterranean for a while now, on the standard cruise altitude of 10.000 meters. A girl was sitting by the window with her doleful gaze pointing ahead. For but a brief moment she glanced through the window and froze. She only managed to utter the following – “Mommy, mommy, quick, look at this…” Abdulhamid swiftly pulled the control stick towards himself and increased the velocity of his flying bomb. The plane growled and got on course of direct collision with the colossus. The explosive detonator was set to activate during any intense impact… this collision was one nobody could survive. Parts of the destroyed airbus were comingled with the charred dismembered human body parts and scattered around formiles. During all this, Aziz was overcome with madness in the other plane. Amid hysteria he alternated between laughing and trembling in fear, not registering Abdulhamid’s final “ALLAHU AKBAR” in his headphones, not noticing the powerful bang in the distance, when… The rescue teams couldn’t do much the morning after. They managed to find merely the sporadic remains of the terrorist attack, but were left in wonder that an untouched body floated onto the surface. It was a very wrinkly old woman with her eyes closed, as if she fell asleep, her face pale, almost white, even though her arms were livid due to water. Next to her corpse a singular black box floated. Around noon the Arab television station “Al Jazeera” broadcast the video delivered to it by some covert channels and with masked armed men on it reading some pages from the Muslim holy book, letting the viewer know that there were many more martyrs ready for the biggest sacrifice in the name of Allah and that the fate of Airbus E300 of Air France was awaiting other infidels as well… the standard rhetoric of all fundamentalist terrorist organizations. Getting back to his Samarra base, Aziz found his black box on his table. Within it was the letter in his daughter’s handwriting. “Dear dad, this is your daughter Aziza. An old woman keeps telling me not to travel across the Atlantic, but to stay in Jordan and that I will be safer in Samarra than in America where you sent us. How can I reach you before we take off?… Mom is getting her jewelry ready and is adorning herself. She is calling you a pig and an ox. Did you send the old woman here, dad? Did you? Tell mom that we cannot go to uncle Adib.” Having read this, Aziz blew himself up with a 237kg grenade.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 HUMANITY By Ranjan Sagar First you see yourself, And how Good and bad you are . Than you will think to change the world. if you want to unite the world, change the humanity. if you are on the Right direction, then only you can show right path to others. Emotional help is greater than financial help.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 CHANGE YOUR MIND By Ranjan Sagar Knowing all the goods, if you are still going on wrong path, it will be inhumane. The thinking of l am the all is not totally good at all. The feeling of we only omit the bad thing and loneliness. first change your mind heartly, Then all dreams can be fullfilled.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 SERVING NATURE By Ranjan Sagar If you create a smile among needy, God will help you back. what is this egoistic thing. This resulted to destruction. Helping people are less than discouraging people. By changing our nature, we will be a philosophical human. Let live and others to lives should be our motto. then we will reach our destination My self Ranjan Sagar (comedy writer, lyricist, social social workerer, poet (revolutionary) from-state -Odisha , birth place -Guderpali (village), block -gaisilat, district-Bargarh pin code -768035 . country belongs to India . Hoby -writing comedy script Or poet (to aware people, changing their thought

