Now mirrors reflect only our face
Not our mind
Nor our soul, nor our dreams,
Didn’t you hear its screams?
Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, a renowned poet and writer from Chandigarh, India, shares his mystic poetry
Dr. Jernail S. Anand
Where to film war movies
Battleground
On the set of a war movie on this planet!
Sungrye Han, a seasoned poetess from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, shares her poetry
Sungrye Han from Republic of Korea (South Korea), is a poet,
Where to film war movies
Battleground
On the set of a war movie on this planet!
Sungrye Han, a seasoned poetess from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, shares her poetry
Sungrye Han from Republic of Korea (South Korea), is a poet,
I invited for dinner all the sleep’s dreams
To see who spoke with the heart
I circled around them, close I came
I called the sweetest dream by name.
Shire Dhima, a poetess, born in Albania, and currently based in Greece, shares her
For me you are breath
You are the essence that nourishes my soul daily.
Fabio Petrilli, a young poet from Italy, shares his poetry
Fabio Petrilli was born in Foggia (Italy) on 9 March 2000. He studies Arts and Cultural Heritage at the
At the end of the Second World War in 1945, following the surrender of Germany and Japan, we were living in a ground-floor apartment on Hammouda Street, just a few meters from the southwestern outer wall of Abdeen Palace. This was due to the lack of available accommodation in my grandfather’s building at 24 Mostafa Kamel Street in the Abdeen district upon our return from Britain. I was
