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Rain Water – Poetry from China

Rain water cannot wash clean the world’s filth Cannot scrub away the copper rust in the heart… Chu Zi is a writer, poet, calligrapher and painter Chu Zi, whose real name is Zhou Qiong, was born in Xiangtan City, Hunan Province, China in the 1960s. He is a writer, poet, calligrapher and painter. So far, he has created 23

I Hate Benjamin (1–2)

My hatred for him surpasses the length of the world’s mountains, and my rage against him is as vast as the roaring, frozen oceans. My fury at him is as massive as erupting volcanoes whose flames never die, and my anger at him as deep as the earth’s trembling core between the horns of a maddened bull. My loathing for him stretches

Poetry: The Deceit of the Journey

With steadfast tread I climbed triumph’s towering illusion, Mistaking vain success for life’s sovereign culmination. Dr. Sajid Hussain, a renowned poet from Rawalpindi, Punjab province of Pakistan shares his poetry on humanity and nature Dr. Sajid Hussain, born on February 1, 1969, in Morgah, Rawalpindi, Pakistan, is

The Pharaohs of Hull City

In 1964, in Paris, the global Egyptian star Omar Sharif was filming his famous movie Doctor Zhivago. He was living at the time with his British actor friend Sir Tom Courtenay in the same apartment. Sharif noticed Courtenay’s deep passion for the results of the English football team Hull City, which was then playing in the second

Poem: Whispers of a Butterfly

Whispers of a Butterfly In morning light, on petals fair, A butterfly floats through the air. With wings of silk and colors bright, She dances in the golden light. She flits from bloom to blooming rose, A painter where the wild wind blows. No map, no plan, no single sound, Just graceful swirls above the