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ŽELIMO PASTIRE MIRA By Razija Buharalija Želimo mir i oko nas cvijeće NE zgažene živote travu i dom, želimo mir i dostojanstvo nam veće. Želimo mir i u svom domu ljubav u supi NE tuđi krov i dobrotvorne dari, Želimo mir i u svom parku maštanja na klupi. Želimo mir i odluke svoje NE humke koje će da nam broje, Želimo miran san i svoje spokoje. Želimo mir ne povelje razne NE spomenike nam govore i fraze želimo mir prijateljstva naša i čiste nam obraze. Želimo mir. Mir želimo.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 STOP THE WAR By Tanja Ajtic Stop the war, stop crying the cry of the evacuating child and leaves his father to fight. Stop the war, stop the scream a wounded soldier at will others in a foreign country. Stop the pain, stop the sadness of all the people on the planet who are in fear of what will happen next? Is there any further? To dust that we may all become and be without, nowhere, never again. Stop the war, stop the evil because there is never a winner from war, everyone always lose.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ZAUSTAVITE RAT By Tanja Ajtic Zaustavite rat, zaustavite plač plač detinji što evakuiše se i ostavlja oca da ratuje. Zaustavite rat, zaustavite krik ranjenog vojnika što je po volji tuđoj u zemlji tuđoj. Zaustavite bol, zaustavite tugu svih ljudi na planeti što u strahu su šta će biti dalje? Dalje da li ima? U prah da svi postanemo i da nas nema, nigde, nikada više. Zaustavite rat, zaustavite zlo jer iz rata nikad pobednika nema, Uvek su svi izgubili. Tanja Ajtic is from Serbia but lives in Vancouver, Canada. Her poems and stories have been published in more than one hundred and seventy collections (books), anthologies, electronic books and magazines. Her poem have been published in eight language. She published a book of poetry “;Outlines of Love” in 2018. She won first place in the Federation of Bosnia and Herzegovina and the second prize in Great Britain from the Serbian Library in London. She is represented in the Anthology among the 30 best writers for 2020. by the Association of Writers of Australia. She has been awarded with many prizes and diplomas. She is currently writing poetry, short stories, haiku, gogyoshi poetry. She artistic graphics as a freelance artist. Hers art graphic were published in books and magazines.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 THE BEAUTY OF THE EVENING By Ivan Gacina Love is an unfinished art swaying the stars in my heart, and the scented breeze refracts through the light so that I can rule the wilderness tonight; pure melody springs out of my soul while the beauty of the evening comes under my control, and my sword turns into the words of enlightenment in order to spread out the freshness of the environment.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ฀฀฀฀฀฀- ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀- ০১ ฀฀฀฀฀- ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ হক฀฀฀฀) ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ অবশ , ঐ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀! ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ও ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ বউ, ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀! কত฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ কত฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀! ฀฀฀฀฀฀- ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀- ০২ ฀฀฀฀฀- ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ হক฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ কত, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ শতশত ! ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀, যতই ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀। ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀! ฀฀฀฀฀฀- ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀- ০৩ ฀฀฀฀฀- ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ হক฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ এই ฀฀฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀, মন আর฀฀฀฀฀฀! ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ঐ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀! ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ আর฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀, 205

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ চল ฀฀฀฀฀฀!

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 and the sister is the woman, Woman is my wife, Without you the house would be empty, The girl's name is hope. How many things in the midst of creation, Never forget Jesus was born in Mary's womb, Respect the Lord!

WOMEN'S DAY SECOND POEM By Muhammad Shamsul Huq Babu Born in my mother's womb, How hard, God will catch you if you grieve, Hundreds of wonders! There is no peace in the world, 207

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 If a woman cries, Cursing will not improve, No matter how much energy you show, it will not work! I'm crazy about women, Woman in my love You coward are inhuman, Why kill them unnecessarily!

WOMEN'S DAY THIRD POEM By Muhammad Shamsul Huq Babu This right to life, Equally in all cases, Want freedom Mind and eyes! 208

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Whatever I do, I write, Before the dignity of women, I don't see that greed, Anger and affection! Oh, brother and Oh mother, The fleeting world, Women are the umbrella of peace, Let's follow the rules! Muhammad Shamsul Huq (Babu), born in 1972 in Dhaka, Bangladesh. Story, Rhyne & poetry books are available everywhere. Total about 92 book have been published. His writings have also been published in various journals. Defenders of human nationalism have been awarded many honors from various literary, domestic and foreign organizations.

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฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀- ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ By Muhammad Shamsul Huq Babu ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ও ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀ ও ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀, ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀, ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀, ฀฀฀ ও ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀, ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀ ฀฀฀฀฀।

POETS FOR PEACE By Muhammad Shamsul Huq Babu Poetry speaks of peace, The poet wants peace, The poet wants release, Poetry speaks of humanity, Poetry speaks of equality and brotherhood, Speaking of unity, Speaking of equality, Speaking of love and affection, 210

Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 Speaking of sad mother, Speaking of starvation, Speaking of the deprived, We don't want war, We want peace, I want to get along, Want to live together, To whom belongs his religion, The rich don't want the poor, I don't want to discriminate, I don't want to discriminate between black and white, Poetry and poetry are childish, Where heaven meets, Where there is poetry there is peace, The sun is where the poet is.

