I am so happy to announce that my recently written horror/dark fantasy poem has been officially released by Oddball Magazine! It's an exciting one for me because I wrote an idea for it 11 years ago and after going through my old files, I sat down and wrote it as a sequel for "Tale of the Bewitched Heart" - which is the very first poem I ever wrote! It can, of course, be read as a separate poem as well, but I loved the idea of revisiting that story and writing a sequel, especially after so much time passing by - I felt that we should know what happened to the main character's soul. "Tale of the Bewitched Heart" was available online but was taken down by the publisher at my request due to editor's breach of our original agreement. I am working on getting it re-released, but I really hope that you will find enjoyment in "Palace of Dreams". Photo taken and edited by me.
Location: Stojčevac, Sarajevo. The colors were heavily edited in Photoshop. Some more news regarding poetry: two of my poems are set to be released by Academy of the Heart and Mind, starting April 29th. The first one is titled "Her Presence Covered In Mist" and it's actually the first poem of mine that was ever published - and the first poem I got paid for! It was published in Sanitarium Magazine in 2011. The second one is titled "Reflections of the Wandering Spirits" and it was previously released by White Cat Publications in 2022. However, due to some unfortunate events, I requested for it to be taken off the site. I am really happy that both of these have found their new home and I'm pretty excited about their re-release! And last but not least - a poem I wrote a while ago is slated to debut in OffBeatReads' upcoming anthology. This one is titled "Purgatory" and it might be my favorite one yet. It's a poem dedicated to a friend I lost due to suicide. He was battling depression and, ultimately, it got the better of him. I am so happy that they will include this in their upcoming anthology because it will provide an opportunity for readers to meet a small part of him and to know about him. He mattered. Maybe not to himself, but he did to me and to his other friends, to his family. While it was enough for us - it wasn't enough to keep him going. The fact that he was unable to find a reason to live devastated me. I can only hope that others that suffer won't suffer in silence - and that this might inspire them to seek help. The world might appear as pitch black at times - but it's far from it. Somewhere out there is your colorful sky that awaits you, and a smile that will crawl into your heart and keep it warm. We all suffer sometimes, but all of our storms eventually pass.
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