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Damburudhara Behera India

A glass nothing else girls

I am silent Not in silence But in the word I don't anything else If there is evidence with me I am unable to open my mouth There are many desires No more hope I am raped and Prisoner Like the bird inside the cage Within beyond range To injured bandage... I am a piece of glass Never break The pain is evaporated No more death .. I sleep nearby Says in the ear When needed Despite the negligence I am not weak But, I am a piece of glass not girls Life is concept Nothing else... Beyond the girls Path of aspect....

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Sunil Kumar Sahu India

The Inadvertent Love Inadvertently I lean at you Unknowingly I apprised you Curious, the dream of the day That evoked beneath my heart Inadvertently you gaze at me Unknowingly, you waved at me Curious, the dream of the eye That exposed your euphoria Heedlessly, I missed the bus Sleepily, I missed the synthesis Curious, the connection of the soul That lost by chance Seriously, I dream at night Desirably, I pry at thine Curious, the loss of the dop That lost by the sop Certainly, My volition quest Precisely, My dream don't go waste Curious, We will lump again That day will attain

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message, her body shuddered, her thoughts wandered away and she remembered the previous night and the deep breakthrough.

Ana Smiljanic Serbia

Making a pledge

The face of a woman in love was like an open shell. The pearly glow in the sclera revealed her heart secret. Could this love last while I was alive?! The CLICK followed, and this time I got a photo. Out of the open bag came a box in cellophane – that of the Bajadera sweets. I knew it!

She stood for almost a full minute, catching air, breathing in the splendor of the imagined space and smelling the intensive scent of hundreds of roses that she could not get out of her head. She nourished her eyes with beauty, invigorated her heart and accelerated her pace. She noticed the passersby’s gaze fixed on her and spoke to herself over and over again…Yes, I love! Don’t you get it?! I love!

the wound. When lust reached its peak, when it almost started to torment both body and soul, there was a period of those deep, real kisses that touched the palate and made me wonder whether her absorption into me excelled my penetration into her. Choking, yes, it was similar to choking. And I never stopped screaming with excitement in my head and checking whether our lips were warmer and wetter than the thing I was looking for with my “I’m in the shop. I’ve just stopped to buy hand under my navel. Bajadera sweets, and I will be home in half an “It’s sharp five now. So the alarm would hour.” – I’ve just texted her. Whenever she sound in an hour. I’m afraid I’m going to have heard that CLICK, which meant a new text a crazy day and that I’m going to fall asleep at year II, no. 13, 2022, February

It was summer and the heat burned her shoulders and melted her make-up, while the silky dress revealed her bronze thighs as she walked. She herself stared at her body curves The mutual feeling of besottedness and felt dizziness while walking. fascinated and amazed us at the same time; it Anna Fonteg would soon pass a shop lifted us to unprecedented heights and selling fine crystal vases, porcelain figures, silk provoked laughter followed by gentle, long tablecloths, and other wonders, of which some kisses whose strength people’s hearts beat made us feel exhausted. stronger. And, if the vase I’d never kissed like that. she liked was still in the Anna’s kiss was special. shop window – so And I didn’t expect it to be magnificent and tall – she like that, but it was, it fell imagined it in the hallway on my lips like a on her grandmother’s old hurricane, like a tune, a rustic table with plenty of bite of the lips that made white roses…If the vase you lose yourself in it and wasn’t sold, it would be made your blood freeze. theirs! And she wouldn’t The kiss was like a stop loving, she wouldn’t tug, hundreds of tugs stop giving herself and falling on the corners of daydreaming of life in two. The beauty of the my lips and then slowly prickling, followed by soul was reflected in a crystal glitter this time. a gentle licking resembling a balm that healed

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work again”, she said. “It’s only five. So we still have a lot of time. Besides, this is one of the first days in May. We still have an afternoon for Zemun and a walk by the river. We won’t be able to do this in front of the passersby. Do not complain. There’s no reason for it. Please.”

The white nights of St. Petersburg experienced in an apartment, the white bed sheets instead of street lamps, the feelings riveted in the senses of two bodies and the simultaneous invocation of God or the devil, resembled a double stake in poker. In the moments of complete madness, I started to remind her how good we felt, by drawing her attention to the looks of the passersby directed at us or even by taking the lyrics I wrote to her and reading them aloud over and over again, only to leave them on the night table beside my headboard. The feeling of constant love hunger engulfed us like a furious wind that whooshed, pulled, tore us apart and threw us at each other in such a way that we were unable to breathe. The dreadful, indecipherably deep chasm we used to drag along with us was almost filled. I saw her tremble and I just said, “You’re eager.” I saw her crying and losing the ground beneath her feet the moment I mentioned that it was too late for one thing. It was too late to have kids. Upon hearing this, she opened her mouth, as a silent expression of pain, and a tear streamed down her cheek as she moaned heartbroken with the thought of her offspring being irretrievably lost, while her eyes gave out an expression of such a deep sorrow that it seemed as if someone had

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started to tear her hand off. At the time when it seemed the world’s end was approaching she smiled at me in a manner she did twenty years ago – there she was, unbreakable and loyal, repeating my name until she became overwhelmed with happiness and laughter, increasingly adamant to receive this summer’s gifts and flourishing nights. Although she fearfully climbed the steps of my soul every day, as if facing execution by shooting or waiting to be crowned, Anna decided to give it a try, to believe, to give our relationship a chance. And I carried her from one room to another, kissing her body so carefully as if I sanctified the place and telling her that she was more beautiful than any woman I had met. In moments like these her happiness was so great that she could barely stand on her feet. Sometimes I found her on the balcony, worried and thoughtful, staring at the linden tree outside the window. She could remain silent for a long period of time and enjoy the shade, as if she had some special sense of symbiosis with the nature reflected in her eyes. And the linden tree, the linden tree seemed to extend its branches towards her as if they were hands trying to reach her, and it seemed as if they together made a golden number. I believe she could have been an inspiration to a fantasist who could paint her or write a few chords in her glory. And it would happen during the summer rain. Since one could not imagine Anna without the rain and the wind. The rain as a symbol of the shadow resembling a barbell over her eyes and the wind as the pursuer of her restless spirit and the freedom she enjoyed. She did TAIFAS LITERARY MAGAZINE

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not like injustice, she believed in prophetic event powers of lightning and loved Tesla. One night, PANORAMA INTERNATIONAL while we were sitting completely naked in a LITERATURE FESTIVAL 1-30 linden’s embrace, I asked her if she would ever Januray 2022 cheat on me. She shook her head decisively and was out of breath for a moment before she We are excited to announce the could ask me the same question. I laughed and said to her, completely convinced in what I launching of the Panorama International was saying, “How could you think of that? And Literature Festival 2022, one of the signature who could I possibly want beside you?” programmes of Writers Capital International It has been many years since then. My Foundation dedicated to humanity. hair has already turned gray and I have made The festival will feature thousands of my first million. This was how I explained my writers from across the world who will reasons to her, as I recall. The event has fallen present their works virtually. The works will into oblivion. You ask if I loved her? Yes. I did. be featured on various But time has inevitably social media platforms done its part, it divided and on the world wide the memories into the web. good ones and the bad Apart from this, ones. And life went on like there will be symposiums, a waterfall - its water expert lecturing, cultural washed the stones as so exchange, Panorama many summers washed Golden Literature Awards away the stormy clouds of and much more which her eyes and so many will collectively make winters made the tingling PILF a grand global sensations disappear festival for writers and from my skin. Anna had several loves after that. Her kisses were never literary enthusiasts. the same again, but I knew they were not Join us in this grand festival of literature! losing their strength. And all would have been TO REGISTER VISIT: long forgotten if it hadn’t been for the old www.panoramafestival.org linden tree watching old movies and Team Writers Capital Foundation persistently hitting my windows once and then at night. wcifcentral@gmail.com

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#pilf #literature #poetry #festival #PanFest2021 #pilf2021 #wcf #literaturelover

And me?! I, gray-haired and older, do not know now why I kept telling her stories of our living together, why I joked and made pledges…

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Italian - Panorama International Literature Festival 2022 January 1-January 30, 2022 ABOUT THE EVENT The Writers Capital Foundation's signature program, dedicated to spreading the powerful values of humanity through literature, Panorama International Literature Festival (PILF) is primarily intended to aid cultural exchange and enable writers to broaden the horizons of understanding the world.

SHOONYA: The Celestial Void Sometimes we feel a sense of emptiness, perhaps looking at the clear morning sky, looking at a beautiful sunset or even when someone leaves us! We often recognize that this is the emptiness from which we come and to which we all return: the nothingness from which everything evolves! This has been a favorite topic of past poets and there are a number of classic works inspired by the same sense of emptiness that the writer experienced at some stage in their life.

Poets must delve into the depths and Unlike other literature festivals, PILF is conceived as literary sanctuaries where delegates have the unique opportunity to visit various places in the area where the festival takes place and have an in-depth experience of the place and the cultural liveliness that we believe they will help shape a writer's unravel the mysteries of creation itself, sharing their ideas and conclusions in the form future. Due to the pandemic, the PILF 2022 is of a poem that will convey their personal conducted in virtually most countries, approach to this absolute mystery of the however it is designed in such a way as to beginning of life. We invite you to meditate on the theme, ensure a greater impact among participants. Also, this year will be a multilingual event, compose a work for eternity and send us a meaning poets will have the chance to recite video containing your introduction to the theme and your magnificent poem. their poems in their native language. The works will be presented on our PILF is thematic, in which the topics are social pages and will be available on the world carefully chosen to prepare a writer for wide web ensuring your visibility also in the significant works in his profession. PILF future. A jury made up of eminent writers will 2022's theme is SHOONYA: The Celestial Void evaluate your works and announce the grand

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● Expand your horizons of knowledge by enriching your understanding of literature

● Meet intellectuals from around the The event will be attended by eminent writers from all over the world, who will also world and exchange your ideas include speakers who will lecture on the ● Receive notifications on various subject. Therefore, if you are a writer, you events conducted by Writers Capital could write a speech on a related topic and Foundation around the world read it as you record it. FROM AWARDS FROM THE PANORAMA D'ORO BOOK Writers Capital Foundation is a nonPart of the Panorama festival is the profit, non-political and non-religious opportunity given to writers from around the international literary organization for writers world to showcase their books and claim one and creators from around the world. of the awards that will guarantee them global The foundation's main goal is to bring prestige and recognition. writers and others who If you have already are in the field of creative published a book, in any expression under one language, please send it in umbrella to share their PDF or e-book format for experiences, skills and to evaluation to: further inspire their wcifcentral@gmail.com caliber. We also aim to (Golden Book Awards). provide writers and artists with a great platform for their vivid expressions.

REGISTRATION Participants can fill out the online form available on the PILF official website www.panoramafestival.org and make a payment, securing their place in this great literary festival.

The organization represents creative people around the world and is dedicated to promoting qualities that will ensure their overall development to help them create their footprint in the world.

We believe it is our primary responsibility to take action for social causes ● A great opportunity to participate in a and aim to strengthen values for humanity globally recognized literary event. that would benefit the whole world. ● Feature your job presentation video on all our social media pages and ensure your presence on the world wide web ● Get participation

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poetry 5-24

And so new to fit in the present

Eva Petropoulou Lianoy Need to have one truth Justified and accepted

Greece

Poetry World Is not about Who cares more Who loves more World Is who can survive In a lockdown In a breakdown In a difficult situation World Is not who has the power But who has the ability To overcome The possibility to understand a situation and continue to fight

World is not being together But being apart and continue to respect To support To hope For a better future 2. I need to write a poem A poem that will serve as peacekeeper Between the God And Humanity Between the brothers and sisters Between my self and my mood I need to find the verses Be completely different from the past ISSN 2458-0198 - ISSN-L 2458-0198

Need to write a new story A new book about the life Every single day is a new discovery People become evil Failure earn in so many levels And love is replaced with food People are divided Between those who love the food Between those who love the humanity Need to write a poem about the fear And the dark But many of stars are shining So must not affraid of darkness. But definitely need to re organize in our mind what the unknown is like? People are divided Between those who love the food Between those who love the humanity Is so, difficult to think with the stomach full People forgot to love and they become Slaves of their stomach Little servants of this great stomach That cannot filtre anything Poetry unites people

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Poetry travels more fast than the unknown Mahanaj Parvin words, that remain unborn In the mind of an author... Bangladesh Need to write a poem About the happiness The smile of the childrens The journey that never ends.... Who is the captain of the boat?? 3. My dream of togetherness

"Rain Tune" The rumble of rain brings back my childhood! The sound of soft anklets in rain returns my emotions! The rumble of rain writes my name on the steps! Rain walks along the path of village! The perfect rhythm of the rain increases my

The sun has fallen Behind the mountain s face

passion!

Looking at the horizon I see your shape..

complaining!

On a stormy night, whispering

and

Rainy night is my good sleeping pill!

The sky had so many colors Orange Pink And some green In the middle

The rain cools my mind, One name for peace.

The sky responds: If you believe in Light Sun will always shine for you!!!

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As a painter I mixed up The cold and the warm colors Biography: Mahanaj Parvin from Bangladesh. Making yours eyes with a black pencil and She's government school teacher. She loves your lips with a light red her job. She writes poetry and stories in her free time.She has own published book. Many – I ask the sky of her poems and stories published various – Did my sun, will come back again? newspapers in her own country and abroad.

