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The Egotistical Sublime – Mystic Poetry from India

Stiff like water, humans precious Their egotistical sublime Unlike a river, Like a horse of a long race, Leaves a lot of space For kindness and grace. Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, a renowned poet and writer from Chandigarh, India, shares his mystic poetry Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, based in Chandigarh, is an Indian poet and

Healing Wounds – Poetry from Peru

Collect my tears Collect my pain My heart is burning coal That burns all worth. Ramina Herrera, poetess from Peru, a western South American country, shares her poetry Herrera, born in Luya, Amazonas, Peru, in 1979, is a Business Administrator by profession. Graduated from the National University of Trujillo,

Never Prayed Before – A Poem from Odisha, India

Oh Lord! Never have I urged Before your Highest Court To change things Upside – down Dr. Bhawani Shankar Nial, renowned poet from Odisha state of India, shares his poem Internationally acclaimed poet Dr. Bhawani Shankar Nial was born on 6th July 1968 in Kalahandi district, Odisha state of India. He is also a Human

TRENDS participates in Indonesia International Book Fair 2024

TRENDS Research and Advisory is participating in the 44th edition of the Indonesia International Book Fair 2024, which is taking place from 25th to 29th September at Jakarta Convention Centre. TRENDS' pavilion features over 300 titles in various fields of knowledge and utilises the latest technologies, including AI, hologram and

The Eternal Downfall

Let the first rain of the Earth falls once again for ten million years Let it take rest after three and a half hundred years of creation To wash away the mountains of blood Ten thousand years later The history will repeat itself The purest water stream devoids of germ sterile meadow And without presence of