5 great places to submit if you hate to wait

13 responses on "5 great places to submit if you hate to wait"

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   himanshu ranjan4 February 2019 at 01:08Reply

   Submissions
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   PURAMSHETTY RAMESHWAR RAO15 April 2019 at 14:13Reply

   The light eyes opened up
   It does not mean that it is the theater
   I do not know that it is a drama in the play
   Look at the color palace
   The light jets are theater
   There are lots of characters and many more scenes
   Hopes are the motives of the intentions
   Maturimas are the characters that do not forget
   I’m confused
   It’s not that memorable
   My role is crying
   The waves of my voice are shouting
   The role of the present day is unbelievable
   This character is a picture
   Famous hypotheses do not appear
   Singly
   This is a lonely character
   My shadow with a long time
   Why the dance plays
   The light that was in that stage
   This is a dark night in the dark
   Any mischief has been lost in the passing role
   Why this loneliness
   From this divine art platform
   Looking stare at you
   For this baseless role
   Nothing is a mastermind.

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   HIMANSHI SHAH29 July 2020 at 19:33Reply

   INSIDE OUR SOULS

   When I was a child, I asked, “where are we interconnected?”
   My mother smiled at me with brightness and said,
   “we are connected to our mind” and so
   “our mind is connected to our body” and so
   “our body is connected to environment” and so
   “we all influence each other”

   When I was a teenager, I asked, “why are we interconnected?”
   My teacher smiled at me with fairness and said,
   “we are connected because it’s shaping our lives” and so
   “it’s making us conscious to recognize it” and so
   “we are embracing the way where we live.”

   When I was a young man, I asked, “how are we interconnected?”
   My spouse smiled at me with recognition and said,
   “we are interconnected by our actions” and so
   “our actions are interlinked with surrounding” and so
   “with interconnection it creates actions”

   When I was an old man, I asked, “when are we interconnected?”
   My child smiled at me with happiness and said,
   “we are connected, when we realize the value of insight” and so
   “we understand fully the grasp of nature of all we experience” and so
   “we realize, various causes and conditions coming together”

   When I will die, god will ask, “what is interconnection”
   I will smile with satisfaction and say,
   “interconnection is the mindset where we are concerned about us” and so
   “not only connected with mind and body” but
   “connected to all existing things in perceivable universe”

   By himanshi shah
   From nepal

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   Adam1 August 2020 at 21:57Reply

   I’m lost I am torn my stomach ties in nots with theses thoughts that I got other then that I’m doing great that’s a fact noww my dad gone so I’m try to find peace in all that now it’s 900 in fact of rent so go ahead settle in court for what ever is left of me do it for my kids destiny. not to be there cuz I’m such a bad guy let’s take me to court so I can see my kids every other day at the police station how bout that lilly u don’t got time for bullshit but this is how u want let’s do this I ain’t prideful I’m just a lil foolish to ever think it works between the two of us so I know my words hurt but one day I’m going to make it I’m having a great day how’s yours

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   Akpovona E. Ambrose4 August 2020 at 22:15Reply

   Dear editor,
   I wish to have my poems published on your plate form. How do I make this happen?
   Majority of my poems are in Hello Poetry, can they be similarly showcased here?

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   Gary Edward Allen11 September 2020 at 21:46Reply

   May God’s Spirit

   For greener pastures is what I seek
   This world is no place for the meek
   This turning world I continue to roam
   Just want a loving place to call home
   A home underneath the starlit sky
   Where the falcon and eagle still fly
   With the love of God never be alone
   In my heart he’ll always have a home
   God’s blessings allowed me to live
   My heart has so much love to give
   For God’s spirit I will forever pray
   See the sun paint the sky everyday
   God’s love is deeper than the sea
   Removed my crosses and set me free
   Dear God forever my true love I give
   For you taught me how to truly live
   May God’s spirit touch your vacant soul
   And angels comfort you till you grow old

   By Gary Edward Allen 2020 ©

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   Pooli8 October 2020 at 19:17Reply

   Trapped wrapped
   Within the wave
   of you

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   Abhilash Shrivastava15 October 2020 at 07:26Reply

   i want to publish hindi poet

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   K25 October 2020 at 15:31Reply

   http://www.samyuktapoetry.com is a great place to publish poems…they do a wonderful profile of the poet too…

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    Gloria15 November 2020 at 13:40Reply

    Poem Singing

    I sing stars for you
    I sing the leading hands
    The blood in your chest
    I sing the riches of my words
    I sing the anger of having met you
    I sing the violence of your silence
    I sing the tears of your past
    I sing the ember of your feeling
    Singing, Singing, Singing, and Singing
    Because I can’t cry

    What if poetry and peace
    And if the galaxies exploded
    In the chest of memory
    And if the memories spread
    On the wall of being
    And if they got together again
    Just stay there again
    Hot and painful memories

    I simply begged
    Some kind of sound

    To shake the heart of memory
    The silent memories that blind me
    When the wind tells the sea
    That the years age the dreams
    And that poetry resides in prison
    And not in freedom
    That poetry lives in hate
    And not i peace
    I want only sad wind
    To scream that
    De poetry is frees

    Like in bird
    The bird the sing only in trees
    and not in the sky
    Moon, don´t raize me op
    Moon, you just schine in my tears
    Sun came with peace inside poetry
    Inside wing of the thought
    What if poetry and peace
    Is only in your eyes
    Translate:Anita Carapinheiro

    Only poetry frees
    A bird is not free
    Even when it the sky
    With the winds clinging to the wings
    Dreams become a cold current

    The melody is not free
    When the sound is dispersed through thought
    It becomes trapped between the fingers of the soul

    The smell was never free
    The aroma may be the sweet image of innocence
    Of a child, even without freedom

    The taste was always crushed
    Smashe by greediness
    Is lost in a locked freedom

    The kisses have always been meshed with passion
    Only poetry frees men from the pressure of having
    Translate:Anita Carapinheiro

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    Boghos L. Artinian MD16 November 2020 at 09:59Reply

    Surgical Deities

    I am hesitant
    to let any deity
    mess with an empire of cells
    (my body) ,
    a strong government
    (my brain) ,
    and an army
    of lymphocytes,
    mast cells, and macrophages
    in my innards.
    I, their god,
    must first agree
    to let another god
    perform a ‘divine intervention’
    in my empire,
    and on my behalf.
    To do that
    I must sign a consent form.
    Of course I can refuse,
    which might mean
    the annihilation of my empire,
    and I with it;
    or perhaps
    its deliverance
    from the mismanagement
    of other gods!

    Boghos L. Artinian MD

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    Candis Brown29 May 2021 at 02:28Reply

    Poetry is from your soul.

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    Breathe Bold29 September 2021 at 13:56Reply

    Welcome to Breathe Bold.
    Why the name ‘Breathe Bold’?
    Breathing is an essential life process. Moreover, it comes naturally, you don’t learn it from someone. That’s the first thing you did when you were born, that’s the thing you do when you sleep. And it just happens. It’s a part of us which we rarely acknowledge.
    We breathe regardless of our faults or our shortcomings. That’s one bold step.
    The next bold step is to love yourself, accept and value yourself because there is no other who can be you.
    So, next time you breathe.
    Breathe Bold.
    We publish stories, articles, poems and haikus (Also, anything you got). Our main topic is Body Positivity but if your submission is a little different and the most unique, submit it as well!
    We are a community of diverse writers and voices. We believe in accepting ourselves.
    Have a submission for us? Email us at boldbreathe@gmail.com and wait for us to response. We swear to respond in a couple of days! And we look forward to reading your work!