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 is a Chandigarh-based socialist campaigner, an ideologue who heads the International
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 poetry
Shire Dhima was born on January 27, 1963 in Kuçovë (Albania). She
We must love, develop our homeland, right here, because to love the homeland means to love freedom, life, and our language written in golden letters by patriots
Going away, moving away, moving, separation, hugging, saying goodbye, are the frequent words of these days, of the last months, of the last years.
I saw it last
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 University of Molise. Currently, he lives in San Bartolomeo in Galdo, a town in the province
World, world without sun, world without white clouds
Be born again, it’s not too late to be born golden hearts…
Blerina Pëllumbi, Albania-born poet, living in France, shares her poetry
Blerina Pëllumbi was born in the city of Korçë (Albania). She graduated from Fan S. Noli University, majoring
