Poetry from Joseph Ogbonna

An Ottoman label for Cleansing (1915-1923)

An Ottoman label

An Ottoman branding.

To uproot my human development.

A human development of two millennia 

once flourishing in Anatolia.

I was labelled Armenian! 

I was branded Armenian!

By whom?

by merciless Ottomans!

I took a long hike to my own graveyard,

accompanied by the Ottoman funeral cortege.

They played the dead march for my own interment.

My interment in the Syrian desert.

My offence was my identity, and 

a global conflict and its attendant heavy losses.

A conflict I knew little or nothing about.

I was preyed upon by men of beastly testestorone.

Coercively I became a sunni proselyte,

and I was dispossessed of everything vital.

Terribly weakened by an inflicted famished state, I was laid to rest in the Syrian desert.

Poetry from Haroon Rashid

Middle aged man with thick dark hair, glasses, and a green jacket in front of a green hedge and a large brick building.

The Heart is Where We Belong.
– Author Haroon Rashid

We always feel that life is there,
Somewhere, where we want to search for.
But why do we forget that life is within,
The Peace is within, the charm, the spark,
The light and the dark, everything is within.

What do we search outside for?
What is beyond our horizons? Nothing.
There’s nothingness in the air,
There is no flair in the hair.
Everything is in the heart,
And heart is where we belong.
And the heart is with you.
Yes, with you.

And with you, this spark, this light,
This charm, this life, everything comes out.
So live your best life,
Give your heart where it belongs,
And live the life, love the life, and feel alive.
—Written by Author Haroon Rashid

Author Haroon Rashid – Biography

Haroon Rashid is an internationally celebrated author, poet, and scholar renowned for his profound literary works and contributions to global peace and education. He gained worldwide recognition for his poetry book We Fell Asleep in One World and Woke Up in Another, which deeply resonated with readers across cultures and was later translated by Nobel Prize Laureate 2024 Eva Petropoulou Lianou. His book Author Haroon Rashid Quotes further solidified his reputation as a writer who masterfully blends wisdom, spirituality, and human emotions into his work.


Haroon’s literary achievements have earned him numerous accolades, including the United Nations Karmaveer Chakra Award and the Global Peace Award from the Mother Teresa International Foundation. His influence extends beyond literature, as he has been honored with an Honorary Degree in Humanity from La Haye, France, and the Golden Eagle Award for Literary Excellence. He has proudly represented India at various international literary and peace events, including the Paper Fiber Fest and the International Congress of Education in Mexico.


Beyond writing, Haroon Rashid is an advocate for sustainable development, serving as an ambassador for SDG4 (Quality Education) and SDG13 (Climate Action). His works emphasize themes of peace, cultural harmony, and personal transformation through enriching humanity. As the National Vice Chairman of Youth India at the Mother Teresa International Foundation, he actively promotes youth engagement in education and humanitarian efforts.


Haroon Rashid’s influence has reached global platforms, with invitations to speak at prestigious events in Mexico and Greece, and features in O, The Oprah Magazine and The Oprah Winfrey Show. Through his writing and activism, he continues to inspire millions, leaving an indelible mark on literature and global consciousness.

Poetry from Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa

Light skinned Filipina woman with reddish hair, a green and yellow necklace, and a floral pink and yellow and green blouse.
Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa

Ignorance’s Bliss

Have I not seen the beauty of dawn

I’d be contented of midnight lawn

Yet the pains of desire is sown

Hopeless pains of once numbed pawn

Have I not seen the field of star

I’d be blinded by neons lights afar

Yet not even diamonds come on par

The hope of peace in midst of war

Would it have been better to be ignorant

Following the instincts of an ant

From the sea of norm be deviant

Would satisfaction be a blessed grant?

Why must my eyes be opened wide

To the vastness of truth can’t hide

Confusion of uncertainty to confide

White, black, red or blue, gown of bride

Knowledge is power and poison of peace

When certainty knows not of wisdom’s ease

How much rain can be contained by fleece

Doubts and fears even sage’s soul tease.