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ПЕСМА НАС ЈЕ ОДРЖАЛА! By Književni Klub 21

Београђани, дођите данас на Трг слободе да нас видите и да будете виђени! На снази је ваздушна опасност, после паузе од двадесет пет минута! Моле се грађани да крену у склоништа. Нуди се и концерт на тргу. Ко шта воли, нека изволи. Трг је пун. Певају песму Тамо далеко. Плаче ми срце, плаче ми душа, сузе се котрљају. Мисле да нисам патриота. Шта то стварно значи? Ако треба да погину деца, да ми живимо, тада нисам. Боже сачувај свачију децу. Шта ћемо, ако њих не буде? Ко ће обрађивати њиве, ко ће подизати децу, ко ће певати, ко ће волети ако се њима нешто деси. Да ли ће старци обновити земљу? Мене може и да нема. Спасићу се у сваком погледу, ако ме потрефи, престаће ова мука. Ако преживим, тек ми предстоји борба за свој сан. Биће потребно само време. А како ствари стоје, оно истиче. Кад сви око мене посташе другачији нисам приметила. Била сам одувек помало осим света, али када се створи оволики јаз? Можда одавно месечарим, па не видим у ком правцу иде свет. Гледајући концерт, размишљам, било шта било, не бих волела тренутно да будем на било ком делу планете, него где сам сада. И то је сигурно део нашег унутрашњег бића и судбине. 28.3.1999. недеља Не знам што сам ово извукла са дна фиоке. Прошло је, можда и није. Одувек се ратовало, али зар баш мора? Сваки рат је страшан, после наших мислила сам никада више. А да у моме животу буде их толико, нисам могла ни да замислим. Памтим и Вијетнам, не могу ни у филму да се подсећам. О оним деценијским мање важним и нисам у току. Што није занимљиво власницима медија и не знамо. Сваки рат сам одболовала а и после наших... Ирак, Либија, Сирија, Украјина... бомбардују нас сваки дан. И страх ме је, одавно. Продаје се дотрајало оружје у виду хуманитарне помоћи, организују се, светски добровољци којима је то занимање, убијају и новинаре. Кажу има толико наоружања да би свет могао да се уништи седам стотина пута, ако је то тачно. Довољно је и једном. Овако нас убијају мало по мало, свакога дана. Најгори су навијачи ратова. Шта је том мушком свету, који о томе одлучује, питам се? Боље би им било да освајају жене, него са неба државе. А можда их жене, осим мајки и сестара, и не воле довољно. Са срећом нам свима било! Јесмо ли на љубав заборавили?

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PEACE By Patricia Elena Vilas You ask me what is peace? look for her in your dreams, not in the spectra that wander through space. You ask me what is peace? true peace, peace without hesitation, rise up at dawn and don’t fade into the night. Where is the peace? look for her where the winds sleep, where the forests keep secrets, in the solitude of the tombs. When you find her tell her: “No to war, no to hate, no to discrimination, the world wants peace without violence.”

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PAZ By Patricia Elena Vilas Me preguntas ¿qué es la paz? búscala en tus sueños, no en los espectros que vagan por el espacio. Me preguntas ¿qué es la paz? paz verdadera, paz sin tapujos, que al alba se levante y no se esfume a la noche. ¿Dónde está la paz? búscala donde los vientos duermen, dónde los bosques guardan secretos, en la soledad de las tumbas. Cuando la encuentres dile: “No a la guerra, no al odio, no a las discriminaciones, el mundo quiere paz sin violencia”.

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WITNESS TERROR THROUGH MY EYES By Storytellersuchismita Vultures are now down on the earth To taste the flesh of fresh dead. Renaissance is on the spot, Just prevailing on the ground through weapons, The sobs of mothers are now dry With the foregone splash of war. You read the industrial revolution on books, Here I witness the live fossils of destruction every day. Visit my country once when TV channels are off, Visit the billion pieces of dream-homes, You may wonder if 'sweet-homes' are still sweet! Visit each and every alley, cramming with bodies and vultures And taste the blood too, It may numb your throat With the bitter coldness of pure fear; That fear which stirred the euphoric past, terrors of present and unseen future!

Suchismita Ghoshal hails from West Bengal, India. At the age of 24, she has been continuously leaving her footprints in the contemporary literary world. She is an widely published author, internationally reputed bilingual poet, spoken word poet, professional writer, content writer, editor and critic, translator (Bengali, English), performing poet, communicator and literary influencer, an independent thinker, humanitarian and change enthusiast. She's been invited to many international festivals and open mics. Her awards, accolades and achievements not only inspire her more to write but also to influence her through the kindness of her words. Her solo books "Fields of Sonnet", "Emotions & Tantrums" & "Poetries in Quarantine" are available on Amazon website. She strives towards all the good things and keeps her high-spirits up for miracles to happen.

