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Everyone is invited.

 

Please read the following guidelines before submitting your work to us.

-To submit your work all you have to do is email it to thepoctimes@gmail.com
-Your work should be original, and not copied off the internet. Otherwise, this will result in plagiarism.
-There is no particular limitation on the number of entries you can send, but we usually pick the best of the lot.
-We accept everything – art, poetry, quotes, fiction, nonfiction, travelogues, recipes, fashion ideas, photographs, videos, recordings etc.
-We also accept SoundCloud links and MP3 files.
-We do not accept edits with backgrounds taken off from the internet or even quotes by other authors.
-Even if the background image and quotes are yours, please don’t paste it onto the image and send us, because many times the text isn’t clear and doesn’t match the theme.
-If you want to post on our channel, you need to get in touch with Willow Lucy. (Message us privately, and we’ll help you get in touch with her)

Designing:

-If you want your photograph or artwork to be on the cover, your work must be related to the theme and should be in portrait mode. The approximate dimensions are 12 * 10 inches.
-To get a full page to yourself, your image needs to be 12 * 10 inches.
-For a double page spread, your image needs to be approximately 12 * 20 inches.
-Sending a poem along with an image doesn’t guarantee that they’ll be grouped together in the magazine. We often pair them with other works, and we may or may not use your image. This is because we work with limited space and our magazine is about uniting different forms of art.

Copyright info:

-Please try not to send us images with big watermarks as we might remove it or not accept your photo at all. This is to avoid making the image look out of place. You do not need to worry because we give you full credit anyway by adding new watermarks. We’re cool with small ones though.
-Your work is edited while designing the mag, and by editing, we mean rectifying grammatical and spelling errors, and maybe just adjusting the size, the brightness and the contrast of your images.
-When you send us your work for publishing, we partially own the rights to it. And since we will be launching print issues soon, we need to very careful while redistributing. So, please send us fresh content meant exclusively for our publication. If you work has been published in other magazines, pls do not send it to us.
-Please don’t send us stuff that has been posted on a blog either. This denies us of new and unique content.

Remember, you can email us for any other queries. Happy creating!

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Precious Trust

All Credits: Teddy ©
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Some dreams are a journey,
To a place which never sees the end.
Asking for the thirsty embers to stay,
And be the twilight of the night.
When the burning strings of the pearl sky
become the home of all innocent quills,
Nothing can pierce a heart that can weep,
No scream of the eternity can let it sleep.
Oh! Holy trail left behind a wandering lust,
Which says, “Moonlight can wink and blush”

Some thoughts can weave parting songs,
And some reasons never see beyond the hug.
When tulips found the rose stranded alone,
No more a bleeding soul found the crying crimson.
Then like this, lashes of water on the cliff-side
left marks of an ocean with the scattered tide,
A letter written to the golden skyline saying
“Some dreams are just a journey to a place which never sees the end”.

 

-Teddy ©

 

My November

All credits: Teddy ©

My November
Just remember,

Your absence is what can make noise,

Feeling of being lonely is a living carcass,

This pain has ignited the unknown,

Remember, someday I will be home,

And my days will kiss your embers,

You will love the Jasmine that never bloomed,

Remember, someday, my memories will be yours,

And you will be mine November.
– Teddy ©

Beast and the Blue

Beast and the Blue


A story void of faces to be known,
and spaces uncovered,

Whence love tamed a beast in pages,

This ink for never conquered their soul,

For their story crossed unfathomed miles,

to unite a world divided every night,

with a world united with the light.

The shadow below the dark blue fantasy, the flawless beauty,

She, a fire without wings, a magic below the depth,

Curled with his face under the streetlight,

For every fight lost to win, every kiss below the moonlight,

Always found a solace, dripped with her peace,

What is more than his screams and her countless sleep,

Is whence this love tamed a beast in every illuminated dream.
-Teddy ©

Empty Without

Utterance of raindrops,

To fondle with the lips of mankind.
A smile sunken in shadows,

Half grieved and other half left to survive.
Among the barren graves lies a truth,

That memories only left to grow with the tulips.
Symphony of every mortal destiny,

Prays to reach heaven without a heartbreak.
The midnight breeze screams and cries,

Weeps for a secret that blows with the November rain.
The secret that summer sky is empty without the clouds,

And the raindrops, empty without the lips.
-Teddy ©

Tamarind Daylight

Tamarind Skylight

A sight below thy tamarind skylight,

You see mine eyes sparkle with tears,

For mine sight, today now homeless,

Standing infront thy infinite winks,

Waiting whence farthest waves and closest footsteps,

Brings back daylight to mine silhouette,

For midnight where mine every cry finds thee

A forever home you found, away mine peace,

The day I wait for to come,

Whence mine soul be taken to thy world,

For now mine world nothing,

But thy tamarind skylight.
-Teddy ©

The Prize

All credits- Teddy ©

The Prize
The childish fear, 

not to see a day beyond daylight
For all left to fly to the twilight
Your eyes never slept alone,

Without my sight
A spark of your touch,

Lit me up in every fight
For once, arrows became the prize,

And you became my sunshine.
-Teddy ©

To you

​A short write and a drawing to the week of love. All credits- Teddy ©
When the buds bloomed,

Saw the peppermint summer.
Made the thousand dream ride,

To your heart.
How can steps closer to you, die away

When the October sky wasn’t lit up,
When the love you know,

Is your name I knew.
-Teddy©