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Exchange and refund policy

If you want to buy something, you have to pay for its cost. You see something that you like to keep, you know you have to be ready with its price. You pay and then get what you like. What if, after a while, this purchased item is not up to your expectations? What if it disappoints you? You can easily exchange or refund it according to the

“Egypt is my poetry”

Longing has led me to you, the entirety of my world, A stream of words in your love is scarce… The critics blame me for you, Ignore their blame, oh date of the palm tree. They don’t know who you are, Who I am, and what the evidence is… I was not a fanatic, But in your love, I

"Al Breiki Honors Nazik Al-Malaika's Centennial with Poem"

Mohammed Abdullah Al Breiki, director of Sharjah's House of Poetry, was keen to accept the invitation to participate in the celebration held in Baghdad, the capital of Iraq, on the occasion of the centennial of the birth of Nazik Al-Malaika, a pioneer of modern poetry in our Arab world. His participation on the first day of the

Modern Social Coping

The innate human inclination to create social ripples—an inherent yearning for acknowledgment—is something that may be hard to admit, but it resonates within all of us. It is ingrained in our very essence, driven not merely by the pursuit of acceptance, but rather by the desire to elicit a response. We derive a certain thrill from

To a Girl Named Alexandria

I drew you among the lines of my hands You became my tomorrow You became a daylight to my sun And you became a prayer for myself And you became the conscience of the seas I love you… Telephone booths and buildings ask about us And the twinkle of a star on a clear night I love you… Footsteps ask about us And a