Poetry from Amina Sahi

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Woman with short straight dark hair, reading glasses, and lipstick.

The Sparrow in this Baffling Morning 

What is going on there 
Round the balcony of your house, 
At the Charming Strings of the dawn? 
Life is shining, 
The meadows have had an early wake, 
The sun is wearing a dress of gold 
Dancing in the air, 
Trees are flying over windows 
like butterflies of the spring. 
Mutterings can be heard from your silvery balcony 
Like a song as delicate as jasmine, 
and as tasty as a loving kiss. 
She was afraid he would hear her pulsing heart 
When he showed up with his white shirt, 
And an aura of purity around him 
As if he were surrounded by angels; 
While she was swaying down the tree, 
The bough was bowing under her heavily reticent heart. 
And as he was extending his hand, like a white cloud, 
To touch her, 
The morning breeze began to tremble 
And her heart was set ablaze. 
The sparrow keeps a secret 
She will never reveal even then. 

An Iraqi poet who moved to the USA after 2003 -Studied at the University of Vermont. -Has her own business in designing and trading fashion. -Before the 2003 war, she lost all her unpublished poems at the hands of terrorists who also destroyed her home with the family photos and memories. -Published her first collection of poetry entitled, The Sumerian Grief Bibliography, in 2019." Translated into English By Hussein Nasser Jabr



Poetry from Mahbub Alam

Middle aged South Asian man with reading glasses, short dark hair, and an orange and green and white collared shirt. He's standing in front of a lake with bushes and grass in the background.
Mahbub Alam
The Pick of Love

A way goes through the bushes
The light with colorful glow reflects
All the way it spreads the roses
The green smiles and the flowery grasses

A dream of love welcomes here
Beats the heart charming everywhere 
We celebrate our joy hand in hand
Get lost with the bliss of Gaia’s pad

Here dances all the mount’s pick
The faces blush in the sun’s kiss
The clouds hug the pyramid’s pace
Call me to be in touch of the world’s grace.

Chapainawabganj,  Bangladesh,
16 June, 2024.

Md. Mahbubul Alam is from Bangladesh. His writer name is Mahbub John in Bangladesh. He is a Senior Teacher (English) of Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh. Chapainawabganj is a district town of Bangladesh. He is an MA in English Literature from Rajshahi College under National University. He has published three books of poems in Bangla. He writes mainly poems but other branches of literature such as prose, article, essay etc. also have been published in national and local newspapers, magazines, little magazines. He has achieved three times Best Teacher Certificate and Crest in National Education Week in the District Wise Competition in Chapainawabganj District. He has gained many literary awards from home and abroad. His English writings have been being published in Synchronized Chaos for seven years. 

Poetry from Faleeha Hassan

Young Central Asian woman with a green headscarf and a dark colored blouse and brown hair and eyes.
Faleeha Hassan
A goat in a cup of tequila

Like a mother of a soldier who is scared of military mail that can disturb her on a quiet night
My heart keeps shaking from the moment you were gone
I lost my secret satisfaction 
With whom will I talk now about my neighbors’ missing cat? 
Who will believe me but you? 
When I say a hungry squirrel’s eyes, only look like a hungry squirrel's eyes?
Who cares about the travail of words that embodied the trembling of the fingers that stuck this goat into the bottom of this cup?
With whom she will share her pent-up screams 
While she -without ears -stands in a cold glass void?
And before all of that, 
Who can accept a drink of tequila in a cup with a goat standing inside it other than you?


Faleeha Hassan is a poet, teacher, editor, writer, and playwright born in Najaf, Iraq, in 1967, who now lives in the United States. Faleeha was the first woman to write poetry for children in Iraq.
She received her master's degree in Arabic literature, and has now published 26 books, her poems have been translated into English, Turkmen, Bosnian, Indian, French, Italian, German, Kurdish, Spain, Korean, Greek, Serbia, Albanian, Pakistani, Romanian, Malayalam, Chinese, ODIA, Nepali and Macedonian language. She is a Pulitzer Prize Nominee for 2018, and a Pushcart Prize Nominee for 2019.
She's a member of the International Writers and Artists Association.
Winner of the Women of Excellence Inspiration award from SJ magazine 2020, and the Winner of the Grand Jury Award (the Sahitto International Award for Literature 2021). She served on the Women of Excellence selection committees for 2023, was a winner of a Women In The Arts award in 2023 and a Member of Who's Who in America 2023. She's on the Sahitto Award's judging panel for 2023 and a cultural ambassador between Iraq and the US. 