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Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

the day you fail to reciprocate and love your surrounding

India

A look - 227

The vast universe, the ever-expanding universe

Be good to yourself and others.

stands on bonding.

Nothing is as good as being good.

It rests on love and mutual attraction

It will see you through

without which it will collapse in minutes

the darkest phase of your life.

like a house of cards

Be honest to yourself and others, be the same both outside and inside,

Love is life

you will never struggle with yourself,

For love, you are here

will have fewer problems

Love gives birth

to handle.

Love nourishes

Return hatred with love,

Love sustains

vanity

For love life is so beautiful

with

humility,

in this beautiful earth

jealousy with admiration, negativity with positivity,

Bio-

the whole world will be yours.

Smruti

Ranjan

Nothing but love only can

Mohanty, O.F.S, son of Raj

conquer the world.

Kishore and Shantilata Mohanty is from Padmapur, Jagatsingpur,

A look at life-157 Odisha. He works as Finance Officer in Govt of

Odisha. He is a multilingual poet, essayist and Love in motion is life.

writer whose write-ups are published in

If you want to live

newspapers and in more than two hundred

love yourself and others.

national and international magazines, journals

Without the latter,

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the former is so incomplete

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write-ups are regularly featured in Atunis poetry.com,

Our

Poetry

poemhunter.com, GloMag,

Setu

Archive, bilingual

magazine, Different truths, The year of the poet,

Destiny

poet

International,

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Spillwords.com, Youtube.com etc.

Maheswar Das

He is a featured poet of the PENTASI B World Friendship Poetry and Year of The Poet,

Divine Determination

U.S.A. His collection of poems and proses are

published in his blogs under the heading A Here everything is determined by the divine This world belongs to the Divine. LOOK AT LIFE, SOMETHING I LOOK AT, A His determination is the universal laws of the LOOK, THE RIVULET, THINK ONCE MORE, world THE JOURNEY, AU THARE, AU EKA GAPA, He is the changeless soverign master of the SROTASWINI, JATRA, THE JOURNEY etc. Two world of his collection of poems, 'A Look at Life and

excellence,

Haven

International Muse award in

2020,

Shakespeare,

Order

Double

Cross gold medal from World Union of Poets, Certificate of honour from Inked with magic, Poetry Planet, Prose and Picture with January Khan etc. In the year 2019 and 2020 he has been consecutively awarded with the medal of International Faith Poet of the year by Destiny Poet International Community of Poets, Wakefield, U.K. For last four years he has been adjudged as one of the highly commended poets in U.K and U.S.A.

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For his Leelas he makes and unmakes everything. He destroys everything for a new creation. Since change is the law of his Universe, everything co-exist in a single pendal. In a single pendal, when someone is singing, the other one is laughing or crying, some other person is living in some other ways. Here sorrows, sufferings, laughter, darknss and light all have their play on man.. Even in a single platform all are playing their role on man. Mysterious are the ways of the creator. We bow to the ineffable sweet master of the world.

Something I Look at' are published in U.S.A Nothing is expressed here on earth without and U.K. the order of the divine. The entire Universe is his He has been design. conferred with hundreds He is the master creator of accolades in the of everything. international arena which The whole creation is his includes Order of play. Mahatma medal, Kairat It is his leela. Dussinov Medal for poetic

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Ion Cuzuioc Romania

Biografie S-a născut la 16 septembrie 1949 în familia intelectualilor Valentina şi Pavel Cuzuioc din comuna Ţareuca, judeţul Orhei, Republica Moldova. A absolvit Universitatea de Stat de Medicină şi Farmacie, , N. Testemiţanu”. Eminent al Ocrotirii Sănătăţii. Medic specialist Sănătatea Publică şi Managementul Sanitar (categorie superioară). Distins cu Ordinul, , Gloria Muncii”și Medalia „Nicolae Milescu Spătarul”, Titluri Onorifice:, , Ambasador al Păcii (ONU) și „Ambasador al Culturii Păcii”(Asociația Europeană a Societății Civile); Distincţia, , Coroana Păcii”(ONU); Premiul Uniunii Scriitorilor din Moldova (2000), (2009), Uniunii Ziariștilor Profesioniști din România (2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019), Premiul UNESCO şi numeroase premii şi menţiuni la Saloane Internaționale de Carte, Concursuri și Festivaluri Literare Naţionale şi Internaţionale. Cetăţean de Onoare al comunei Ţareuca, Rezina, Orhei. Membru al Uniunii Epigramiştilor, Uniunii Scriitorilor și Uniunii Ziariștilor Profesioniști din România. Membru al Uniunii Cineaştilor, Uniunii Umoriştilor, Uniunii Epigramiștilor, Uniunii Jurnaliştilor şi Uniunii Scriitorilor din Moldova. Membru al Asociației Naționale a Oamenilor de Creație din Moldova. Membru al Senatului Asociației Oamenilor de Știință, Cultură și Artă din

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Moldova. Membru al Confederaţiei Internaţionale a Cineaştilor, Membru al Federaţiei Internaţionale a Jurnaliştilor. Membru al Asociației Canadiene a Scriitorilor Români. Membru al Academiei RomânoAustraliană. Membru al Academiei Națiunii Române. A editat peste 40 de cărţi de epigrame, aforisme, proză (romane, nuvele, poveşti şi povestiri pentru copii, schiţe umoristice), versuri lirice, poeme stil nipon, publicistică. În toţi aceşti ani publică cronici literare, eseuri, sfaturi medicale, articole ştiinţifico-populare. Selecţii din creaţia sa literară au fost incluse în peste 200 de antologii şi culegeri din România, Rusia, SUA, Austria, Australia, Franța, Canada, Coreea de Sud și Muntenegru, Macedonia etc. Poemele de sorginte niponă (Haiku, Senryu și Gogyohka) semnate de Ion Cuzuioc au fost traduse în limbile japoneză, engleză, franceză, rusă, muntenegreană și macedoniană, fiind publicate în diverse antologii, culegeri și reviste de profil de peste hotare. Ion Cuzuioc s-a învrednicit de peste 100 de premii și mențiuni la Concursurile Săptămânale și Lunare de Haiku, Senryu și Gogyohka organizate de către Romanian Haiku, Lyrical flashes, Dincolo de retină, Gogyohka România, Gogyohka SUA etc. Recent, scriitorul nostru român basarabean, Ion Cuzuioc, care a participat la Concursurile Internaționale Literare „Planetopia 2020” și „Literatopia 2020” din Macedonia s-a învrednicit de premiile I la secțiunea Aforisme și Haiku. TAIFAS LITERARY MAGAZINE

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Haiku inel de nuntă – mâna soldatului pe câmpul de luptă

*** spre sânul mamei – șirag de mărgăritare din ochii pruncului

*** copilul orfan în pat cu geamul deschis cuprinzând luna

*** în largul mării – desprinsă de mal barca transportând luna

***

aburi spre cer – în urma plugului brazde arate

căpița de fân – trecută în căruță luna cu furca

***

singur pe prispă – în palmele bunicului răsare luna

noapte cu nouri – stelele căzătoare peticind luna

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flori scuturate – bunica prin livadă în pantofi noi

azil în flăcări – dintr-o odaie păpușa rostind mama

*** ticăit de ceas – în pianul părăsit carii măcinând

*** pălăria tatei – în pânza paingului cuibul de molii

***

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*** roadele toamnei – luna și soarele pe rând în carul mare

*** pe amurgite – soarele spre orizont cu dealul în spate

*** daruri de Crăciun – păianjenii țes pânze la orfelinat

*** postul cel mare – cerșetorul și porumbeii din același colac

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dor de moș Crăciun – din curtea orfelinatului plânset de păpuși

copilul orfan – pe – o filă de hârtie desenând chipul mamei

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picuri de lacrimi – copacul își petrece ultima frunză

moștenire – ocrotită de – un paing icoana mamei *** pădure în flăcări – plânsul puiului de cuc înecat în fum

*** ninsoare în toi – vecinii de peste drum se bat cu pernele

***

*** lacul fără pește – paznicul de serviciu dus cu pluta

târgul de Crăciun – cu zdrențele în stradă sperietoarea

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*** Regina nopții – îmbrobodită după prima ninsoare

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pe prispa casei – un scaun și o cârjă doar amintire

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Portugal

I always have a smile dancing in my mouth although I also have setbacks, but I believe in the power Two tips and benefits of smiling!

Two important tips for our well-being: A smile of gratitude when the day is over. A smile of hope when the day begins. The expectant consequence is a blessed night and a promising day. It's so easy to train a smile. It's a grimace of the mouth, trained with love. The smile is an invitation to our inner world. If you go in, leave the door open, everyone can fit in here, those with a good heart. Make yourself comfortable, don't be in a hurry, here time has stopped at the door. Inside, love reigns. If you have any doubts, ask Love. If you need anything ask Love. Love will satisfy all your desires and longings, enjoy while it lasts. Pay with a smile, thank with a smile, reciprocate with a smile. Never forget to smile! year II, no. 13, 2022, February

Sunilkumar Sahu India

The Inadvertent Love… Inadvertently I lean at you Unknowingly I apprised you Curious, the dream of the day That evoked beneath my heart Inadvertently you gaze at me Unknowingly, you waved at me Curious, the dream of the eye That exposed your euphoria Heedlessly, I missed the bus Sleepily, I missed the synthesis Curious, the connection of the soul That lost by chance Seriously, I dream at night Desirably, I pry at thine Curious, the loss of the dop That lost by the sop Certainly, My volition quest Precisely, My dream don't go waste Curious, We will lump again That day will attain

Maria D. Reis

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everything is perfect. And should have feeling Broken In the heart for beloved. It is only when love invites your fellow man Golden moments already in grave since long Who takes care of you, Ask me not how they got lost or disappeared Who loves you How they missed their status in Values you and Time's broad street makes you feel special I know the knowledge is far-fetched beyond How good it is to Love my reach And feels emotions From the core of his heart How I can trust them in this thick shades of There is nothing wrong. distrust Who loves makes a little movement Clasping me hard from all In to a great movement corners Love is like a flower, The helplessness of the It must be watered soft flowers seems unfair Cared and conquered With the updated status in everyday life . sans practical sense to But if you are careless defend themselves Love withers and fades to death.+ Me an unchangeable soul changing with the pace of time Now shattered into pieces… Bogdana Găgeanu Totally lonely in this vast world of mankind Dasharath Naik

In absolute darkness devoid of Humanity. Suresh Chandra Sarangi

Inclusion

India

Caring love Do you know what love is, If you don't then listen to me Those who love are Present at all times Whether it is good or bad It doesn't matter. When there is love

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Romania

What people see as a handicap It is actually a different perspective Inclusion is the best chance Of not choosing only one colour, but the whole rainbow.

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Çdo gjë e shenjtë, është perfekt e mirësia, Nëse fëmijët tanë, paqen në zemër u fusim, Punët e mira kanë rezultat, kur nuk i ngusim, Greece Në dekada e shekuj, që do të vinë, Mirësia në shpirt! Brezat do kenë paqen, Diell në shpirt, Mos mendoni, që nga të ligët, po vuajmë sot, Se fatkeqësisht dimë, se të shumtit po derdhin lotë, Dhe pse e vuajtur unë di të fal, mjaft lehtë S'është kurrë mirë, pa paqe e dashuri, Si konkluzion, e bukur më erdhi kjo jetë, Pse kaq i zhveshur për pak mirësi, u bëre ti o njeri, Por kur më soset durimi, Ti lakmon rrezikshëm, rezistencën tënde e për S'ka vënd në shpirt, më trishtimi, pushtet, Kthehem e shoh drejtimin tim në jetë, S'je i përjetshëm, jo kurrë në këtë planet, Aty në mrekullinë, udhës së vërtetë, Zoti na dha të drejtë, të vdekurin ta shohim, Çdokujt i jap për meritë, çmimin, Ballë përballë, çdo të vërtetë, pa ngushëllimin, Me dhëmbsuri, zemrën tonë ta ngrohim, Prandaj na dha, mrekulli Mundet të të vinë dhe hapësirën e qiellit, përgjigjet, si bombë, Dhe pse me sy, s'e shohim Por për mua janë, fakte pa dot më engjëllin, gomë, Me siguri atje, është jetë e Nuk vras askënd, por kur përhershme, më vrasin, Vetëm atje ka, përsosmëri Bëj be në Zot e Perëndi, të përjetshme, shpirtin më plasin, Kush do që kësaj bote, u Unë uroj, se kurrë s'di të hoq gjigand, mallkoj, Fytyrë e trup një ditë, ia Lyje o njeri ballin, me të mbuluan me lopatë, bardhë bojë, Një grusht dhe i hodhën, Të kesh krenari, këtij për ngushëllim, brezi të jesh soj, Jo kurrë para gjyqit të Zotit, nuk bëhesh trim, Të dhëntë Zoti mirësi, por dhe mend, Sa je gjallë, në vagonët e jetës, Mos të mbetesh, kurrë në atë të errët vënd, Me moshatarët e shekullit të jesh përherë, i besës, Mes ligësisë, kurrë mos jetofsh, Mos lakmo kurrë, për pasuri e as pushtet, Udhë e paqes, përherë të sos, Se një Zot në dorë, të tërëve na ka vetë, Nëse ti më uron, mua njëherë, Beso përherë Zotin e ndjeje qarkullim energji Unë të adhuroj, e të uroj njëmijë herë, pozitive, mirësi në shpirt, Si do që shpirti yt, ma jep urimin, Me paqe njerëzit s'do vuanin, se Zoti përherë Pesëfish ta ktheftë, Zoti shpërblimin, dëshiron barazim, Nëse shpirt yt, me mallkime i mësuar, S'janë kurrë kolltuqet, që shpirtin të ngrohin, Mëso! Se Zoti peshoren e ka në duar, Por rrezet shpirtërore, që dhe errësirën e shohin, S'e them për vete, e kam për të gjithë, Ja nxjerrin të vërtetat, sado gënjeshtrat të kenë Lum kush uron, me shpirtin të mirë, hovin, Në gurrën e paqes, rrjedh uji si kristal, E vërteta me Diellin, si një pasqyrë e U bëftë kjo botë, të dijë të falë, mrekullueshme, çdo gjë e shohin. Falja me origjinë, nga Zoti e Perëndia, year II, no. 13, 2022, February

Bukurie Binjaku

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Omar Nassar

the self...