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PEACE By Rozalia Aleksandrova Peace is a mixed concept. And personally. And human. Reveals difficult didactics: Don't be angry, Man! Peace is a Temple, but also a antechamber, in which you enter meekly. Peace is self-confidence. Divine walk in priceless capital of truths: humility, innocence, meaning. Peace is our effort, blessing for us to write. God's only elixir: peace, Peace, PEACE! Rozalia Aleksandrova lives in Plovdiv, Bulgaria. She was born in the magical Rhodope Mountains, the cradle of Orpheus. Author of 11 poetry books. Editor and compiler of over 20 literary almanacs, collections and anthologies. She is a member of the Union of Bulgarian Writers and a member of the Board of Directors “ATUNIS” Galaxy Poetry. In March 2006 she created a poetic-intellectual association &quot;Quantum and Friends&quot; for the promotion of quantum poetry in civil society, Plovdiv and Bulgarian phenomenon. Initiator and organizer of the International Festival of Poetry SPIRITUALITY WITHOUT BORDERS from 2015. Every year the Festival publishes an almanac.

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TUGA IMA CRNU BOJU LICA By Evica Kraljic Ne lete ptice u zemlji rata, brže od njih lete granate. Pticama su gnijezda porušena, sele u krajeve sunca i mira. Tuga ima crnu boju lica, čipkasto crnilo porušenih kuća. Domovina je ljubav sveta, blagoslov svake zemlje. U zemlji mira i slobode, proljeće se razlilo u vrtovima punih cvijeća. Ukrajini je netko ukrao ovogodišnje proljeće! Na zgarištima ruševina nema trave ni cvijeća… O Bože, ljubavi naša, daj da sutra svane željno čekani dan MIRA! Da se žene i djeca vrate tamo gdje im je DOMOVINA!

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MIR-BOGOM DAN By Tarik Osmanhodzic Tamo gdje uspavane sunčeve zrake Ljube zemljino pospano lice Mirno su spavale godine naše Kada postanemo prognanice Jer otišao je i izblijedio Mir u našim mladim snovima I pustio mjesta i zlobi i kobi i krvi i suzi i bolima Nedorečeno je ostalo to Što Sudbina naša je htjela I klonila se ili se borila Jer ništa drugo nije ni umjela Ranjeni tuđim bolesnim grijehom Slušasmo molitive i vapaj domu Bijasmo gladni slobode i željni mira Ali još uvijek vjerni domu svomu Dok smo bili nevina božija djeca Nedorasla još neproživljena Rekoše ljudi da mirna duša od boga biva izmoljena I tko nam je uze Tko otkida latice sa našeg cvijeta Tko ružnom riječju uzima tuđi život A nama oduze naš dio svijeta Zato sklopite dlanove griješne I kleknite za oprost na koljena Da bi vam pokora ljudska bila A sudbina ponovo izmoljena Jer mir u diječijoj igri počiva Nevine njegove ruke drage su niti I mimo toga majka poklanja ljubav Kad želi djetešce pokriti U rijeci mirna voda još tiho teče Zeleno tiho treperi trava Mir tražimo želimo dajemo Da ne bi postao dio zaborava Na sjenkama vena mirnoće šuti I mirno čelo sanja svoj san Želite ga ljubiti i živjeti sa njim Jer mir je bogom dan.

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MI DJECA By Tarik Osmanhodzic Molimo one koje se bore Da se u miru dogovore Neka se ratno stanje spriječi Pomoću dobre volje i riječi Mi djeca Molimo vojnike da stave plombe Na topove i bombe Pa neka vatrom iz granata Krenu u borbu protiv rata Molimo časnike da mjesto sjajnih epoleta Stave na junačka ramena Po dva do tri cvijeta Mi djeca Molimo one koje Oružje prave da sve strojeve zaustave I da ubuduće svi rade na prozvodnji čokolade.

