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Poetry: I’ll Choose You — For Eternity

I’ll choose you always, come what may, Even when days falter, and we’re unsure of the way. Aisha Khan, a young poet and writer, based in Hyderabad Sindh, shares her poem The poet is based in Hyderabad Sindh and holds a BS in English Linguistics from the University of Sindh Jamshoro, Sindh. She is focused on preparing

The Light Hidden in the Soul of Words – Poetry from Turkey

Open your heart’s home to others The world’s possessions are not worth more. Mustafa Özke, renowned poet, journalist and writer from Turkey, shares his poetry Mustafa Özke was born on January 13, 1969, in Adana, Turkey, to a family with roots in Thessaloniki. The rich history and cultural heritage imbued his

Quantum Genesis – Poetry from Nicaragua

In a drop of life that flows, A genesis of existence is written, And ethereal consciousness rests On the nascent, quantum moon. Leo Acosta (Pen name Julio García), a writer and poet from Nicaragua, a Central American nation, shares his poems. Leo Acosta (pen name Julio García) is a writer and poet born in

I am a body – Mystic Poetry from India

When the angel of death came I offered him my body He was surprised Where is your soul? 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 scholar credited with 170 plus books of English literature,

Novel: A Woman between Two Men – Part-25

The novel ‘A Woman between Two Men’, with an Albanian-American Theme, is authored by Carrie Hooper and Skifter Këllici “One morning, two years ago, James came into my office and sat right where you’re sitting. He looked troubled and intoxicated, but not from alcohol. He was in a bind and asked me to bail him