Expecting the best for all

Kenya

A leader's best legacy FOR (peace and productivity)

– Education For Peace – IS a leader's greatest legacy to a NATION as universal education for all to understand the values of peace, peaceful coexistence, hard work, self-reliance, civility, unity, utilitarianism, altruism, and shared progress in a compatible society aware that learning as a tool of progress is always indispensable to self-cultivation and self-authentification of a person as both human and humane...

no nation dies except in the past or indeed by accident if its processes of reproduction have deficits of a human factor...

Synonimous with failure IF a leader does little with the gift of power to uplift the people's standards of living having done nothing to show as thrift except theft that leaves a nation cleft in rafts of corruption and a rift between rich and poor

And nothing is sure

IF a leader allows a nation In a peaceful nation to live a lie while the corrupt have their fingers in every national pie NOW without creating let's look at the nation any more for all to as a person walking stark share.... nacked into the future as a badge of reality and not judge of

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Without productivity NO pragmatic leader plays innocent while using others as pawns and screens to disguise involvement in various misdeeds or unplesant things done through third parties....

Harish Pradhan India

It hurts It is all colourful The lush green hills The swaying Meadows The silver streams The wild flowers The heart is full of

To hide anomalies

Pure blood as if drawn From nature fresh

NO nation can afford stagnation while losing its pulse tipped into the dustbin of insecurity unable to move forwards or backwards IF the best gift a leader has is not how to keep enemies off balance and to find a chink in their vanity through which to rattle them while holding the strings..

And the songs of love The music of moon The symphony of stars Then the agony of Drifting away with Strange sense of Hurting memories The tear drops Swell and swell And then An ocean between us

TO FOSTER PEACE!

You and me

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Is the other person a bit jittery and looking at me in wonder

Sunita Grover Raina India

And does not know what to do Love and war an emotional wreck

I am a wandering thought and wondering

If so then my work is done I have got all his attention

Why do I behave oddly at times that I become a stranger To the other person who knows me well

For everything is fair in love and war Let his thoughts wander around like mine and clash in mid air

Behave in a manner which though not offensive Offends the other person Behave unresponsive and quiet Quite contrary to my nature Avoid looking and glance elsewhere, anywhere even when I have peeped deep into his soul

Let his thoughts hover over me Like a bumble bee over a flower My job is successfully done I behave so only with the one I love For being treated indifferently hurts more than being hated For being taken for granted also hurts

Eat the wrong things, behave not a shrew But do anything to irritate indirectly

For being misunderstood and laughed at is like an arrow being shot at your heart

Speak an alien language that sounds shocking surprising your own vocal cords into getting My wandering thoughts have come back to me and no longer wondering fits I am at peace sitting on my throne Bathe and sleep at wrong time Even God wonders if he is going to get his due Like a Queen And the throne less King still wandering and wondering Yes I am a wandering thought And I wonder have I got the message through when will the punishment be over.

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I saw their body become stiff and breath, Ceasing! There comes the actualization, When it was no longer sweet, Nigeria Heroes lost, legends gone. Heat! Heat! There comes a dream Heat of passion! Freedom is our pride, let's make it a fashion!

Obasi Ikechukwu

Second struggle to keep the torrent, At night, there was war and onslaught, At morning, comes the joyous sunset, Our dreams came like a drought. Suddenly air started detonating bullets, I heard explosives sounding like trumpet. Freedom is war, war is peace, We want this bondage to cease, If not let the humanity erase Trees and trees become the next race. For nature is unfair, it bestows no right, Pre-pre- natally, we would've our clime Chose! Nature should have been easier, But it'll devalue! Freedom will be bondage, For we all are in the life of glacier! Our soul is a mortgage! I saw war in my dream, Gunshots silenced my thunderous scream, There comes heavy silence heard, Tingling the ear, souls falling to the earth! Death has no friend, it started with Those against self actualization, year II, no. 13, 2022, February

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty India

A look at life Love in motion is life. If you want to live love yourself and others. Without the latter, the former is so incomplete Love at rest is death You die the day you fail to love yourself. You succumb the day you fail to reciprocate and love your surrounding The vast universe, the ever-expanding universe stands on bonding. It rests on love and mutual attraction without which it will collapse in minutes like a house of cards Love is life For love, you are here Love gives birth Love nourishes Love sustains For love life is so beautiful in this beautiful earth

There comes a dream at night, Imminent bloodbaths and war, War for survival, war for the sunrise, Self determination punctured by sword,

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Maheswar Das

Divine Determination Here everything is determined by the divine This world belongs to the Divine .

Prasanna Bhatta. India

Love is in action, not sensation

His determination is the universal laws of the

Life longs last with real love Real Love longs last in glee He is the changeless soverign master of the world Full of meaningful and fruitful verve. Nothing is expressed here on earth without Apart from love, life becomes baseless and charmless . the order of the divine. world

The entire Universe is his design. He is the master creator of everything. The whole creation is his play. It is his leela. For his Leelas he makes and unmakes everything. He destroys everything for a new creation. Since change is the law of

Love is a bounty of blessing of Almighty Filled with humanity, humility & benignity. Garlanded with kindness, and clemency Praised with compassion and charity. Admired with affection

his Universe, everything co-exist in a single and pendal. amiability. In a single pendal, when someone is singing, the No right to enter into love other one is laughing or crying, some other person monarchy For antipathy and cruelty, hate is living in some other ways. and enemity. Here sorrows, sufferings, laughter,

darknss and light all have their play on man.

Pious and noble love Even in a single platform all are playing their doesn't admit and admire role on man. Sensual and sensuous Mysterious are the ways of the creator. pleasure. We bow to the ineffable sweet master of the So love is in action, but not sensation world. ** Real love is a Heavenly gift of perfection** *** E N D ***

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For ever green for ever seen We get sufficient crop and harvest Tell to anyone about... Egypt You are the best and guest Teachers We wel-come you Come to the earth From East to West, and North to South It is honour to be teachers Honestly, sincerity, patience, discipline, hard It is the passion of the truth... working and Bagawath Bhandari kindness are our features We plant sciences sun in Galaxies Bhutan Come with fresh ideas, widen narrow roads, grow love fields, Romance... carry knowledge candles Have the qualities to Every time you kiseed me, bring up I was flooded in the sea, generations minds, water The sea of your supreme rose love, buds to catch fasteners In the warmth of your As the earth we have hugs. layers of all knowledges As rivers we have reborn I loved when you touched sciences my bosom, As the sky send blue Feeling was so incredible clouds to survive swards and awesome, We carve the glory of all Emotions ran deep down nations in my heart, past, present and create future When love became an art. Fatherly, motherly treat our learners we are preachers. Every time you fall asleep, Damburudhara Behera I used to peep, Raising head from my pillow, India Love used to grow akin to willow. Nagwa Lashin

Ho! Rain come and come With smiling face and drazzling voice We wel-come you By our soul and heart To our home of Earth For watering in dry field year II, no. 13, 2022, February

But, faith dragged you away from me, And I miss you like a flower missing a bee, I will keep loving you for eons of time, Till sun drinks the dew and kills its shine.

RAIN

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Santosh Kumar Biswa Bhutan

With gentle clap to produce a tune "We are same, we are one, Let us build the castle Where we all can accommodate"

Eyeless Love Eyeless love, why do you come? You look nothing but the fabricated look To move deeper with no sense to make Of infatuated love to wear, that's insecure. You beam like a candle too fast at peak And breathe the rainbow of hopes to come With dreams as though real that happens That burst like a balloon with a small nip. Better, I tell you, come with an eyeglass To see through at once, ne'er to regret later And like a ruby you remain firm in shape. Let your love be as hard as diamond Not so fragile that breaks easily and suffer To remain firm that can see dream happen Ne'er to vanish after a while like a rainbow For happier end, not to blame or be blamed.

We are Same, we are One

Clouds in the sky seem cheerful With flags of peace to march Over the hills and through the valleys As the messenger of love to address During the hot summer daytime To cool every head on the dirt With the song of kinships to be sung And let everyone to put up their hands

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The smiling wind ready to join With its gentle chants of dearie Freshness in itself to bestow And all high birds chirping Flapping their wings in rhythm Waking up all those sleeping deep Again for a change to join their hands To sing the song that awakes all With gentle clap to produce a tune "We are same, we are one, Let us build the castle Where we all can accommodate" The Mysterious Love The love that dreamth high appears cryptic Like Medea, so tricky in mind for vex to gain, To jab Jason to bleed and dewy eyes to see. Thence, the deceit should go, to free, guiltless.

Mirror, Mirror Mirror, mirror, you're my dateless guardian, You show me black and blue invariably, When I weep, you wipe off my sadness clean To give me strength for the other day Napping the smile on me to grin again. You're my lone mate to give your hands to cry And pay your smile to cherish my good day. TAIFAS LITERARY MAGAZINE

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You're my pleader when I go namby-pamby With your civility to seize my truculent mind, My pique to freeze and to mellow my psyche To amend me, not be overhauled by wrinkles Off the hook, for normalcy to fall out in hand. You're my scout when I'm ripped by Mosel, My limbs to stumble on the velvety floors Dim in vision to locate and repent my deeds. Like a medico to rede me for my wellness And to tittle-tattle for my agony to cast away. Mirror, mirror, I see angel's mind in your aid, The reflections, as bright as a new penny That can take hold the angry storm's claim. Bartering 'tween us, buoys up my head modal To affix, for the chastisement to come at me.

But, I shall be by your side, even if I'm gone, As a pathfinder for the sun to shine brighter. Your loneliness be filled with the singing birds And I shall send the brighter moon for you To make your darkness to shine eternally For the knowledge you possess isn't vague, It shall cause you stand even if I'm gone. You shall lead in purpose to prosper in spirit Not to keep me in mind and to get distracted For life has to move on even if I'm gone With the great noesis ever granted to strive In peace, never to fall whatsoever the matter.

The Blind Love to Witness The sweetest language of love, initially you get through, the most loved partner, you find, anything, you can never realize. You pass by, the blind

love to witness of hopes and promises ever When I’m gone that appears not to be at all honest. The love itself will pose to be phony What would the day be like, when I’m -gone? that of lust and pleasure, so temporal, My dear, the sun's rays may bend hatred later to be superseded by, permanently, at the remnants with mindful regret. The moon may not be in form over the night, 'Cause love is to be examined from many, The river may stop flowing to rest in serenity simply not by how one looks, And you ‘re in dejection with handless hope. but to be serious about precious life to secure it, the character to consider The spirit may seem hopeless in my absence, liveth within them, in mind For your step may not ponder upon you, for brighter sun to arrive for heaven's gate You being left alone to struggle for survival, that last until the final breath. And to fight the right fight for the life to lead. year II, no. 13, 2022, February

You mediate me to tidy myself for fondness For your love is as lily-white as the glacier And your thoughts so pragmatic and sane.

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Saiprakash Kuntamukkala India

Where are those maples!

Clive Norman United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland

Forever Bright

Those succulent, shiny greens, losing their sheen The advent of human greed, encompassing each leaf No lessons learnt, hell bent upon to destroy, the pristine glory

Lord and Master, please guide and teach us Guiding our thoughts ever-deeper, to the centre of our individually perceived universe While seeking the Kingdom of heaven, dwelling there, deep within us; Awakening the consciousness of Self, the continuously streaming consciousness, the From where can the Maples grow, their seeds pure essence of one’s soul; Teaching us, to love and and shoots eaten away at respect all life, a tender age irrespective of form, as if Trampled beyond repair it was our own Their survival nipped at Opening our inner eye of bud, their growing beds insightfulness, of weeded knowledgeable wisdom Seeing through refreshed, Concrete floors, high-rise unclouded vision roofs, obstructing the As the wondrous Sunrays unending beauty, of the Trickle rains, reaching the world, and the universe, gutters unfolds before our very Motorized roads spewing soot eyes Eaten away by ants down from the root To listen to the miraculously beautiful dawn chorus to the birds singing, melodically with Tender saplings, devoid of their sap the angels, eternally watching over us Listening to every heartbeat, in uniquely A lifeless plant, falling down to earth pulsating, resonating signatures Each time it rose, the same story repeats Opening our hearts, minds, and souls, The very greed and neglect coming to fore observing newly awakening perceptions Rediscovering the unimaginable, How can they survive, this gigantic force incomprehensible complexities of humanity’s What is left, a question with no answer ill-conceived, egotistically self-absorbing lives, Where are those Maples once stood upright! in acceptance of the truth and the light, forever With their canopies spread wide and across. shining; forever bright!