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PRAVO NA MIR:MIR I ZNAČENJE PRAVA NA MIR By Tarik Osmanhodzic Pravo na mir jeste temeljno ljudsko pravo koje je zagarantovano Univerzalnom deklaracijom o pravima čovjeka.Spada u kolektivna ljudska prava treće generacije.Zagarantovano je i Ustavom Bih o zaštiti ljudskih prava i temeljnih sloboda.Navodi se također i u Evropskoj Konvenciji o ljudskim pravima i slobodama jer predstavlja pravo svakog građanina kao individue ili pojedinca da uživa svoja prava da uživa svoja prava i slobode dostajanstveno i u blagostanju bez ikakvog vanjskog pritiska.To predstavlja slobodu od harmonije,prepiski,unutrašnje zadovoljstvo i vedrinu jer se samo značenje riječi mir mijenja sa ovim kontekstom.U svom najafanatičnijem značenju mir označava stanje potpune harmonije bez ikakvih konflikata ne samo između ljudi nego i između ljudi i prirode,stvorenja i prirode i izgradnji njihovih međuljudskih odnosa. Postoji više teorija i definicija mira a neke od njih su mir kao nesebičan čin ljubavi,mir kao odsutnost nasilja i zla sa prisutnošću pravde,fanatičan mir,unutrašnji mir i slično. Prema nekim teorijama sa pravne tačke gledišta. Mir predstavlja stanje stabilnosti koje je potrebno za napredak i početak svakog prava.Prema riječima pravnog znanstvenika Roberta Kohlera pojedinci i narodi imaju pravo na mir u početku je to bilo uredu ali još nisu stigle barem ne službeno sa punom snagom značenja.Prema riječima koje čine nacrt deklaracije UN-a o miru postoji nedostatak konzensusa među državama članicama. O pojmu prava na mir priča o sebi kao pojedincu. U Ujedinjenim narodima u 1999 godini došlo je do izvandrednog trenutkakada je nacrt rezolucije o kulturi mira koji je razmatran o Unescu pripremljen tokom neformalnih sastanaka.Na izvornom nacrtu sjednice raspravljalo se o pravu na mir.Prema bilješkama Unescovog promatrača amaerički predsjednik je rekao da mir ne treba biti uzdignut u kategoriju ljudskih prava međutim to nije tačno jer mir zapravo i jeste ljudsko pravo.Mir među ljudima sa pravnog aspekta predstavlja i početak neke promjene.Prema tome svi se moraju boriti za mir među ljudima i stanje u državi općenito. Osnova i temelj prava na mir jeste promovisati miroljubiva promotivna i inkluzivna i pravedna društva.Mir, stabilnost, ljudska prava i efikasno upravljanje koje počiva na vladavini prava bitni su katalizatori održivog razvoja.Ljudi nažalost danas žive u multietničkom društvu u kojima razlike među ljudima postaju sve veće.Neki regioni uživaju u stalnom miru bezbjednosti i prospreitetu,dok se drugi naizgled nalaze u neprekidnom ciklusu sukoba i nasilja.Shodno tome,ta situacija nije neizbježna i mora se riješiti.Svrha ciljeva održivog razvoja jeste značajno smanjenje svih oblika nasilja i rad sa vladama i zajednicama na iznalaženju trajnog riješenja za sukobe i nesigurnost.Jačanje vladavine prava i promovisanje ljudskih prava su ključ procesa promovisanja mira i pravde među ljudima.Promovisanje mira i pravde među ljudima jedan je od globalnih ciljeva koji čine program održivog razvoja za napredak na više ciljeva istovremeno je ključan integrisani pristup.Zato se preporučuje svim narodima ovog svijeta da ne ratuju i održavaju mir i pravdu te da će samo na taj način doprinijeti dobrobiti ovog društva.

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Global Anthology – Peace Against War Issue 2022 BACKDROP IMAGE CHOSEN BY LIDIA CHIARELLI Lidia Chiarelli is one of the Charter Members of Immagine Poesia, the art-literary Movement founded in Torino (Italy) in 2007 with Aeronwy Thomas.Installation artist and collagist. Coordinator of #DylanDay in Italy.Award-winning poet since 2011.Her writing has been published in more than 150 International Poetry magazines and web-sites.

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GLOBAL ANTHOLOGY "PEACE AGAINST WAR"

Articles inside

SENDING PRAYERS

LOUDER AND LOUDER

PEACE

KRVAVI KAMEN

WHERE ARE YOU GOING THE WORLD

SPARK IN THE DARK

WAR IS NOT AN OPTION

PEACE

RAINBOW GLOW

RATA DA NESTANE

PLANETA SE MIRU VRAĆA

FIRST LINE

ΠΡΩΤΗ ΓΡΑΜΜΗ

HAIKUS BY ARIE YANNAY BENEDEK CHAVIV

LICE NEBA (21.STOLJEĆE

RUS-UKR

CALLING PEACE

WHY WAR

LOVE

SLAVA UKRAJINI

THAT'S ENOUGH

PRAYING FOR PEACE

ТОА Е ДОВОЛНО

KAŽI

WINTER

SPRING

KO VODA

JUTROS

ESCAPING WAR

STOP THE WAR (ARTICLE

HERO OR VILLIAN

WAR AGAINST PEACE

FOREWORD

WAR ACROSTIC

WAR

PEACE BETWEEN NATIONS

THE TERRORIST

UNITY AND PEACE

THE BEATHE OF WARS