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We Use People and Love Things

We must stop using people either physically, emotionally, mentally, financially, or in any other way, for our benefit and ego We are social beings. We are wired to love, care, and connect — not to manipulate and discard. Let’s use things, not people. Let’s love people, not things. Aisha Khan The flipped Human

Drowning Souls Strive for Survival

Let us become people who bring towels to the wet, food to the hungry, breath to the breathless — not lectures, not scoldings, not spiritual advice in place of human touch. “Don’t get lost in your pain, know that one day your pain will become your cure.” — Rumi By Abdullah Usman Morai | Sweden The

Defining the Emotional Literature

In emotional literature, the language itself becomes a vivid painting—every word carries color, tone, and movement, creating a vibrant artistic experience In emotional literature, we deal with subjective truths as shaped by human sensibility—through imagination, feelings, dimensions, hues, and directions. If we want to

Poetry: To Strip a Thought Bare

“What is it you really want?” The thought, once stripped, is smiling. I gaze at it for a long time. Dr. Siyoung Doung, a poetess from Korea, shares her poems Dr. Siyoung Doung graduated from the Department of Korean Language and Literature at Dongguk University and earned a Ph.D. in Korean Language and Literature

Rise Again – Poetry from Uzbekistan

Now when the winds begin to roar, She smiles—she’s stronger than before. Not made of stone, but fire and skin, With every scar, she rose again. Ruxshona Abdurahimova, a 10th grade student at Angren, a city of Tashkent region of Uzbekistan, shares her poetry Rise Again They told her she was far too