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India

On the path of life, be careful Try to be almost faithful, Try to be almost truthful, Life seems lovely and cheerful, Exciting and immensely heartful. So… be always mindful At times, timely be unmindful; Life... always is not playful, Yes, be righteous and dutiful, To experience a life delightful.

Alternate option Yes, the fickle mind …. Keeps whirring around, With thoughts abound, Tries to prepare a ground, To force us to depend, On its laid path and bond. Creating thus a vexation With steep fluctuations, And deep frustrations; Mind leaves no option, Either for exhilaration, Or to opt for motivation. Caught in the deception Ignoring life’s destination, The fathoms of dejection, Drown our life’s passions. The only ‘alternate option’, Balance the mind with action. year II, no. 13, 2022, February

Introspect oh human! Uprooting the basic pillars of peace, no one can So… No one can boast of being called a peace icon, Bloodshed can never bring peace, but bread can, Destruction cannot bring peace, but harmony can. In the name of caste, creed, race and religion Clashes and conflicts are ignited for a rebellion; Between self-centric forces, victims are civilians Where are we heading to, introspect, oh human! Mutual trust and harmony are powerful weapons They can keep at bay, the forces of destruction; To fortify the bond of love and friendly relations, Unity and understanding are the reliable options. Let the superiority complex diminish in humans Let bitter thoughts replace with love and concern; ‘Peace’ is a mighty weapon to avert all conflicts, May righteousness reign in every human thought! Peace exists if we succeed to uplift the downtrodden Peace prevails if we overcome, difference of opinion; Peace stabilizes progress and progress to prosperity Yes, together why not we give peace, a top priority?

Ashokchakravarthy Tholana

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About the poet Dr. Ashok Chakravarthy Tholana is a writer, poet and reviewer, hailing from Hyderabad City, Telangana State, INDIA. During his 30-year stint with poetry, Ashok’s message-oriented poems have the unique distinction of getting published in no less than 90 countries. He relentlessly contributes poetry on themes viz., Universal Peace, World Brotherhood, Environment Consciousness, Protection of Nature, Safeguarding Children’s and Human Rights for promoting world harmony, literature and culture etc. He is conferred with several prestigious national and international awards that include FIVE Doctorates, lots of laurels, commendations and titles etc.

In recognition of his writings, Dr. Ashok received commendations from Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam, former-President, India, Shri Atal Behari Vajpayee, former-Prime Minister, India, Bill Clinton, USA, Queen Elizabeth of Britain, Princess of Wales, President and Prime Minister of France, Prime Minister of Switzerland, Senator Viktor Busa, The Lord President, Italy, United Nationals Organization, UNESCO, UNICEF etc. As of now, NINE poetry compilations, viz., ((1) Charismata of Poesie (2) The Chariot of Musings (3) Serene Thoughts (4) Twinkles (5) Reflections (6) Altitudes (7) Outlet (8) Horizon (9) Kaleidoscope)) out of 18 volumes of English poetry have been published and received wide readership acclaim all over the world. And, 12 spiritual-related books have been translated so far from Telugu (local language) to English language.

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Ismail Ali Abu Mosallam

What – What did Wael_Kfoury say when he started dating?? I love you so much, my love, keep looking at me – And when you strengthened a heart and moved away from it ... He said: Oh, let her go and tell me I miss you so much And when nothing was known about her ... Your love is a torment. You endured the absence of your heart and looked at it And he tried to convince them and said: If our love is a mistake, let us be wrong ... He got tired together, too, and she didn't understand his feelings, so he said, Now, I've decided on the last one in this story for Wein and Aslin. "And when he knew she wouldn't change her

mind, " he said. Oh, my shadow, souls, my soul is tired of you

Finally, he concluded that he was patient and said: One page and I folded my life and threw it away ... What a loss, my love – And when you felt right now and decided to come back, they said ... You came out of love and you were not created to live with your heart – And finally, they finished the story and said ... Now I have made peace, there is no loss or gain, because you and I have been wounded by a wound TAIFAS LITERARY MAGAZINE

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Shabir Rather

Love

Imdadul Islam India

If 'P' denotes pacificatory, 'E' robustly denotes equality. 'A' certainly means amity, And 'C' indicates commensality, Again 'E' means expediency. year II, no. 13, 2022, February

The quarrel comes from antipathy, Battle cames from zealotry, We want peace for everybody, Let's promote peace carefully. Let's work for peace universally. We're bard of peace certainly. None can protest us forcefully. Peace will be stablished doubtlessly God makes the world equally For rich people and the needy, Let's be hearty to overcome poverty. Ill jingoism destroys us badly. Work to stabilize human society, Refrain from war and discrepancy. If we want to see all cordially, Let's care the whole universe lively. Tapan Roy

Rosy picture How will I raise the rosy picture! There's stony situation. Peace There's no rain, there's only sun. The rivers flow towards the sea, but don't make fertile the land. In the spring the nature becomes beautiful but not the human life. There's lack of softness, in the stony Situation of hardness how will I be able to raise the rosy picture!

Love I want to be with you I will come to you I will reach to you I need your love, I need you forever I can't bear your absence too distance do not matter in love language do not make any difference I know you are deep in my love I love you too madly my heart and soul is always with you you are my life, you are my happiness. you are my last destination I am only for you my soul, I love you, I love you, I love you though you are not with me I feel myself with you you are in my heart beats because I love you because you are my soul

We want "peace" for consistency. The entire world needs stability, Man seeks safety and security.

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Parthita Dutta

Malak Nora Hammadi

Poland

Algeria

I came time and again

sky crying

When you were drenching

The tragedy of the sun bathed in beautiful eyes

dolefully in the rain of despair,

The murmurs of the chest flattened the sky

that day as a mote of peace

Spring slept on the surface of the earth, its

in the white pigeon’s beak, I came

drums beating for peace

And you were struck, spoiled

Offerings of dreams poems floating on the

by the feather again

river of immortality

There, I melted on her

Deliberately leaving the

tongue.

world

When you were breaking

The dimensions of the

in the clamorous ravine,

void

between the heart and life

astonishment

I, in the fist of solitude

These doses of Poetry are

appeared

not enough

and

you

got

ghastly

To reduce desertification

terrified

shook

of ideas

of your inner silence

Silence broke out crying from the horror of the

there

pain

the crowd swallowed me.

Your parts are dead...

When your cogency became supine

And you're lying on a bed succumbing to this

by numerous tyrant blow

displacement

You groped for an imperial spire,

The smell of boiling pots of human meat

being a spark of Tanzanite

pervaded the place

I fell on your diadem as a light

Mouths demand their strength...

nonchalantly you breathed me out.

O you who sleep in this blackness, loosen the bonds of life

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Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim

India

True love How beautiful it is to die every second in your smile How beautiful it is to love life while listening to your sigh A true melody that sounds in my aged heart A semblance of happiness that could destroy my nights A love and a great fear but a will and a true desire An adventure too beautiful that brightens my sky And your face that stalks me with the beauty of its rainbows A fury too beautiful an unconscious flame An undefined destiny a fascinating story A golden heart of inestimable value You are inked in my soul, an inescapable intoxication A love like a baby taking its first steps in wonder A doctor from nowhere who checks my heart and then leaves The road to our kingdom is full of pitfalls But a rare confidence in you I move forward even in unconsciousness A music too beautiful is drawn for us day and night I am the heroine of your majesty, my king, your love is madness.

Două inimi care bat cu ritm Ținând mâinile, privind la ochi, Eliberând durerea, înflorind credințele, Încrederea în viață, crește căldura; crește vibrația. Făcând viața mai demnă, oferind bucurie și senzație înaltă. Plăcerea de a vorbi, de a sta față în față, Arăta că timpul se oprește să simtă harul. Oh, acea căldură! o, acea supunere! Acele inimi iubitoare bat unul pentru celălalt fără nicio condiție. Vântul este răcoros, soarele este fraged. Uite ce fericiți sunt! Păsări ciupind, într-un ton lent; Chemându-se unul pe altul să cinstească comuna. Momentele pentru a uita limitele, Doar pentru a simți extazul, beatitudinea. Ținând de mână, desfășurând emoția, umplând miezul inimii cu adorație, Oh! iubirea ta! Căzând O picătură de extaz în inimile trandafirii,

Senegal

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Tandra Mishra

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Monika Venusia Italia

Brividi caldi sulla pelle: Marica e Marco si conoscono fin da bambini e sono stati sempre migliori amici, ma ad un certo punto della loro amicizia Marco comincia a sentire nuove sensazioni verso la sua più cara amica. Cosa sarà? E Marica cosa sente per lui? La loro amicizia si rovinerà oppure si approfondirà trasformandosi in qualche altra cosa? Intanto Marica che non si era mai innamorata di nessuno comincia a provare dei sentimenti molto forti per Robin, ricambiata. Robin, uomo più grande, uomo navigato, drogato, alcolizzato, puttaniere, abituato alle orge, cosa nasconde? Tendenzialmente solo affamato di amore come uno spettatore che guarda una vetrina ma che sa che non può andare li dentro, non appena la incontra viene affascinato dalla sua ingenuità e comincia a provare una forte brama che gli darà l'input per una difficile risalita da suo inferno, cercando di crederci, ma sapendo che sarebbe stato inutile.

dopo 6 anni per puro caso. Cosa succederà? Lui non sa che lei ha sofferto moltissimo, non sa che seppur per un solo appuntamento si era innamorata follemente e che avrebbe voluto instaurare un rapporto con lui. Aveva avuto paura ma si era lasciata andare, lei che non lo faceva mai, proprio mai. Da sempre chiamata timida dalle sue amiche. Da sempre sostenuta da una amica speciale anche nei momenti in cui soffre di più e che pensa di non riuscire a farcela. Eppure anche se con fatica si riprende. Riesce a sopravvivere, riesce ad andare avanti. La cicatrice però sanguina ancora anche quando si fidanza con Francesco uomo serio che vuole sposarla. Cosa ne sa il mondo di quello che lei ha vissuto a causa di quella cicatrice che si porta anche sul corpo? Che si porta anche sui polsi? Lui non potrà mai sapere il cumulo di agonia sofferenza che ha provato e che le ha portato ad una nuova rinascita. Una donna che pensa al futuro con il cuore certo ma soprattutto che costruisce tutto gradino per gradino in modo da soffrire di meno.

Bryan non appena la rivede al pub dove si incontrano rimane nuovamente abbagliato da quella donna stupenda che per motivi di salute aveva dovuto abbandonare. Aveva sofferto moltissimo perché lui uomo dalle mille avventure si sarebbe voluto mettere Ritrovarsi: Un incontro in una seriamente con quella piccola ragazza incontrata per caso.

terra straniera ed è subito amore

Lei non vuole più soffrire e testardamente desidera continuare la sua vita abitudinaria con il suo fidanzato anche se poi Bryan e Sarah, un incontro improvviso in tutto crollerà come cenere. una terra straniera, un'attrazione immediata, un appuntamento mancato e poi ritrovarsi

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Avea o față rotundă, sprâncenele arcuite, iar părul îi era încâlcit în jurul capului sau într-o împletitură groasă, pe care o purta apoi acum Bosnia and Herzegovina pe spate, acum pe stânga și apoi pe umărul Roman Autobiografic drept. În clasă au fost alături de noi elevi (Emergente) extraordinari, care au însușit materialul conform programului scurtat.

