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NY Literary Magazine’s “ECHOES” Anthology – Collection of Modern Poems with Deep Meaning

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The NY Literary Magazine thanks all the talented poets for submitting their poems to us! After reading through hundreds of poetry submissions, we have published a selection of the finest contemporary poems in our latest poetry anthology titled “Echoes”.

“Echoes” is a poetry collection featuring today’s most remarkable, modern poetry by both new and award-winning poets of all ages and nationalities.
In this poetry magazine, you’ll find deep meaningful poems about life and living, sincere poems about thoughts and feelings, dark & sad poetry, as well as an inspirational poem; along with complimentary striking paintings.

This poetry book is available as a print magazine and as a free-to-read digital magazine. Download and read for free

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NY Literary Magazine “Winds of Time” Contemporary Poetry Anthology

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We thank everyone for their poetry submissions!
The NY Literary Magazine’s “Winds of Time” poetry Anthology is now available in print, and as a free digital magazine on Amazon Kindle, Scribd, Issuu etc.

The “Winds of Time” Anthology features a selection of outstanding, modern poems by both emerging and internationally recognized, remarkable, award-winning poets from around the world.

In this poetry magazine you’ll find expressive love poems; a delightfully explicit

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When I’m old and lonely by Tina Marie Winslow

Will you find me, when I’m old?
Even if I’ve sagged and wrinkled
would you find me beautiful when I laughed?
Could you possibly recognize what will
be me in so many years, or will you pass me
by? Even if I do not recognize myself?

Will we ever even speak again, like we used
to, like good friends should? Or will a nose be
turned and no words spoken as we walk back out
of each other’s lives. I sometimes wish I knew,
so that the time I waste wondering is not in vain.

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Published! NY Literary Magazine’s “AWAKE” Contemporary Poetry Anthology

We are excited to announce the publication of our latest poetry magazine! The NY Literary Magazine’s “AWAKE” anthology contains a selection of outstanding, modern poetry by both emerging and award-winning poets from around the world. Enjoy reading deep meaningful poems, poetic thoughts and memories, sad poems about

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The Only Picture that Survived the Fire by Shawna Mayer

Like hope in Pandora’s box,
I wondered if I was spared or
punished by it.

See three smiling cousins,
around age eight,
spattered with mud, after
an afternoon spent playing
in the sodden, low spot in the yard

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My December by Katie Lynn

My moving hand writes on and on,
No matter what I say,
I cannot bring him to erase,
That cold December day.

The day was sad and wearisome,
It chilled me to my core,
I’d known that something would go wrong,
Though I could not be sure.

I’d felt so tired and lonely, still,
My heart had ached for him,
Beneath the Christmas trim.

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Have I Given You A Season?

Have I Given You A Season?

Dedicated to: Aseel Kawash

Have I ever mentioned
The hot chocolate you invented?
Thick and a little sugary
Poured into the wrong cups
By the scatter of our weekly magazines

Have I ever told you
I’ve forgotten the orange-redness
Of my hair when I was younger?
I wish I’d chosen dye more wisely
Yet your drawings of me
Of the smile I attempted horribly
And the fiery, red curls
Made me feel less foolish

I always believed time would cease
At the blissful age of sixteen

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TEARS – Best Dark & Sad Poetry Contest by the NY Literary Magazine

Enter your dark and sad poetry into our free-to-enter international poetry competition!
Poets of any age and nationality are welcome to submit their deep, dark poems to the NY Literary Magazine’s contest.

We’re searching for outstanding dark poems including sad poems about death; mournful, deep poems about loss; depressing poems on any subject; sad poems about memories, experiences, lost loved ones; and general emotional, stirring sad poetry.

Read for free our poetry magazines to understand what style poetry we like best and publish.

TEARS Poetry Contest Guidelines

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Melon Eye Mask – Love Poem by Deirdre Dunne

Never believed in love at first sight.
That was something only Romeo felt for Juliet.
Didn’t ever believe he really loved her either.
Five minutes before he met her, he thought he loved Rosaline.
He cried in the bushes and made his days artificial nights.
But when I saw you I wasn’t so sure.

Those greyish, green eyes.
Dimples when you smiled
Like raindrop wounds.
You looked too familiar for a stranger.
Maybe you had appeared in my dreams from the future.
Sent back in time.

Stalked you on the Internet and found out your name.
Social media and company websites,
The hunter’s paradise.