Story from Nosirova Gavhar

Central Asian teen girl with straight dark long hair, brown eyes, a blue collared shirt and her head in her hand.
Nosirova Gavhar

Loyalty

- Hello
- Hello, how are you?
- I am fine thank you very much. I thought I would call you in the evening. I congratulate you on your birthday. Happy eighteen years.
- Oh, thank you. When will you come back?  Matchmakers are coming to our house.
- You know I’m on a business trip now. I will leave as soon as I finish my work. Can you promise to wait for me?
- Understood. It’s been twenty years since she said, «Ok, I promise to wait for you.»
The woman’s eyes were still staring at the misty distance of the long endless road.
The young man had a car accident while returning from a trip and left this world already.


Nosirova Gavhar was born on August 16, 2000 in the city of Shahrisabz, Kashkadarya region of Uzbekistan. Today, she is a third-year student of the Faculty of Philology of the Samarkand State University of Uzbekistan. Being a lover of literature, she is engaged in writing stories and poems. Her creative works have been published in Uzbek and English. In addition, she is a member of «All India Council for Development of Technical Skills», «Juntosporlasletras» of Argentina, «2DSA Global Community». Winner of the «Korablznaniy» and «TalentyRossii» contests, holder of the international C1 level in the Russian language, Global Education ambassador of Wisdom University and global
coordinator of the Iqra Foundation in Uzbekistan. «Magic pen holders» talented young group of Uzbekistan, «KayvaKishor», «Friendship of people», «Raven Cage», «The Daily Global Nation», Argentina's «Multi Art-6», Kenya’s «Serenity: A compilation of art and literature by women» contains creative works in the magazine and anthology of poets and writers.

Poetry from Wazed Abdullah

Young South Asian boy with short black hair and a light blue collared shirt.
Wazed Abdullah
The Sky
 
The sky is blue, so wide and high, 
With clouds that float and birds that fly. 
At dawn it glows, at night it's deep, 
Stars come out as we fall asleep. 
The sun climbs up, then slides away, 
The moon and stars begin their play. 
The sky above is always there, 
A part of life, beyond compare.

Wazed Abdullah is a student of grade nine in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.


Poetry from Md Easa Hossain (Subas)

South Asian teen boy with short trimmed brown hair, clean cut, white collared school uniform shirt in a school hallways near windows open to the outside where there are trees.

Memories

Where are the days lost?

Going, memories of golden days.

The happy times are disappearing,

I remember the old memories. 

The times of sitting together, 

And chatting are changing.

How time has passed today,

I have grown up

One of the eternal truths of the world is that,

Life is beautiful if you adapt yourself to each moment.

Md. Easa Hossain (subas) is a student of grade nine in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.

Essay from MD. Rizwan Islam (Talha)

South Asian teen boy with short hair standing outside a school hallway in front of a window. He's in a white collared school uniform shirt.

-MD. Rizwan Islam (Talha)

My Mother

My mother’s name is Mst. Roksana Yesmin. She is 35 years old. She is a M.A. She teaches in a primary school in Dinajpur. After school hours she works at home. She cooks our food. She also looks after my old grandmother and my little sister. She takes care of our health and studies. On holiday, she cooks special dishes for us. She washes the clothes. She keeps the house clean. Sometimes she goes to the market. She also visits relatives. She helps the sick people. In the evening, she watches TV. She spends her free time with us. She remains busy the whole week. No person in the world is like my mother. 

So, I love my mother very much.

MD. Rizwan Islam (Talha) is a student of grade six in Harimohan Government High School, Chapainawabganj, Bangladesh.