Thank you teacher Meylieva Zebiniso Mirkomilovna My dear person My dear teacher Like a white bird You gave a big life We fly to the each side Pray For us my teacher. You can trust me I’m getting your student girl. My kind teacher My scholar-intellectual, My Dear teacher BeContinue Reading
ABDULLAYEVA FERUZA HIKMATULLAYEVNA was born on May 27, 2006 in Surkhandarya region, Sariasia district, Uzbekistan. She study at secondary school number 12. Her articles has been published in international collectings such as ” Kavya Kishor”, ” Synchronised chaos” , ” Classico opine” and others. My Heroes-Parent ( poem ) I’m aliveContinue Reading
Lucid dreams You know what I claim myself A privileged dove with certain destinies, yet sometimes frightful arrows of disparity try to penetrate the decorated spirit of me Then at those moments, I visualize my parents waiting hard for my return to nest chanting for my success, with a strongContinue Reading
TECHNOLOGICAL PROGRESS When technology takes all power and no more facilitates human relations, but replaces them. When we do not talk anymore together except by mobile phone or computer and every human intimacy becomes secondary. When children do not play anymore together, but each one only in his own electronicContinue Reading
TIME ESCAPES By Richmond Winga Indeed it was vast It was as vast as the sky It was so satisfyingly enough No petition about it Yet now it has gone I have misused it Childishness, loitering all over the village Made me lose it I did not even ponder aboutContinue Reading
I miss you, I miss you Gaybullaeva Maksuma Asadavna Destinations close to the heart are far away, My body is full of charms. My heart is broken, my eyes are closed, I miss you, I miss you. The distance between us is far, Life has set us a trap. IContinue Reading
Poems and bio of Metin Turan I WILL NOT WRITE PEACE POEMS I. Every time I cross a boundry my words get slower: The official forgets I am from “the bleeding place of the map” And looks at me with the commanding eyes saying, ‘Where are you coming from and why?’ I become silent. My passport spitsContinue Reading
Two poems by Eva Petropoulou Lianou Poetry is therapy Poetry, talks to humans hearts.. Like Angels talk to Jesus.. Poetry belongs to everyone And everyone belongs to poetry.. Verses are sad Verses are happy But feelings cannot hurt Words are hurting if humans talk bad Poetry is my language PoetryContinue Reading