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One Pixel on an Immense Black Screen by Tom Higgins

A tiny, pale blue dot,
is all there is,
it is not such a lot
but it is everything
to us.
We share this speck
of dust in a void,
and what we are,
what we were,
and what we become,
is all because
so far

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Flowers, No Son by La’Erica Conner

Just a child,
born into this world,
Pure innocence,
wrapped up inside of him.

No knowledge of how this life works,
Unaware of death,
awaiting his soul to keep.

A hysterical mother,
a bewildered father,
Begging for answers
about the unexpected leave.

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Words by Meygan Cox

Words are just letters on paper
twenty-six figures muddled together,
pieced until satisfaction is complete.

Words are nature with no sound,
for how can we appreciate the warbler’s song
when we do not listen to the lyrics?

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Symbolism by Eunice-Grace Domingo

Unmentioned strangers whisper sweet nothings in my ear,
Formidable enemies with intentions so unclear.
I am forced to sit down, to listen and respect
Their unceremonious chatter and values they reject.

One wears a halo, glowing like the future:
White robes, golden smile — heavenly composure.
This one’s got vows and rules that I must follow:
Ways of ensuring that I have a tomorrow.

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A Shooting Star by Druppels aka Luc D’hertefelt

A shooting star
my soul is floating far
The ghosts, my mind created
were the brakes that I hated
It is not important where I am
but it is crucial who I am
It does not matter what I’ve seen
I was blind anyway

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To My Young Lady by Robert Gbolahan King

Time is going o young lady!
Time and beauty are flying away.
Life is an opportunity,
O life is not a chance anyway!

Your own beauty exploration
Had outside blissfulness of marriage
Lures men to love exploration
Of you until you reach your vile age.

Your readiness is what matter.
Marriage is honorable in all
Plenty money does not matter.
Make sure you don’t waste time at all.

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The Painter and the Poet by Katie Lynn

A Poet took his gilded pen
And wrote a line or two,
Then read aloud his magic words
To mould the world anew.

A Painter heard the Poet’s words,
Then took his golden brush,
To paint the world alive again,
Down to the river’s rush.

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Equus by Redhors

The horse is
Beauty in motion,
A loyal partner,
An honest friend.

A portrait in disguise.
Manes like cascading water
Tails proud, silky banners
Coats shimmer in the morning sun
Muscles ripple beneath slick pelts.

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JAWS by Debra McQueen

We watched it opening night
at the Capitol Drive-In.
The VW’s black vinyl
stuck to the backs of my thighs.

I sat in the passenger seat,
a habit from when I was little.
There was a smell
I hoped my parents wouldn’t notice.

I was allowed to hang
the heavy speaker on
my half rolled down window,
to control the volume.

We brought our own cans
of pop in a cooler stashed
on the floorboards.
Slunk low during the trailers,

Dad reached through
the bucket seats into
a bowl of popcorn from home
balanced on the parking brake.

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Today? Poem by Mary Christine Laningham

Do I understand?
I live another day,
adding to the potential years,
of a life well lived,
so they say.

In the shadow of yesterday?
Will they say this upon the grave?
Yet, that which was lost yesterday,
can be regained tomorrow,
again, so they say.

Do I understand?
Where is today?
The choice lays within,
the question mark of a new day.

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It’s the Not Thinking by Marie Hanna Curran

It’s the not thinking
That’s the chore,
That’s why so many therapists
And DFS coaches are in well-paid jobs.

It’s the not thinking
About a rape by a victim,
And the not thinking
Of a stranger’s greasy hands
All over your front hall.

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Lonely Girl (Shooting Star) by Akshat Thakur

Lonely girl, how does it feel
Knowing that nothing in your life is real?
The world, and you, are just so fake,
How does it feel to be something that you hate?
Wake up and dread your existence,
(I know you do)
Burn all bridges to create some distance,
(Life’s hard to get through)

The whereabouts of your mind are anybody’s guess,
Wearing nothing but a smile, you look so well dressed.

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The Balanced Book by Marie Hanna Curran

In an over-produced world
Of populous populations,
Supply is often halted beyond the womb

And should a child make it
To the densely packed production line,
There are no lifetime guarantees
No best before, or after birthday dates

Supply outcries demand.

But demand increases should you move
Within the factory floor,
Be placed onto the packaged line
“First World”
Or stamped and wrapped:
“For Family Wealth”

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