Kang Byeong-Cheol – A Literary Voice from South Korea Writer | Poet | Translator | Doctor of Political Science Kang Byeong-Cheol is a distinguished South Korean author, poet, and translator, holding a Doctorate in Political Science. Born in Jeju City in 1964, he began his literary career in 1993, publishingContinue Reading

Bitter Life Orinbayeva Lalezar In life’s bitter tapestry, threads entwined, Where anguish and sorrow forever intertwined. A chalice filled with pain, a heavy weight, As fate unfurls its cruel, relentless fate. The taste of bitterness lingers on the tongue, A bitter pill to swallow, hard to be sung. Disappointment’s sting,Continue Reading

And As Every Day Hanaa Al-Amri / Iraq And as every day, I retrieve my facial prints From a smart mobile shop, Reading poetry (by Rumi), His white hand claps. I smoke some lies attributed to a hypocrite, His features are not paved, And I enjoy… Some dark light DilutedContinue Reading

Youth is the future and foundation of any society, representing its most valuable asset and an irreplaceable treasure. The young generation of Uzbekistan plays a pivotal role in shaping our future and defining the prospects of our nation. The government is focused on raising a healthy, well-rounded, and educated generation,Continue Reading

BEGZAD BALIU – KOSOVO FIRST IT WAS YOU THEN CAME OBAMA (I) (This poem dedicated to Kosovar people, President Obama and King of Pop Michael Jackson First it was you then came Obama) (Michael Jackson, 04th of July 2012) Happy, happy for happy God* In this world has sun, eyesContinue Reading

ALBERT HABAZAJ – Albania Translated in English by Kujtim Hajdari Born on March 20, 1960, in Tërbaç-Himarë, Vlorë, he is an Albanian researcher, bibliographer, poet, and writer, author of several books of poetry, prose, and literary journalism. He is also the author of several historical-cultural monographs and numerous ethnological andContinue Reading

Burden Sayani Mukherjee   There’s burden in the smiling Like raindrops it flinches Like yesterday the ghosts come true My flickering plastic summer days The yellow bird is near me The shortness of the very minute The roses of short summer afternoon Afterwards it was the darling summer The garlandsContinue Reading