ŠAHDO BOŠNJAK

Profesorului i-a luat mult timp să-și îndepărteze privirea de la frumoasa Shehriya, să vadă mâna ridicată a lui Husref și să o Dimineața, înainte de a merge la școală, întrebe: m-am jucat și am glumit cu fiica fratelui meu, – Există vreo problemă, Husref? pe care au numit-o după răposata mea soră, – Da, profesor! Shada. Era trează dimineața devreme. Tocmai – Și care e problema, spune-mi? mergea cu picioarele și ortografia primele substantive: „mama”, – În tine și Šehrija... „aba”, „seka”, „bato”... Din – Pentru ce, dacă țipetele, râsetele și poți ști? zgomotul ei, toată casa – Pentru că flirtezi. bâzâia și se frângea. A fost — N-ar trebui să bucuria imensă a tuturor flirtăm? membrilor familiei, în – Ei bine, nu cred. special a mea. M-am jucat cu ea, a invatat sa – Și de ce asta, dacă pronunte multe cuvinte, poți ști? expresii faciale, miscari, – Pentru că nu ești grimasi si altele de aceeași credință. Ești asemenea. Dintre toți un creștin, un șocant, iar colegii de casă, eu am petrecut cel mai mult ea este... Eh, și ea este... musulmană! timp cu ea. Ea era ca lumina ochilor noștri. Profesorul a privit-o o clipă, apoi a Pentru prima dată, frumusețea satului izbucnit în râs. Era comunist, ceea ce însemna Šehrija a intrat cu profesorul ei Mirko. Era ateu la acea vreme. O astfel de gândire a lui cunoscută tuturor pentru frumusețea ei Husref i s-a părut nu numai ridicolă, ci și încântătoare, aproape supranaturală. Era o înapoiată și stupidă. El a întrebat prin râs vecină îndepărtată de-a mea și o cunoșteam forțat: destul de bine. Nu este prima dată când vine la – Dar nu suntem amândoi oameni mai cursurile noastre și de multe ori rămâne până întâi? la sfârșitul cursurilor. Ea a devenit complet ca – Nu, nu ai făcut-o. acasă în sala noastră de clasă. Nu era – Cum? De ce? profesoară, așa că de multe ori ne întrebam ce va face acolo. Dar conversațiile ei șoapte, – Nu poți fi om, pentru că tu ești bărbat confidențiale cu profesorul și privirile lor și ea femeie. amoroase le spuneau tuturor celor care voiau Mai întâi profesorul, apoi Shehri și apoi să vadă. Erau îndrăgostiți unul de celălalt. toți elevii au izbucnit în râs amuzant. Dar year II, no. 13, 2022, February

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Šehrija nu părea să râdă. Era roșie ca un bujor, toată confuză, doar că lacrimile nu-i curgeau pe față. Din acea zi, ea a vizitat profesorul nostru, profesoara de „șoc”, din ce în ce mai puțin. Curând n-am mai văzut-o la școala noastră. Și dacă Husrefa nu ar fi reacționat așa în ziua aceea, cine știe ce s-ar fi întâmplat între profesoară și frumusețe. Astfel, s-a căsătorit într-un sat de lângă Doboj, pentru un „musulman”, bineînțeles, iar profesoara noastră s-a căsătorit cu Nevenka, profesor, și cu siguranță „catolic”. Din câte știu eu: ambii au trăit în căsnicii armonioase.

& V-am povestit și despre această perioadă a școlii mele în cărți publicate anterior. Despre cum mi-am petrecut tot timpul în afara orei cu vite și cai, îngrijindu-le și îngrijindule. Cum a trebuit să fac multe alte meserii. Despre cum am mers la școală în haine și pantofi rupte și chiar în cizmele mari ale mamei. Din această cauză, copiii mei au râs și au făcut mișto de mine, iar eu am simțit o durere psihică aproape insuportabilă. În timp ce am împrumutat o carte de la profesor pentru a o citi, Shada a rupt-o și a rupt câteva foi și am ezitat să îi returnez profesorului o astfel de carte. V-am povestit deja despre multe alte evenimente. Ca să nu mă repet, de data aceasta le voi omite, de înțeles. Dar vă voi povesti o altă experiență, legată de acea perioadă a vieții studențești, care m-a impresionat atât de timid.

profesorului”, deși în clasă mai erau patru sau cinci elevi excelenți. Și apoi profesorul mi-a dat o misiune din învățământul tehnic, sau de acasă, îmi amintesc mai vag, să fac acasă câteva pătuțuri din chibrituri. Nu am avut accesorii. Fără lipici, fără acuarele, fără bandă adezivă, fără foarfece sau chiar cutii de chibrituri goale. Nimic de-a face cu ordinul unui profesor. Nu am îndrăznit să-i cer tatălui meu să-mi cumpere acel accesoriu. Așa că am mers la școală fără pătuț, cu neliniște, dar și cu speranța că nu mă vor cere să-mi fac temele. Sau se va uita printre degetele mele și de data asta. Având în vedere statutul privilegiat pe care l-am avut cu el. Dar nu a fost așa. De data asta profesorul s-a supărat foarte tare pe mine. De fapt, era furios. A înțeles asta ca pe un semn al lenei mele, al neglijenței față de obligațiile școlare și față de sine. În aceeași zi, a încheiat patru cu mine din acel caz. Alte note finale au fost toate cele cinci. Când a fost sfârșitul anului școlar, a venit la el Adnan, fratele profesoarei Alja. În acea vreme termina liceul și dorea să-l ajute pe Mirko să aranjeze Jurnalul, să completeze broșurile elevilor și alte documente. Venind la pagina mea din Jurnal, a întrebat: „Cine este Shado?”

M-am ridicat de pe scaun. S-a uitat la mine și apoi la profesor. El i-a spus: În acea vreme termina liceul și dorea să-l ajute pe Mirko să aranjeze Jurnalul, să completeze broșurile elevilor și alte documente. Venind la Era aproape de sfârșitul clasei a patra. În pagina mea din Jurnal, a întrebat: „Cine este clasă, eram neoficial cunoscut drept cel mai Shado?” M-am ridicat de pe scaun. S-a uitat la bun elev și „animalul de companie al mine și apoi la profesor. El i-a spus: În acea

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vreme termina liceul și dorea să-l ajute pe am devenit prieteni. Este pensionar de multă Mirko să aranjeze Jurnalul, să completeze vreme și locuiește fericit în casa lui alături de broșurile elevilor și alte documente. Venind la soția sa exemplară, care este și ea pensionară. pagina mea din Jurnal, a întrebat: „Cine este Shado?” M-am ridicat de pe scaun. S-a uitat la && mine și apoi la profesor. El i-a spus: – Și de ce nu încheie Shadi a cincea din Când au venit vacanțele de vară, părinții acest subiect când toate celelalte subiecte sunt mei mi-au pus din ce în ce mai multe toate cinci?! E pacat! responsabilități pe spate. Fratele cel mare a – Nu - spuse Mirko. - Din motive de mers la armată și apoi la o firmă de construcții principiu. Când nu a vrut să facă o sarcină, ceea din Belgrad. Fratele mijlociu mergea mai ales ce nu este dificil, nu poate avea un mare cinci zilnic: cosind, săpat, cumpărând fân și făcând acum. alte lucrări pentru cei care l-ar suna. Era tânăr Deși Adnan a insistat cu insistență ca și în curând s-a îmbolnăvit grav. Sora Sajka se profesorul să aibă milă de căsătorise cu mult timp în mine și să-mi încheie urmă și avea o familie: soț toate notele excelente, el a și copii. rămas totuși fidel poziției Trebuia să păstrez sale, ferm ca granitul. trei vaci și unul sau doi Astfel, la finalul clasei a cai, uneori aveam unul și IV-a, mi-a lipsit alteori doi. Și asta a fost recunoașterea „elevului munca mea principală. generației” și în același Iarna trebuia să-i timp modeste laude și hrănesc: să-i hrănesc, să-i daruri. Pentru că ce fel de ud, să-i îngrijesc, să-i student aș fi și nu am curăț, să le aduc mâncare toate cele cinci închise?! și să iau gunoiul de grajd. Nu aveam dreptul să fiu În plus, din ce în ce mai des, tatăl meu m-a supărat pe profesor. Nu puteam decât să mă obligat să merg cu el zilnic cu o echipă: arat gândesc: „Iartă-l, Doamne, nu știe ce face!” oamenii, semănat, culeg porumb și transport

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ce avea nevoie. A trebuit să luăm și lemne de foc din pădure, pe tine și pe alții. Pe lângă toate acestea, a trebuit să merg două-trei zile la Moscheea Castorului pentru instruire religioasă, mai întâi oral și apoi să studiez la Sufari. După sufară, am studiat și Coranul. În ciuda atâtor responsabilități, aproape că nu am avut timp să mă joc și să socializez cu alți copii. M-am simțit adesea ca un sclav, un sclav al propriilor mei părinți. Părinții mei nu au simțit nicio urmă de dragoste pentru copiii lor. Scopul lor principal era să ne exploateze cât mai mult posibil. În copilărie, este clar că i-

Profesorul Mirko avea o viziune marxistă și atee asupra lumii, pe care, potrivită epocii noastre, a încercat să o învețe pe noi, elevii săi. Am învățat multe de la el, care a vrut să învețe, desigur. Pentru că era o persoană foarte pozitivă, progresistă, de la care erau multe de învățat. Deoarece locuiește în cartierul meu, este de înțeles că îl văd ocazional. Să ne luăm rămas bun în treacăt și cam atât. L-am respectat și am ezitat. Asta mia fost lăsat de când am școală. Dar mi se pare că el a simțit același lucru pentru mine. Poate de aceea nu am devenit niciodată apropiați,

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deteriorarea cărții, și-a dat seama de ce nu mai vin după cărți. Apoi mi-a spus că încă mai pot împrumuta liber cărți școlare și personale de la el. Totuși, rușinea era mai puternică decât setea de lectură și nu am mai împrumutat nicio carte de la profesorul meu. Și nu numai acel zijan, dacă Shada mi-ar fi făcut vreun rău, dacă mi-ar fi rupt capul, nu m-aș fi supărat pe ea, În acele zile de primăvară, fiica fratelui darămite să o pedepsesc în vreun fel. Atât de meu, Shada, îngerul familiei noastre, s-a mult a fost dragostea mea pentru ea. îmbolnăvit. A fost o conversație, distracție și De aceea nu puteam fi supărat pe ea nici bucurie pentru noi toți. Era o fetiță atât de când a rupt câteva pagini din carte, pe care am frumoasă, dulce și afectuoasă, încât până și împrumutat-o de la profesorul Mirko. Am lipit părinții mei fără inimă, bunicul și bunica cumva paginile și am returnat cartea fără ca Shadei, i-au arătat un fel profesorul să observe de atenție și dragoste imediat deteriorarea. De deosebită pentru ea. Era atunci am încetat să mai imposibil să nu iubești împrumut cărți de la el. fata aceea dulce. Așa că Când a descoperit dacă ar face ceva obraznic deteriorarea cărții, și-a în casă în nevinovăția ei, dat seama de ce nu mai nimeni nu s-ar supăra pe vin după cărți. Apoi mi-a ea, n-ar avea inima să fie spus că încă mai pot supărată, darămite să o împrumuta liber cărți pedepsească în vreun fel. școlare și personale de la La urma urmei, cum să el. pedepsești acea bucată de Totuși, rușinea era bunătate, frumusețe și mai puternică decât setea bucurie a lui Dumnezeu? de lectură și nu am mai împrumutat nicio carte

am urât devreme din cauza asta. Cel puțin, nu mi-au plăcut. Alți părinți au fost, de asemenea, stricti și și-au forțat copiii să facă tot felul de lucruri. Dar așa părinți egoiști, cruzi și insensibili, mi se pare, nu știam. Uneori mi se pare cum să vorbesc toate astea despre părinții mei - nu este frumos, nu este politicos, mai ales că sunt decedați de mult.

Când eram acasă, ea mai mult se petrecea cu mine, se juca, tweeta și se bucura. Am învățat-o să spună multe cuvinte, să imite bătrânii, să cânte cântece scurte pentru copii, să joace diverse jocuri. Ea i-a iubit pe toți cei din casă și pe mine cel mai mult. Abia aștepta să ajungă acasă de undeva, să petrecem timp împreună. De aceea nu puteam fi supărat pe ea nici când a rupt câteva pagini din carte, pe care am împrumutat-o de la profesorul Mirko. Am lipit cumva paginile și am returnat cartea fără ca profesorul să observe imediat deteriorarea. De atunci am încetat să mai împrumut cărți de la el. Când a descoperit

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de la profesorul meu. Și nu numai acel zijan, dacă Shada mi-ar fi făcut vreun rău, dacă mi-ar fi rupt capul, nu m-aș fi supărat pe ea, darămite să o pedepsesc în vreun fel. Atât de mult a fost dragostea mea pentru ea. De aceea nu puteam fi supărat pe ea nici când a rupt câteva pagini din carte, pe care am împrumutat-o de la profesorul Mirko. Apoi a încetat să se îmbolnăvească. A început să tușească, a avut febră, se simțea neputincioasă, zăcea din ce în ce mai mult și se ținea de cap. Era un semn sigur că începea să simtă durere în cap. După primele simptome ale bolii, Shad urma să fie dus la medic. Dar TAIFAS LITERARY MAGAZINE

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plină de imoralitate, plină de ucigași din umbră. Până și medicii de atunci erau conștiincioși și onorabili, în comparație cu medicii de azi, cu diplome cumpărate și, mai ales, cu oameni corupti fără suflet! Cu toate acestea, aș fi impardonabil de nedrept dacă Apoi au început s-o „vindece” prin orori critica mea s-ar aplica tuturor medicilor și sărate, înregistrări ale lui hodja și vrăjitorie întregului personal medical, fără excepție. asemănătoare, precum și câteva ierburi și Cu siguranță există doctori și medici în unguente din medicina „populară”. Când boala general capabili, conștiincioși și umaniști și a progresat atât de mult, încât nici măcar tatăl onorabili. Dar sunt multe inacceptabile și de meu nu a putut ignora nevoia ca Shada să neiertat, neprofesioniști, corupti și lipsiți de meargă la medic - s-a dovedit că era prea scrupule! Ei sunt cei mai mari vinovați pentru târziu. A fost trimisă de la Tešanj la spitalul din moartea și handicapul multor oameni. Tuzla. Mama a mers cu ea. Societatea nu face nimic, Nu-mi amintesc exact cât sau face foarte puțin, au stat acolo, poate douăpentru a-i împiedica să trei capse. facă acest lucru. Medicii au făcut cât Dintre astfel de au putut. Diagnosticul medici, cei săraci suferă pentru noi, profanii, a fost cel mai mult. În timp ce - inflamație a creierului. bogații aparțin oricum Eram copil și nu lumii întregi, chiar și cei înțelegeam prea bine asta. mai buni medici, cele mai Dar când mă gândesc la bune medicamente și cele asta acum, mi se pare că mai puternice instituții Shada a avut meningită medicale. Nu pot să le sau o boală similară. De spun decât lor, așa doctori îndată ce a devenit un caz fără speranță pentru și așa de bogați: La naiba! medici, ea a fost externată din spital. Tocmai Un copil sărac și neajutorat a murit timp au trimis-o acasă. de aproximativ o săptămână. Noi, familia, am Lasă-l pe Rahat să moară acasă. La fost nevoiți să urmărim neputincioși aceste externarea din spital, pacientul a fost chinuri. Nu am cuvinte să descriu acele dureri considerat vindecat sau decedat de medici. Și și acea suferință în care fetița noastră a murit știau că nu există îngrijire sau îngrijire literalmente o săptămână. Din atâta durere, ea medicală adecvată la domiciliu. Este a scos voci asemănătoare cu guturaiul unui umanitatea profesiei medicale, și unde este porumbel. jurământul lor hipocratic? Orice pacient poate De durere, inima a vrut să-mi fi radiat în avans? Nu ar trebui să se lupte izbucnească sau să sară din piept. Așa că am pentru toată lumea prin toate mijloacele fugit de acasă. Oriunde doar pentru a nu pentru tot restul vieții? Nu este asta logic, urmări suferința acelui copil nevinovat. moral și uman? Încercam să mă distrez puțin. Și nu te gândi. Dar mie mi se pare că această lume este year II, no. 13, 2022, February

părinții mei au manifestat din nou nepăsare, neglijență și nesimțire față de copilul bolnav. Fratele meu a fost la Belgrad, nora mea nu a întrebat nimic, părinții mei au decis totul. Mai ales tatăl. Și era convins că fetița se va vindeca singură, așa cum se îmbolnăvise.