War is Inevitable

In the middle of big powerful guns playing game

Neutrality is seen as a safe and wiser gamble

A treaty forced with one is historically lame

But dropping the ball will give us fatal shame

Four big guns on hands-off checkered board

Pawns to push, where no one wins, but the lord

Four chips are not placed, to protect their gourd

Secretly waiting for spoils to divide and hoard

Truces do not shield one from adventurism

Just a buffer for growing, survival mechanism

Until one is called by players for ‘altruism’.

A normal game for big players of empiralism

A call to see whether one of the four is weakening

They need to know who gets the most in harvesting

Though they are strong and science is advancing

Power growth development and resource producing

Both at same time is too much for maintaining

Supply and demand defeats technology source

Deficit in alternative energy and resource

Science has not yet advanced sufficiency

To the stage of not needing natural resources,

Be it in agricultural or mineral produce

Time, of course, comes when one cannot hide

Where small allies will need to choose a side.

Not from two but actually four stong fiery tide

But now’s time to juggle, paint over national pride

Neighbor in friendly alliances for mutual benefits

Symbiotic relationship for opportunity and profits

But all must be careful not get so much credits

Big Four shall check if we reached the limits

Hounds shall come for potential threats to diffuse

Tribal wars, distrust, gossips , rebels to confuse

Chiefs to change if interference foolishly refuse

Convenience of profit to harvest where they choose

Nation have agricultural, sea or mineral treasure

People have technical, medical, skills to measure

Be productive and generous, no alien pressure

Peaceful farms in long protected tenure

Free trade and cordiality as an allied gesture.

Yet I see non political people speaking

Unity in diversity everyone is learning. Resistant to racism and discrimination

Probe the manipulations and misinformation

People blending colors of the rainbows

Harmonious arc of peace everyone knows

I wonder how my friends see the world?

Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa was born January 14, 1965, in Manila Philippines. She has worked as a retired Language Instructor, interpreter, caregiver, secretary, product promotion employee, and private therapeutic masseur. Her works have been published as poems and short story anthologies in several language translations for e-magazines, monthly magazines, and books; poems for cause anthologies in a Zimbabwean newspaper; a feature article in a Philippine newspaper; and had her works posted on different poetry web and blog sites. She has been writing poems since childhood but started on Facebook only in 2014. For her, Poetry is life and life is poetry.

Lilian Kunimasa considers herself a student/teacher with the duty to learn, inspire, guide, and motivate others to contribute to changing what is seen as normal into a better world than when she steps into it. She has always considered life as an endless journey, searching for new goals, and challenges and how she can in small ways make a difference in every path she takes. She sees humanity as one family where each one must support the other and considers poets as a voice for Truth in pursuit of Equality and proper Stewardship of nature despite the hindrances of distorted information and traditions.

Poetry from Elmaya Jabbarova

White woman with long black hair and a black blouse with flowers on it.
Elmaya Jabbarova

Her words paint the world

Rainbow colors,

It fascinates everyone,

The poet comes to inspiration,

She draws colors into words.

Every color has a meaning,

The poet sees harmony,

Her imagination is very rich,

She hears, writes from feelings.

She calls people,

She wants peace for the world,

She feeds a white dove,

Between the lines.

Every word, every song,

The composition of his heart.

The voice of the heart is sung,

In the rhythm of a double heart.

She praises the good,

She suffers the bad,

She loves his friend, brother,

Against the backdrop of justice.

She has a wish in the world,

There should be no war,

Adults and children

May they always live happily!

The poet’s word box,

It is like a paint bucket,

Like a painter, a word brush,

 Look, She paints the world!

Elmaya Jabbarova was born in Azerbaijan. She is a poet, writer, reciter, and translator. Her poems were published in the regional newspapers «Sharginsesi», «Ziya», «Hekari», literary collections «Turan», «Karabakh is Azerbaijan!», «Zafar», «Buta», foreign Anthologies «Silk Road Arabian Nights», «Nano poem for Africa», «JuntosporlasLetras 1;2», «Kafiye.net» in Turkey, in the African’s CAJ magazine, Bangladesh’s Red Times magazine, «Prodigy Published» magazine. She performed her poems live on Bangladesh Uddan TV, at the II Spain Book Fair 1ra Feria Virtual del Libro Panama, Bolivia, Uruguay, France, Portugal, USA.

