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Shurooq unveils month-long Sharjah Beach Festival

The Sharjah Investment and Development Authority (Shurooq) has unveiled the inaugural edition of the ‘Sharjah Beach Festival,’ set to transform Al Heera Beach into a vibrant hub of activity from 15th August to 15th September, from 4:00 PM to 10:00 PM daily. This month-long extravaganza promises an unparalleled experience for

Hello a new day – Poetry from Vietnam

Hello, the new day That’s the moment when the earth and sky bring us vitality Overcoming failure, sadness, and joy To bring peace and faith to the soul at night Nguyen Dac Lap, a seasoned poet from Vietnam, the Land of Blue Dragon, shares his poetry Nguyen Dac Lap, hailing from Tan Uoc, Thanh Oai, Hanoi, lives in Ha

The Invisible Cord – Poetry from Bangladesh

With worn out eyes she sits in the balcony, Trembling with pain she groans. Staring towards the horizon far away, She yearns for her long lost days. Tasneem Hossain, a renowned multi-lingual poet from Bangladesh, shares her poetry Tasneem Hossain, majoring in English Language and Literature is a multi-lingual poet from

Basra existed – Poetry from Iraq

I used to visit there night and day, When sun and moon were locked in intimate embrace. Faleeha Hassan, a poet and writer from Najaf, Iraq, based in USA, shares her poetry Faleeha Hassan, a poet, teacher, editor, writer, and playwright, born in Najaf, Iraq, in 1967, now lives in the United States. Faleeha was the first woman to

Time of Longing – Poetry from Albania

It’s harvest time, The parched field, Guards you, as the bread for the soul… The smile burns on the lips… Such a longing!!! Marisa Ashiku, a poetess from Albania, shares her poetry Marisa Ashiku, born in October 1981, in Lushnje, (Albania) currently resides in Voghera, Italy where she works with