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am simpatizat cu suferința Shadei. Și amar, essay 31-35 amar plâns. Până când inima ei mică a încetat Folajimi Notch Shoaga să mai bată. Apoi ne-am ușurat să nu-i privim Nigeria chinul. Dar apoi am știut și că în sfârșit murise, că nu va mai fi printre noi.

The Life Teacher A fost prima dată când am hulit și m-am gândit: „Doamne, ești Tu?! „Pur și simplu neThe quest for life began in true light to am luat. Chiar dacă era de la Dumnezeu. Nu puteam să înțeleg: de ce? De ce, Doamne, lași survival, envisaging an unseen future in a way niște nenorociți să trăiască atât de mult? Și not really comprehended. And gradually, îngerii mor repede, prea repede? Atâția copii future bridges come into construction as nevinovați? humans engage in cultivating a habit of Nu am putut merge la înmormântarea ei. learning towards surviving an unforeseen Mi se părea că voi fi copleșită de atâta durere. moment. M-am dus la mormântul ei Numerous după trei-patru zile, când durerea din inima mea challenges were părea să dispară măcar embattled and the likes of puțin. Dar m-am înșelat. vilification among Mângâindu-și mormântul heterogeneity debased mic, mi s-a părut că am many intellectuals in vărsat toate lacrimile și că presence of high brow, nu vor mai fi în viața mea. equality became a war of Am adormit în

lacrimi lângă mormântul thought as many in this meu drag și m-am trezit în regard do not Aksham. Până atunci, micomprehend even at the a fost frică să merg la expense of having such life, an euphemistic cimitir. Dar acum eram singur în cimitir, fără teamă. Colegii mei nu știau unde sunt și se approach is used to destabilized human minds and this took a long time before it was been pregăteau să mă urmeze în căutare. În următoarele câteva zile, îngrijind discovered, and thus, various researches that vitele, am plâns atât de mult de durere pentru Shad, încât mi s-a părut că mi-am vărsat toate celelalte lacrimi. Și că în viață nu vor mai fi cu adevărat pentru alții. Chiar dacă mulți dintre cei dragi mei au murit mai târziu în viață, rareori pentru cine am vărsat câteva lacrimi. Apoi mă întrebam: Chiar am vărsat toate lacrimile pentru Shadow? Nu mai sunt pentru când?!

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engages in the quest of living. There are

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various faculties of knowledge that are vast encourages people to develop a sense of discipline which will guide them in a lifetime. It of no doubt that some are faced by ripples of life which is a big challenge to human that does not comprehend it when it comes their way, therefore, it is a great deal to great minds to stand relevant to humanity calls and these had been a sense of salvaging others in faculty growth irrespective of background to have sane education rather than fall a victim of circumstance since life is full of an irony. More so, an augury of

incessant

communication

bad

process

through humans having such a sense of reasoning ideology towards survival which had deeply ruined brains

positively

developing becomes

cumbersome

challenge

education

discipline, therefore stirred up relevant brains in so many faculty of reasoning as literature is as always as life itself. Ends, as a great learned teacher of great minds that comprehends an antithesis of life, it is a fulfilling path to have bestowed and impart positive knowledge which will salvage lives from generation to generation without going astray.

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Želje puste želje O željama bi ti pričao ali radije bi da te grlim i ljubim... Kako bi ti sve ispričao o severu, odveo bi te da ga probaš... Eto, tako mi se voliš. A pričao bih ti o Eresundskom mostu i kako se tunelom ispod mora dolazi do njega. I koliko želim s tobom baš tim putem...da prodjem ili još bolje da tebi dodjem... Ideš mi uz sve što planiram... ideš mi uz sve što sa tobom želim da snivam... Od svih mojih ludila najlepša su mi ona sa tobom... toliko sam lud da bi do tebe poletio nebeskim svodom... išli bi svim svetskim morima, planinama i drumovima, najgore su granice koje sami postavite u snovima... U životu ti se svašta desi, ali svašta i prođe, na kraju će morati i sreča da dođe... Nekom je život mačeha a nekom majka... a ja želim samo Trebišnicu i tebe... to je moja u dve reći bajka... Koliko god se pravio da sam jak kao stene... Koliko me smiruje pomisao da postojiš, uznemiri me pomisao što nisi pored mene... Volim lepe ženske ruke... da se igram sa njima... da pokažem svima šta imam... i to ne dam... Danju sam miran noću podivljam... samo ako tvojim oćima ne prijam... Naslonim glavu na tvoje grudi i čujem male otkucaje srca... srce za koje znam da sam u njemu... Valjda će i na nas jednom da pogleda bog... Ništa se u životu ne dešava slučajno. Sve što se desi ima svoj cilj i razlog... Zagrljaji su stvoreni kako bi ljudi znali da ih volite i ne lažete, a da pri tom ne morate

and versed in learning and this prompt and

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ama baš ništa više da kažete... zato si moje luće, nadam se da si za neki život ušuškani na obali Trebišnice uz zvuke talasa a vinograd iza kuće... Mesec je i ove noći tako lepo žut... za tebe bi bio i ulična svetiljka samo da do mene nađeš put... Ne volim ljude sklone spletkama... Volim sve što je jednostavno - bosonoge ljude, široke osmehe, bore od osmeha, sjaj u očima, trešnje s petiljkama... Volim život, a moj život si ti... A da je volim znaće... jer suze su ok... jer i nebo plače... želim svetu da dokažem... Ne želim da ti pričam da si posebna... Želim to da ti pokažem...

Andjeo Bila je tužna i ne našminkana, ali njega nije mogla prevariti to što je izgledala kao polovni anđeo…znao je, da nema polovnih anđela…ima ih samo umornih…njegov umorni anđeo je bila… promeni se čovek..kada ti srce dodirne…taj poseban neko..ma koliko on bio daleko.. Šetam gradom naše mladost, i tražim ulicu da je tvojim imenom nazovem..možda tako te dozovem…. zašto osjećam da sam izgubljen u traženju …umoran u lutanju…sačuvan negdje u zemlji snova gdje košmari caruju…nemir mojih lutanja zaustavljen na tromeđi svjetova…dok mi ona šalje pozdrave preko severnih vetrova.. Život je nepregledan hodnik pun ogledala, gde u svakom izgledamo drugačije, sve dok na kraju, ako imamo sreče, ne prepoznamo sebe…I nije nikad bio problem u onome šta si rekao ..ili ko je rekao..problem je ako se u tome prepoznaš…a što je najgore ti uvek poslednji sve doznaš.. Nekom je život mačeha a nekom majka..a ja želim samo Trebišnicu .i tebe to je moja u dve reći bajka. Ljubav nije nesto sto naidje usput

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„Ya no sere” He cosechado bajo la luna resplandeciente… sueños de amor e iluciones… como labrador de esperanzas... para mi propia alma... y mi languida soledad. Fui el constructor de castillos en el aire... como todo bohemio y soñador empedernido... tus besos fuerón los cimientos de mis fantasias... tus caricias la fuerza y empeño de seguir adelante sin mirar atras. Hoy me encuentro bajo la tormenta... del abandono y el desamor... esta tempestad que hoy me tambalea... como una debil hoja sin su rama... como una triste gota... entre el aguacero torrencial de mi llanto. Las penas terminan con la vida... y esta pena que hoy me acongoja... es el mismo infierno donde me ahogo de dolor y desesperanza. Mis palabras no bastan... no te alcanzan aunque a gritos te hablan... mis suspiros dejaran de ser... mi boca ya no te llamara mañana... mis manos y mi cuerpo... dejaran de extrañarte... como la noche a la mañana... con la resignación de haberte perdido para siempre. TAIFAS LITERARY MAGAZINE

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into the story, but also the politics that are still

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in play. The Last House on the Street is a

Lovereading expert review of powerfully dramatic tale that encourages the last house on the street more research into the history of this time. A small town divided by prejudice. A Social issues from the dark past of the secret that won't remain silent... The stunning USA hit home in this novel that welds two time new novel from the Sunday Times top ten frames, two women, and a mystery together.

bestselling author of The Silent Sister and Big

A compelling, tense, and emotional Lies in a Small Town. This unmissable and family drama focusing on two young women gripping Book Club read will stay with you. whose stories shatter then fuse together with

1965. A young white female student disturbing consequences. A fight for civil becomes involved in the fight for civil rights in rights takes place in 1960’s North Carolina, North Carolina, falling in built house is cause for contention.

The

land

within this corner of the South is seeped in a burning

history,

prepared

pummelled. Each time frame

sucked

whole, yet when in 1965 I completely forgot that

love with one of her fellow activists, a Black man, in a time and place where

relationship hidden

interracial must

from

family,

friends and especially the reemerging Ku Klux Klan. As tensions rise in the town, she realises not everyone is who they

2010 existed. 1965 felt completely separate, in appear to be. its own contained fiery universe and I re2020. A recently widowed architect entered the future with a bump. As 1965 plays moves into the home she and her late husband a role in 2010 I had a totally different designed, heartbroken that he will never cross experience in that story, and was able to see the threshold. But when disturbing things how and why the past had a hand in the future. begin to happen, it's clear that someone is Diane Chamberlain builds the intricate sending her a warning. Who is trying to detailed layers of the plot with such care and frighten her away, and why? attention. The mood of the story as it blends Decades later, past and present are set to felt as though I was walking on a crumbling collide in the last house on the street... cliff edge. Hate, love, despair and hope are

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concepts and inspirational poetry. It will ultimately promote exploration that excites and fuels readers' inner instincts to both Italia sprout their own responses and to read and Cultural event enjoy the poem. Hence, it will make every 1 October 2021 Velletri - Italy reader relax, think, enjoy and realize real life. The possibility and the joy of meeting a Launch of the anthology world-famous man, chosen as Santosh Kumar "White Dove" Bhutan with exemplary results in professional, social terms, an inspired poet, a great humanist who remembers a rainbow Santosh Kumar - Bhutan that emerged after the storms of time that still gives us hope in people… His professional, A heartfelt thanks to the Luigi Magni and literary, humanistic career is successful. A Lucia Mirisola museum foundation and to its sensitive soul, in search of host Alessandro Wiki beauty and people of Filippi. character, always in love Here events, with the written word, exhibitions, conferences, which ennobles the projects and characters, the only solid collaborations with truth in the world. A schools and high schools warm soul, who are organized. The welcomes you with grace museum consists of seven and balance into his rooms which retrace the universe, without career of the master Luigi pretending to reciprocate Magni and his wife Lucia his gesture. And you Mirisola. cannot enter contaminated, because he exudes An important event took place on 1 purity, honesty, sincerity... October. Launch of the anthology "White A kind soul, who lives intensely every Dove" author Santosh Kumar Biswa (Bhutan). second, every event, burning with his whole

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being and exhorting those around him to do "White Dove" is a one-of-a-kind the same ... anthology of contemporary poetry. It A special soul, full of desires and turmoil melodically reflects unique human thoughts that he has so sublimely put into the word for through the involvement of various figurative us, for those who will come, for those who languages and devices. 'White Dove' is the know and feel the vibration of the soul in the 'Third Anthology of Poetry' of Love, Peace, written word ... In the great soul as the life of Fidelity and Humanity with eighty-seven Santosh it beats like waves in rock, and most poems from the collection of the author of them only understand falling sand. Santosh Kumar Biswa. It covers a wide range It is a joy for the eyes of my soul to of themes that will create ideas and feelings admire the sculpture of the letters and the about facts, love, motivation, ideologies, global

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humanity of the wave on the rock and a divine consolation for the plants of the soul to step on the precious sand of his works ... Remarkable personality, generous in feelings and actions, hard on himself and tolerant with others, an oasis of goodness, sincere love, true friendship. He viewed difficulties as temporary obstacles and always harbored the hope of a better tomorrow. His modesty and dignity are truly remarkable. Subtle intellectual, very cultured, with a great vocation and cultural generosity, with a love for books, for print media. A traveler through life a unique man with a sensitive soul. In his works he communicates the lived and lived moods. In his poems there is a turmoil of the soul in a harsh reality. He expresses the truth, the state of the human spirit, reflects feelings, sheds light for the sake of beauty. Everything he does he does with diligence, dedication, serenity and joy. He highlights the sincerity, seriousness and consistency with which human duties are carried out.

seek to highlight life issues and provide examples for a more comprehensive understanding to bring peace to the world. He commits his life by promoting peace and humiliation among men for a better life in society. He also studied global citizenship education at UNICEF. He is an award-winning writer who has earned various laurels from the writing circle around the world, such as; World Icon of Literature Award, New World History Maker of English Poetry Award, Gold Level Award for Poetic Prohess and depth, Poetic Prowess Award, Poetic Parley Gold Quill Award twice, World Poetic Star Award, Global Literary Society Bronze Star Award, Writer of the Week Award, Eternal Flame Recommendations, Writer's Guild of America Honor, Motivational Band Platinum Certificate of Honor, Edgar Allan American Poet Award, and more. • Founder of the World Literary Forum for Peace and Human Rights - WLFPH, BHUTAN.