Short story from Ochilova Ozoda Zufar

Childlike animated cartoon style drawing of a brownhaired girl with a pink shirt and blue skirt and flowers in her hair singing in a grassy field with flowers and sheep and foxes and a bluebird playing the guitar.

The Colorful Journey


Once upon a time, a little girl named Momo decided to go on a journey with her favorite animals. She took a red ball, a yellow fox, a blue bird, and a  black sheep, and set off to explore wonderful places.

During the journey, Momo and her friends visited many exciting spots. They played in a colorful garden filled with wildflowers, swam by a strong and beautiful river, and listened to the lovely songs of the birds. At each location, Momo and her friends learned new things: the different colors of flowers and how they grow, how clean the river water is, and how birds find their way.


Throughout the journey, Momo learned the importance of helping her friends and understanding their needs. She also discovered how cooperation and supporting one another made the adventure even more enjoyable. For instance, they learned to play together and solve problems as a team.


In the end, when Momo and her friends returned home, their hearts were filled with joy and wisdom. Momo realized that traveling is not just about seeing new places but also about learning new things, spending wonderful time with friends, and experiencing life’s valuable lessons.


Educational Significance


This tale teaches children the importance of travel and exploration, as well as friendship, teamwork, and problem-solving. Through Momo and her friends’ experiences, children can understand the value of helping each other, being empathetic, and learning new things.


Thus, travel is not only about discovering new places but also about building friendships and learning vital life lessons.

Ochilova Ozoda Zufar was born on September 16, 2003 in Jondar district of Bukhara region. Her nationality is Uzbek. Currently, she is a 4th grade student of Jizzakh State Pedagogical University and a member of the Male and Female Gifted Students of Jizzakh State Pedagogical University and a member of the student academy. She’s the author of about 10 articles and a Mental Arithmetic Trainer…

Poetry from Patrick Sweeney

My older brother told me
Chuang Tzu knew all along
he wasn't a butterfly




That her cat was well-behaved
wasn't the kind of information
he was seeking




Poster of the most dangerous creatures
on the wall where he measured
himself




 The builder's boots
 at their ease
on the sunny porch




Nowadays
the shrine maidens are always
on their phones




Just in my lifetime
a man walked on the moon
and another pretended to bend a spoon




The time spent 
waiting for the governor to call
in a movie I saw before




Also the work of the cosmos
children chasing bubbles
in the sun




Hampering her graceful efforts
to move him off the topic
of spindle shells




He's writing the secret history of sock drawers
and looking for a little
light clerical work




Strolling the aisles of the Dollar Tree
I picked up a gold sparkle
on my wrist












Essay from Chimezie Ihekuna

Chimezie Ihekuna (Mr. Ben) Young Black man in a collared shirt and jeans resting his head on his hand. He's standing outside a building under an overhang.
Chimezie Ihekuna

Chapter 1: The Current State Of Being

We live in a time where it would be difficult, extremely difficult, to live and lead a normal life.

Back in the day, the need for normalcy, decency and modesty in every area of Interests was being looked out for. The family, community, work-place and general society would prioritize character in relation to any engaged endeavor.

However, modern-day situations hold different narratives. What was seen as morally upright in the days of old is frowned today. What was seen as evil in the past is revered in the present. Being a person of integrity seems to portray limited relevance as it has been substituted with the exact opposite: deceit. From family to society, the culture of what was seen as “good character” has now become a complete shadow of itself. The pop culture of falsehood, which carries an aesthetic outlook, is given a warm embrace by vast majority of people in today’s world.

Consequently, it is without a doubt that the world of today is so wrong that what is left of it is not right and what should be right is not left!

Whatever led to such transition of value, has constituted the current state of being of most people of today, regardless of income bracket, status and even conviction.

Bottom line:

The Current State Of Being: Being abnormal is the new normal!