Sindhi Poetry Festival is being held by Sindhi Sahitya Sagar in collaboration with All India Sindhi Language and Literature Organization New Delhi
Indore, India
Sindhi Sahitya Sagar, a Sindhi literary organization of Indore city of Madhya Pradesh
I will not stop
The leaves of those trees have all been dry,
Constant fall.
The tree is also drying on dry soil.
The tree has to be saved as if,
New leaves of the dry tree to alive, new leaves,
To keep it alive.
The stones of the
Each poem in Alexandra Ochirova’s new book “The Oath” reminds us that the heroism of the Great Patriotic War is a moral duty that still lives within human consciousness and responsibility.
By Margarita All
Alexandra
INSIDE (YOUR) TEAR
Inside your tear
I am
At times wet
Other times dry
All heartedly delighted
Never heartbroken
Inside your tear
I am dissolved
Reborn
As Phenix from Dust
For your Love
Always (re) emerging
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I
It is frightening at times, yes — it can shake us, break us, and bring us to our knees. But if you look closer, beneath the ache, there is a quiet truth: grief exists because love existed first.
Grief is often painted in shadows —
“Civilizations die by suicide, not by murder.” With this striking observation, the British historian Arnold Toynbee summarized in his renowned study on the rise and fall of civilizations one of the profound truths of history: nations do not collapse merely because crises occur, but because they fail to respond to them.
Storms are not necessarily the end of the road. They can instead