• Cadet Peace Coordinator, International Dynamic Peacekeeping Mission Directorate, Santosh Kumar Biswa is a Bhutanese Nigeria • Director of the Publishing Department author and poet and currently works as a teacher at Damphu Central School, Bhutan. He at Inked with Magic, Literary Forum, Africa. is a perfect source of numerous educational • President of Bhutan at the World books and anthologies of poetry and a world- People's Forum. TWPF @ BTYA, Bangladesh. inspired peacemaker, in which he promotes • Member of the International Border peace in his stead and around the world Organization for Peace and Humanitarian through literature. and experiences that Organization (IFPHO) representing Bhutan. require urgent attention and, through writing • Outstanding Achievement Award for him, participate in his global concerns and year II, no. 13, 2022, February

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Humanity • President of Bhutan, International Economic Group.

Royal University of Bhutan World

• Bachelor of Science in Education, National Institute of Education, Bhutan

DOCTORATE HONORIS CAUSA

• GCED101- INTRODUCTION TO GCED • Doctor Honoris Causa, Honorary (Global Citizenship Education), UNESCO Doctor of Literature, Institute of European • DEVELOPMENT OF CURRICULUM FOR Studies and Research on Roma in the field of EDUCATORS GCED, UNESCO crimes against humanity and international • Gross National Happiness (GNH) law, Belgrade, Republic of Serbia. Training Workshop, Thimphu, Bhutan

• Doctor Honoris Causa, Doctor of Peace CERTIFICATE OF PEACE and Humanity, Dynamic Peace Rescue Mission • World Ambassador for Peace, Unit for International, Nigeria the Protection of Humanity, Nigeria • Doctor Honoris Causa, Honorary • World Ambassador for Peace, Soul Doctorate for Peace, Mate Organization for Security, Peace Against Peace and Humanity of Terrorism and Poverty, Indonesia, Indonesia. Sustainable Development • Ambassador of and Humanity, Literature and Humanity, Chaudhary Art Trust, Kano State Council for India Physical and Spiritual • Doctor Honoris Healing, Nigeria Causa, honorary • Ambassador of doctorate for Peace (cadet) humanitarian service, representing Bhutan, peaceful coexistence and International Dynamic the concept of peace Peacekeeping Mission, among all, the Council of Physical and Spiritual Nigeria Healing and the Sovereign Royal Empire of the • Ambassador of Art and Literature, Indira Royal Family, Africa. Egyptian International Academy for • Doctor Honoris Causa, Doctor of Development, Art and Peace Publishinh, Excellence, International Mission for the Nigeria. Rescue of Dynamic Peace, Nigeria and • Certificate of Honor for the International Operation for Peace and Security for the Activation of the Humanitarian Right to Ambassador of Peace and Humanity, World Mission for Peace and Humanity, Bangladesh. Peace, India. AWARD • Honorary Grand Master, Mare Maestru • Peace Medal, National Commission for Onorific, World Association of Writers Artists of the Orb, Worldwide Writers Assotiation Culture and Sport Change, Morocco. Artist of thw ORBE (ADADO), Peru. • Global Icon of World Peace and Human Friendship, Galaxy International Jury Prize, Other qualifications • Postgraduate in English Literature, India.

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• Golden Icon of World Peace and Human Minti Gogoi Friendship, Galaxy Jury Award, Galaxy International Foundation, India.

Clothing and Personality

“Clothing is a part of silent language that • Outstanding Humanity Award, Human communicated through the use of visual but Awareness Council, India non-verbal symbols”-Goffman • Special Award for Leadership, At the very beginning of human Commitment and Dedication to the Pursuit of Peace, Harmony, Unity and Solidarity, civilization, clothing was introduced as a Institute for Leadership and Peace, method of protecting human body against extreme weather conditions, strong winds, Philippines. intense heat, cold and precipitation. But at • Certificate of present clothes have an devotion to devotion and immense impact on the care for peace and perception of people humanity, Indonesia around and on the soulmate organization for perception of the person peace and humanity, wearing them and it has Indonesia. become an integral part of • International self-realization of every medal for the best person. It is also become character of a year 2019, important to understand National Commission for the meaning that are the change of the cultural conveyed through and sporting mission, clothing symbols in order Morocco to present self in such a way that the desire • Icon of world literature, National impression is achieved. Academy of Arts and Culture, India Clothes are now no longer just an • Certificate of honor as Prize Mundail A “external shield” and a frivolous attitude to La Excelencia Literaria 2019-2020, weathered condition or not provide only the Urubamba, Cusco-Peru. physical insulation from heat and cold but • Certificate of Creative People, IOPSH to they provide psychological insulation as well. activate international humanitarian law for Dresses help in building self-confidence, peace, Morocco. affects our behaviour and mannerism and • Certificate of Excellence, Khidmat develops harmony and personality. It is a cue to personality in that it conveys to other an Foundation, India. impression of what one is dose and believe. We can say that it is a kind of mimicry through which man expresses many of his subjective social sentiments. The development of dress year II, no. 13, 2022, February

• Mahatma Gandhi Global Excellence Award 2020, Mahatma Gandhi Global Peace Forum, India.

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proceeds not only the concrete psychological code. characteristics of men but it expresses the In many cases Clothes indicate our social cultural-psychological aspect of human being, status and interest. Simple and elegant clothes Basically, clothing is a way of nonverbal are hallmark of a serious personality. Clothing communication with gender, ethical and norm represents the typical or accepted power aspects. It is a general reflection of how manner of dressing shown by a social group. individual think of himself although the People of well to do family prefer conspicuous accuracy of such judgement may be altered by consumption of clothing to show one's social faculty perception, lack of knowledge or status. The product has to be elegant, exclusive operation of defence mechanism. Generally (branded bag, jewellery etc.), or tailor made clothing provides a positive mean of satisfying for the consumer. the need for self-enhancement. It can beautify They mainly prefer two types of clothesthe appearance and make the physical self branded clothes and fashionable or trendy more desirable, increase acceptance by the clothes. The branded clothes are generally group and prevent labelled by a popular, rejection. well-known brand which,

It may be source of over admirable resulting in increased selfesteemed, self-respect self-confidence and security. Individual personality traits are infect influenced by the clothes that he/she wearer. Style of clothing is a fundamental part in the image of a contemporary man or a woman. The image is constructed for various reasons and has various manifestations. They are an indication of caste, place, state and occupation of the person.

in addition, communicates a certain lifestyle and values since brand communication usually spreads far beyond the phenomenon of clothing and fashion.

They also prefer fashionable or trendy clothes, which are defined as smart clothes. Wearing clothes that are in line with the latest fashion is a sign that the person wants to stand out from the crowd. But everybody cannot afford such conspicuous consumption. This gives rise to the next phenomenon, the urge to show off Clothing is not an attribute of belonging i.e. persuasive consumption. This is how to a clan or to a restrained social level though conspicuous consumption gives rise to it still can tell a lot about the financial status of emulation of clothing items. a person. Clothing has been regarded as one of Apart from the practical functions of the best ways to distinguish social classes, wearing clothes it carries specific cultural and sexes, occupation, marital status and ethnic or social meanings. In numerous cultures, for religious affiliation. But in order to interpret instance, it is bad sight to show to others parts correctly the messages a particular set of of the human body anatomy. Thus, clothes clothes may transmit to other; one has to be serve as a method to hide some particular familiar with the translation of the specific areas of a person's body. Religion, customs

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and of course, particular historically important circumstances have shaped the way different people in various times feel about clothing and exposure.

from those worn for farm work. Symbolism in clothing may point to the profession the person is dedicated to. The perception of symbols is not the same as the perception of the whole clothing image of an individual, because people may interpret the same symbol differently and therefore the understanding of the carrier of the symbol will be completely different. For instance, a man with a tiger on this T-shirt may seem aggressive to one person and a Green Peace member for another one.

Today, there are many materials with which clothes are made. A person can choose from purchasing clothes made from natural origin materials like cotton, pat silk, muga silk, wool and leather, but may also select one for the man-made fibers extensively used in clothes manufacturing, like nylon, polyester, Lycra and Gore-Tex. With the recent technological developments, there is great A bird may be a symbol of freedom and speculation for the direction future clothes somebody can view it a symbol of lightwill take; infact the mindedness. Every clothing electronics person has to be very industry has started to careful with the symbol produce smart clothing while visiting a foreign incorporating some some country, due to the double computerised devices in meaning of the symbols the outfit, that may be offending to the culture the person is Right clothes are in. The goal of every necessary for health, symbol is to share poise and self-respect. An information. individual who lives

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Personality development helps in the overall development of an individual. An individual’s style of dressing plays an important role in enhancing his/her personality. It is rightly said that “a man is known by his dress and address”. An individual’s dressing sense speaks volumes of his character and personality. The personality, value and culture of a person can be judged easily from his dress. There are different types of personalities. Highlighting salient features of the personality and camouflaging the figure flaws to some extent is possible through dress. One needs to look good for an impressive personality. Clothes reflect who you are, how

within a planned budget is usually happier, more contented than one who spends the money as one earns it. It is true, our desire or wants are unlimited. But. our needs are comparatively few. While adjustment for needs are essential and important in family life, catering to mere wants is undesirable for development of personality. There is a difference between 'wants' and 'needs'. A good clothing plan may include clothing that fits should be comfortable and not hinder our movements while not looking too baggy or sloppy. Choosing the right clothes for the right occasion e.g. School, church, party, picnic, work, sleep, etc. Clothes for work should suit the type of work being done. For instance, clothes worn in the kitchen might be different

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you feel at the moment and sometimes even what you want to achieve in life. Improper dressing makes person a laughing stock and causes inferiority complex. On the other hand, proper dresses help in building selfconfidence which is essential for the proper development of personality.

you wear them. People wearing gaudy clothes with loud make up are generally extroverts and love partying. You really can make out what sort of person an individual is by his/her dressing. Dull colours indicate that an individual is sad or upset whereas bright colours not only reflect your happy state of This affects our behaviour and mind but also make the other person happy. mannerism and develops harmony and People who are introverts prefer light personality. As clothing affect the personality and sober colours whereas extroverts like of the wearer, wearing the right kind of clothes bright and gaudy clothes. It is important to can give us confidence a huge boost. What we wear red if we are introvert and need to get are like to wear it will reflect on the outside, things done but are normally too afraid to enhancing our personality. They say it takes speak up. It will make us feel bolder and we less than ten seconds to shall be able to convey the make a first impression message in a strong voice. and the clothes we wear Classic women like play a very significant nothing better than part in it. timeless looks, fine

The way we choose to dress may be a personal preference, but it can be used to interpret our personality. The type of clothes we wear and the colours we choose all send out subliminal messages on the type of person we are. Additionally, many research has shown that the way we dress not only conveys the type of person we are but can also influence the way we think and behaved. Dressing appropriately is particularly vital when it comes to your professional life. As they say, don’t dress for the job we have but for the job we want. However, it is important to keep in mind that dressing correctly is not always about how expensive our outfit is or what brand it is. Our personal style expression is conveyed through the garments and accessories you choose to wear and the way ISSN 2458-0198 - ISSN-L 2458-0198

beautiful fabrics and simple, tailored cuts in clothing. They enjoy a closet filled with neutral colours, classic cuts, and functional styles. They tend to keep clothing for long periods of time and replace worn out items with a similar replacement. The classic woman is always appropriately dressed and carries the image of someone who is dependable and practical. The elegant woman is in harmony with all things polished, perfect and understated, Quality is high on her list of must-haves and her self-assurance and poise are always noticed and admired. Her preference is for quality rather than quantity leading to a wardrobe of beautiful fabrics and minimalist, feminine styles. Her secret obsession can be searching for beautiful vintage items. The elegant woman is feminine and sophisticated and carries the image of high social standing. TAIFAS LITERARY MAGAZINE

