ILA  Magazine

Daughter's Day Without My Father Ached, thwarted Which one is more severe Inward me Or outward me? I have invariably, been betrayed by...

Written by AMRITA MALLIK Life outside earth must be very good, Free from violence, thus I like to brood. A magical place where dreams...

In Awe (Daily Dipolog Glimpses) I never tire viewing this scene to marvel at the simple beauty of nature's blue sky and sea, a refreshing...

Written by Donna McCabe Predictions foretold Readings of many kinds Outguessing the odds Gauging the outcome of events Needing to know...

THE PAINTER'S LIGHT Dawn just strolled in with dull, lazy steps - She kisses the pine trees and others, the needle bunches leaves......

LIKE AN AUTUMN LEAF - YOU LEFT Like an autumn leaf - you left silently, leaving everything in half without any conscience, no reason...

A LOOK - 291 I am not the same as I look to be, different for different people, in different spaces and times. It is not me, or my...

Written by SONALI RAY When the tired sun retires and the bright pearl isn't around the corner. When the stars merrily scour the dark...

Written by Henry Farrell Heartsore famed! Still! I seek her love; But coy her heart! It won't let be: For long! I seek her pleasures...

Bahaa Iaali Translated to English by Shurouk Hammoud 01 - Because the dust I forgot to drop it on house's cement bench, because it was...

Written by DUSAN KOVACEVIC BATULJA All my sorrows and my wounds, As well as a wish for better days, My sea thinks regularly, I hope it...

Written by FARHAN ANJUM Where does he suddenly disappear? And it scares me a lot. Angel-like face. Eyes like deep ocean. Feeling of it...

Written by APU MONDAL I am writing in earnest; But no one knows me here. We all know about ourselves, Even at times, we divide Ourselves...

RETURN TO PINEY CREEK by Steven Lester Carr There's Russell. Lying on the bank of Piney Creek he feels the sunlight on his bare chest. It...

Written by Parth Aasim Shaaz On the tracks of a train like being insane I crushed essence in red-hued rain As I was right in thy fond and...

Written by Tom Kraft So many times I traveled through The summer days to be with you, When Autumn mellowed on the hill And we could be...

"We're Kashmir's Missing Persons" Lost somewhere in a sordid dungeon, I talk of my rights and bashed in a dudgeon The rights of freedom...

ILA Blog has been given permission by Dr. Amitabh Mitra, to feature some of his YouTube videos, of his art and recitations. Below, a...

Presenting the artwork of Ali Mukhtar Artist Ali Mukhtar lives in Pakistan. He has had a passion of the Arts from his childhood. He...

In August, we offered a Visual Art Prompt Challenge, (Rose Visual), on the ILA Magazine Facebook Group, no caption or title with 'Best...