Uzbekistan -beloved land With the spring decorated gardens, My mind full of mountains, The sound of snoring...
Poetry
By: Beknazarova Ayganim There was a child in the past. He was very smart, sparse, and knowledgeable....
I walked. I don’t know how many ways, but I can’t live fully even today today Is...
Mother The mother was shocked to see the lipstick she had brought yesterday in her daughter’s hand....
Who are you? My name is Nomzekelo Bazana and my stage name is called Jamakazi Bazana. Where...
Who are you? My name is Frank Bateman. I write under the name of F. Darnell Bateman...
Amazing calm night. Silence reigns. Burned stars are looking from the sky. The whole being sleeps, rests...
By Abigirl Phiri Worth Noting: I’m Misbah Waqar, and my journey as a writer began when I...
By: Asaloy Khudoyberdiyeva Good word-soul mate, Bad word – head peg. This wisdom has been raised from...
By: Mahfuza – UrSU A smile is a gift that changes a person’s life fundamentally, turns malicious...