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professions, which help in enhancing their personality, e.g., wearing white coat by doctors and black by lawyers. Distinctive styles and colours denote gang membership. Thus, wearing white during a western funeral for example is highly inappropriate, while eastern societies endorse such a colour selection for mourning people. There are many ways in which we can enhance our The feminine style personality is all personality by improving our dressing sense. about softness, drape colour and curls. She They are--feels her most at home in dresses and flowy • We can follow our favourite celebrities fabrics, ruffles, lace, delicate accessories and and check out their dressing styles. when she is primped and primed to perfection. • Movies and television shows tend to have Nothing is too much the latest fashion trends. trouble or takes too much • Fashion time to get ready – she’s magazines also provide a the perfect princess. The lot of information and feminine woman is have numerous tips on ladylike, delicate and dressing right youthful and carries the • Learn about the image of innocents, various fabrics and their warmth, and compassion. cuts and colours that will These women dress suit our figure best. to the beat of their own • Keep our own drum; following any style body structure, features, rule or fashion trend is etc. in mind before following someone totally off their radar. From confrontational to else’s style blindly. The clothes should artsy these women are inherently talented for accentuate and complement our body putting the most unexpected items together rather than make us feel uncomfortable. and carrying it off to perfection. This is the Once we have decided on a personal only style personality that is almost impossible to pull off if it does not come style we would like to follow the need to naturally to you. Dresses with delicate purchase a few items of clothing that reflect patterns and sober colours help in enhancing our new and enhanced personality. The most the natural characteristics of tenderness and critical aspect is not to go overboard when we feminine. On the other hand, big patterns and are altering our style. However, it is not always straight lines go well with regular dominating about the type or colour of the clothes we wear. It is also important to make sure that and grand personalities. Personal body complexion is most your clothes are neat and tidy. It is not enough important while selecting colours of dress. to just select the right outfits from our Some uniforms are reserved for certain wardrobe to wear but also to iron them properly before using them. year II, no. 13, 2022, February

Women who possess a natural style feel most at home in comfortable, functional, unpretentious styles that are free from fru fru. Not women to get ‘all dolled up’, they prefer to keep everything simple and natural – there are few synthetics on this lady’s back. The elegant woman is relaxed and laid back and carries the image of approachable ease and openmindedness.

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Clothing is considered as a second skin of “My dear students! I am overjoyed to see human being. Along with the aesthetic you. My joy is boundless.“ function it does a lot about the psychological Just as our teacher was explaining the issue of the wearer. It is a significant factor in subject to us, one of my classmates came in determining the role and status of unknown and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry I'm late today." person as well as our personality. “Doniyor, don't be late anymore., the Abdumominov Abdulloh teacher said.“This time I forgive you, but next time I will punish you.”

Uzbekistan

“Dear students, ” the teacher said, “you must build a new Uzbekistan, and at the same Thieves of time time justify the trust of your parents, ready to give their lives for you. If you become famous, (Story) I will be proud to say on the street that I taught My name is Doniyor. My neighbor this student, “ shesaid. Abdullah and I have These words of my become close friends. One teacher had a special day we couldn't find any effect on me and any way to have fun. We increased my selfhad no goal. We didn't confidence. Various know what to do. When whispers began in the we were making classroom. something from a piece of "Will you come to wood, my father suddenly my birthday tomorrow?" I woke up. His eyes were heard also those words. It half open when hesaid: was clear that our teacher “Hey, thieves of also heard these words. time! Are you wasting "Time thieves, " said the teacherHer your time?” sharp gaze at the students was marked by I didn't understand the meaning of my regret. "Thieves of time". father's "time thieves" at all. I wanted to ask, I had heard these words from my father but he fell asleep. while I was playing with my friend. That's why My friend Abdullah also asked “Are we I was not surprised to hear them. My thieves?" classmates were stunned. When daylight came, he went into his Doniyor, trembled with fear, as if I, his house. I also fell asleep from exhaustion. But I friend Abdullah, , had committed a crime. remembered that I was late for school, so I “Doniyor, why are you trembling?” the quickly washed my face and drank tea in a teacher asked. hurry. I do not remember what I ate.. I thought “You called us thieves, didn't you? After I would be late for school, but class had not yet begun. As soon as I arrived, the teacher came all, aren't those who steal punished?“ “Time thieves are punished by time in. We all greeted the teacher with respect itself. By doing so, you are hurting yourself. “

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the teacher said.

the rooril.

If you spend all your time in science, you will And he warned that Santa does not save time and become a mature person in the present gifts to bad children. But I didn't care, future. I was very angry with Anvar and did not want Ohh, my friend Abdullah and I are the to forgive him. In the afternoon we met with a former friend. He started thieves of our future. talking first: «Let's put up, Doniyor thought. These because soon the New words of the teacher Year. All quarrels must be inspired Doniyorm andat left in the past. Let's make that moment, he realized a snowman together and what a "time thief" was. call it Friendship». I He even came to our decided not to continue house in a hurry: “Anvar, the war and make peace are you there? Starting with a friend: «Come to today, I can say that I me tomorrow for the New understand the value of Year party. It will be fun. time. Only we will not have a “Yes, Abdullah, you understand, now we Christmas tree - we did not have time to buy are not stealing our time, we are just following it)). When I was saying that to Anvar, I saw my the path of knowledge. In the future, we will be mother walking home and carrying a big among the mature people mentioned by my beautiful fluffy tree in her hands! I was so teacher. I agree with you. Don't waste your staring at her that I even fell. It was such a big time! I will always remember that it is a cool suprise! trophy! Probably, they say the truth that New New year magic Year should be celebrated with friends, in a good mood and without bad thoughts. Then all This New Year we did not have a wishes will come true and the whole year will Christmas tree. Friends were supposed to be good. I had a great New Year party with my come to my party. But we couldn't buy a real best friends and nice family! I am sure that this Christmas tree a thorny, scent, fluffy beauty. year will be happy and successful for everyone When my mother left for work, I asked her to and for me! Happy New Year to everybody!

“Teacher, I do not understand the I have been preparing for the New Year meaning of this sentence at all. Please tell us for a long time. My parents knew and allowed about the theft of time.” me to call my friends. But we were at odds “Usually, those who steal are punished, ” with my best friend - Anvar. And I was not said the teacher. “Time thieves are no going to put up with him. On the contrary, I exception. True, the thief of time is not wanted to take revenge on him this year. punished. He is not even accountable before Although, dad always told me: «Do not dig a the law. But wasting your time now is hole for another — you can fall into it tantamount to stealing your time, your future. yourself)).

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Santosh Kumar Biswa Bhutan

Peace- our responsibility - (a short note)

The moment we think about peace, we actually are thinking about bringing oneself into peace through the transmutation of our own behavior, character, and the way we represent ourselves to the world. It is after we change, we act to elevate it to the world at large. Hence, self-reflection and selfrectification is necessary before we put in our actions for peace. The people around us will be watching us at all times and we should give them, through our legislation, the objectives we have in our minds. Why is there war on the face of the earth? Why do people want to obliterate each other just for their own good? It is all because they are desirous, hungry for power and position, and they want to remain concentrated on the world. Is that what it's all about? Do we learn from our religion to hate people and to kill? No, religion doesn't because we entirely know it well. Where are we missing? What went amiss? And what is my role in this world to restore it a peaceful place to live? should be our concern and of course to make meaning out of life.

not. So the question like, "Who created them to be bad?" ought to be our concern. It is us, because we have not succeeded in giving them a better education and better life values. Such people do not value humanity because having power in their hands, they have not realized the pain and experience it brings. It is difficult to change these people because their hearts had already become like a rock that is hard. Thus, we should stop creating such people. Those who are in this mission should therefore transform themselves first and then their families by making life worth living so that what they see and hear does not alter them, but that they become the strong lover of peace. Every person in this world has their role to play, the role of transforming people to peace and the role of educating people to peace that the coming generation may live peacefully, free from chaos and hatred because they are our children and grandchildren. Let us strive, work for good cause and never yield

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Paul McCartney, The Last Days of John Lennon is a true-crime drama about two men who The Last Days of John Lennon changed history. One whose indelible songs Synopsis enliven our world to this day, and the other who ended the music with five pulls of a The greatest true-crime story in music trigger. history. James Patterson

Charlotte Walker A GLOBAL SUPERSTAR

The Unicorn Synopsis In the summer of 1980, ten years after the break-up of the Beatles, John Lennon A fast moving political action thriller that signed with a new label, ready to record new keeps on giving. ‘The Unicorn’ by Tony Salter music for the first time in reintroduces readers to years. Everyone was MI5 agent Nadia as she awestruck when Lennon continues her hunt for an dashed off '(Just Like) elusive criminal Starting Over'. Lennon mastermind Ibrahim was back in peak form, Abdel Hak, a.k.a The with his best songwriting Unicorn, a dangerous man since 'Imagine'. who seems to have all the substance of smoke and

A DANGEROUSLY OBSESSED FAN

path

whenever

appears. The opening of ‘The Unicorn’ is written so well that it can be read as a standalone, as the reader is quickly and seamlessly up to date on Nadia’s story and her past involvement with The Unicorn. However, after reading this story I’m sure you’ll be enticed to go back and read Salter’s earlier book ‘Sixty Minutes’ anyway. I was drawn in by the main character, Nadia, her strength and work as an MI5 agent

A MURDER THAT STUNNED THE as well as her earnest attempts to have some semblance of a normal life outside of the office. WORLD

In the years after Lennon left the Beatles, becoming a solo artist and making a life with Yoko Ono in New York City, Mark David Chapman had become fixated on murdering his former hero. He was convinced that Lennon had squandered his talent and betrayed his fans. In December 1980, Chapman boarded a flight from Hawaii to New York with a handgun stowed in his luggage. He was never going home again.

leaves destruction in his

I enjoyed the ‘will they, won’t they’ Enriched by exclusive interviews with Lennon's friends and associates, including tension between Nadia and Ed and I’m eagerly year II, no. 13, 2022, February

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awaiting a next book for any further LaVan Robinson developments between these two characters. ‘The Unicorn’ kept me hooked and reading

Existential sands

much later than I should have. When you think that the action is over, there’s room from something new to crop up or a new twist in the tale. A gripping intelligence based thriller with a strong and likable female character and a plot with plenty of twists and turns and action. A great read and I look forward to the next one.

In the sands and annals of time, we leave a recording of our existence and validity from the legacy we leave behind. Through every storm, trial and tribulation, we encounter and prevail successfully through, the more your nature is strengthened by the awakening of the souls true purpose.

The divine synchronization of the Ibrahim Abdel Hak is the Unicorn. Lost in spiritual, mental and physical expression is a the mists and shadows of perfect collaboration of that beautiful essence urban legend, he waits rooted deep within the and builds his plans in the surface. cold darkness. Each time Ibrahim attacks, he leaves a trail of very real death and destruction in his wake.

The

intelligence

world’s services

know he is planning the worst atrocity yet. They know it will be soon. But they have no idea where or when the Unicorn

So while here on the earth’s fertile and blessed grounds and soil. You’re be very grateful that for love and its wonderful principles, you have sown with much persistence, sweat and tears and happily toiled.

As you tend to the gardens of your life with much anticipation of the vast Nadia Laroche is an MI5 field agent. Still expectations you have met, you will leave a recovering from injuries sustained during The positive blueprint for success by the footsteps Unicorn's bombing of the National History so others too can follow that you have left. will strike.

Museum, she has her own reasons to want to stop him. She was too late before. Can she find him and stop him this time ... before it's too

late.

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You're the shutterbug!

Imdadul Islam Always wait for the sun I seek a sarcophagus art.

India

Let’s realise what we need You're the mummy of art I long to etch out on a pot. Compassion begets compassion, Cordial greetings highly amuse, Malevolence begets destruction, Let's think what we should choose. Our selflessness builds the society, Sympathy breaks mind's bondage, Antipathy produces lack of solidarity, Let's think what we should choose.

You're the serene shoot I seek to plant in my life. Parimal Shekhar India

Brighter My affected mind Like a mirror Can reflect clearly Who comes nearer.

Friendship produces amity, Well conduct makes others pleasing, Hatred spreads antipathy, Let's think what we should choose. Fraternity makes unity, Assistance makes well bond, Bigotry destroyes a society, Let's realise what we've the real need.

The rays that fall on Straight or curve The few refract I can't serve . I like all of them Forgetting quality It is my habit It is my simplicity.

Basudev Paul I do not hate Accept all Without care The Pleasure Pain Down or fall.

You're the oozing rain I want to get smeared. You're the pleasure pain All over the sepulchre! The fitchew tranced me Like a boozed bloke out.

I believe in humanity And in peace; Dislike war That brings finish Sometimes feel My inner light, Which is brighter In my sight.

India

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The magazine appears in Romania editorial office Founding President Lenuș Lungu & Santosh Kumar Biswa Director: Lenuș Lungu, Santosh Kumar Bhutan, Ioan Muntean Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru Technical Editor Ioan Muntean Covers Ioan Muntean Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc, Ioan Muntean Deputy Editor: Amb Maid Čorbić, Olga Arandjelovic, Ion Cuzuioc Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Abel Violeta Birla, Imdadul Islam

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