When it rains, I have a lot of questions. Changed inside, Gentle winds. The rain doesn’t...
Poetry
That is why no one’s life passes smoothly. If everything went the way we wanted, there would...
By: Ziyokulova Ziyoda My son, I forgive you, and I hope you forgive me too. With...
By: Tajalla Qureshi Every color of both sights Thwack the feely highlights Mingle with a vigorous...
Corruption sits on a throne of gold, With greedy hands, both young and old. Her children play...
By: Rozmetova Roziyajon Annotation. Prevention of acute dangerous diseases through technologies in medicine. A doctor who knows...
In pieces I stand, but not to fall, A fractured soul, yet standing tall. The storm has...
Corruption is the path to destruction. By: Naimova Ozoda Uzbekistan The word” corruption “comes from Latin, meaning...
By: Saidqulova Nozima Uzbekistan When I pour my head over your rocks, If it spills, it’s...
When she prays, her supplications reach the skies, Whatever she finds, she wishes for her child. My...