Monsters are creeping into the city

Carrying their own ethnicity

Pretending their living in harmony

Their eyes

Only see animosity

We continue to live in adversity

Who are they

And where do they come from

Why are they ruining peace

My wall is my tenacity

Hard to break

Difficult to climb

Their story

Had some popularity

I will never know their identity

Till eternity

That’s their scare



This is a special poem for Italians who suffered enough during the pandemic. Though Covid has not fully disappeared, I think it’s time for us to have a champagne party. Covid – 19 affected us all but decided to write the poem in Italia since they were counted as one of the affected countries who suffered the most.
English translation of champagne.


Nice painting

Well done

That’s a clever poem

Nicely penned

You have a great voice

Keep singing

Wow! Beautiful costume

Well designed

Hey boy! Hey girl!

The praises are too much

Don’t be complacent

Lets get back to work

Envy eyes are watching closely

Ready to ruin what is written in the stars

Don’t panic

They know nothing about your talents

Your world is full of colours

A nice painting from different colours

Soft brush working with a fast hand

You talk to your emotions everyday

Writing is what you love

You are so entangled in words

Your stories have change lives

Your voice can be heard through a wall

I can breathe that song in the air

You wrote that song

Didn’t you?

I see the energy you produce on the stage

Your fans are dying for you

Why is everyone looking at me

It seems my costume has caught their eyes

You have added more light to this event

Your creative ideas have designed this

I look so gorgeous in this well designed costume

Everyone is a perfect match for their talents.



Set up the stage and be ready for an action

Beginning a new life

In a new environment

New friends were met

Past memories were kept in old cupboards

Till an enigma came off

In a wild play

Squeezing my body to escape through that small door

Deceived by the main character in the play

That was quite intriguing to the playwright

Braces behind false smiles

Eager to know who’s behind the mask

The invisible character was seen as a silhouette leaned over a cracked wall.

Not everyone comes to you with friendship, some people just want a front row seat to your pain. So be careful who you trust.

Poem by Jessyreaders. BRAILLE SCRIPT

Hoping for the best today and tomorrow


Fear is still here and courage is lost

Concentration is still escaping time

Pleased with the start of the process

The end has created confusion

The wrong ones were accepted but the right ones were rejected

Heartbeat keep rising when pain crosses its boundary

Every specialist took the case at heart but was to no avail

Opportunity is sitting on the front row seat

Still searching at the back seat

Those lines were misread

The script has been changed

An explainer world toolkit of BRAILLE SCRIPT


Breathing in a dusty environment

Throat dry and unsheltered

Caring less for the lost and traumatised

Treating humans like animals

Inflicting pain to their weary bones

Women are jailed at home

Speaking your mind as a woman is a curse to their land

The kind hearted were brainwashed

Our tears taste sale and salty

Comfort zone was missing on the land

Our hope was far away.



The system was cool and enjoyable at infant

Learning the steps carefully to avoid mistakes

Life can be pictured in the future

Unfortunately, there will be traffic on the way

Steps are slowed down, creating hinges on the stairs

Trying to figure out the error

The system has been hacked by a black hat hacker

Need a code to assume it

Millions of people are rushing to that code

Few will survive but many will stay.