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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

Rumor – A Poem from Korea

Everything was drunk With the fever of flame. I was a gray rag, drained of all color. Ms. Yoo Dong Ae, a poet from Korea, the Land of Morning Calm, shares her poem Poet Yoo Dong Ae was born in Namhae, Gyeongnam Province. She graduated from Jinju Girls’ High School, Jinju National Teachers’ College, and Hansung

Poem: The Voice of Hunger

The Voice of Hunger In the hut of the poor, even dreams are halved — Torn between sighs and silence, Like broken lullabies caught in cobwebs of the night. How long will words remain alive? When hunger drapes the body like cloth, And sleep drips from a leaking ceiling, While dreams hang sharp — nailed to