The Mt Kenya Times
Life is the wind, Fated in its mystery, Yet we chase after it, For we must live....
Poetry
A friend’s embrace, so warm, so near, Turns cold with whispers none can hear. A bond that...
By: Xo’jamiyorova Gulmira The distant breath of war, Did not spare a remote village afar. Even...
By: A’zamov Samandar For every person, the village is not only a place where he was born...
O-innocent Arendi Has no favour For vultures loom all over In the neighborhood On rampage for its...
I will say you came by my embrace To suckle my mother’s nipple Whose colostrum fostered A...
By: Jakhongir NOMOZOV Worth Noting: As a journalist, Gaybullayev’s pen cuts through to the core of truth,...
My beautiful flower You are my angel mother You are unmatched in the world My mother without...
By: Jakhongir NOMOZOV Gulnara Kahhorova, talented poetess, winner of the “Shuhrat ” medal, analysis of poems...
Step into the timeless realm of classical literature, where the echoes resonate through the pages that whisper...