Flash Flood

Some parts of the country are inundated
People and cattle are struggling to pass swimming swiftly
Trying their utmost to take shelter on a certain place
Those who fail life stops forever
A few of children and old people are snatched away by the current
The children are like the new flowers to the parents
The pain of losing the relatives
Ignites the suffering to the scale
Life is like a ghost without any certainty
Waves are falling on water, on the hearts to the every one
Some are defeated, some die to the last
The world appears to be a place unknown, hazardous
On the other hand some are collecting money for help
Foods and goods are thrown from the helicopter to the victims
Some are spreading their hands by boats to reach the necessaries
Feni, Cumilla, Noakhali, Laxmipur, Brahmanbaria, Chattogram, Rangamati,
Khagrachhari, Moulvibazar, Habiganj, Sylhet and Cox’s Bazar are the districts
Where this flood kissed all the way
Where my love kiss is very negligible to them.
Ah! Flash flood….

Chapainawabganj,  Bangladesh
28 August, 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 the 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 published in Synchronized Chaos for seven years.

YOUR ABSENCE 

I look at your portrait, 
and I paint a smile with the brightness of your eyes… 
I fall silent when I get home. 
I call you less
I try out discretions
I modify poems
I practice a new now. 
I balance so as not to fall, 
my war sews moons into a flag of truce
Between twilights, fear wants an end of warm sand. 
Maybe I'm not the same, 
Maybe there isn't a maybe that rescues me
With your absence there is no reflection that confirms… 
Not even a piece of truth that shows the sky
My eyes like stones face uncertain futures, 
And they cry inside.


GRACIELA NOEMI VILLAVERDE is a writer and poet from Concepción del Uruguay (Entre Rios) Argentina, based in Buenos Aires She graduated in letters and is the author of seven books of poetry, awarded several times worldwide. She works as the World Manager of Educational and Social Projects of the Hispanic World Union of Writers and is the UHE World Honorary President of the same institution Activa de la Sade, Argentine Society of Writers. She is the Commissioner of Honor in the executive cabinet IN THE EDUCATIONAL AND SOCIAL RELATIONS DIVISION, of the UNACCC SOUTH AMERICA ARGENTINA CHAPTER.

To You 

As the earth thirsts for rain,  
As the sunflower longs for the sun,  
So does my soul yearn for you. 
In every drop, in every ray,  
I see your image, your gentle smile.  
Just as night has its darkness,  
So do I seek the trace of you in my heart. 
As the earth awaits spring,  
As the flower dreams of azure heights,  
My heart, like a swallow, comes to you,  
To love you through the depths of affection. 
In every breeze, I hear your whisper,  
In every leaf, I feel your breath,  
For you are my unrest, from which I suffer,  
My everything, and my eternal fear. 
As the earth thirsts for rain,  
As the sunflower longs for the sun,  
So does my soul yearn for you,  
Dreaming of you, loving you, always listening to you. 


Maja Milojković was born in 1975 in Zaječar, Serbia.
She is a person to whom from an early age, Leonardo da Vinci's statement "Painting is poetry that can be seen, and poetry is painting that can be heard" is circulating through the blood.
That's why she started to use feathers and a brush and began to reveal the world and herself to them.
As a poet, she is represented in numerous domestic and foreign literary newspapers, anthologies and electronic media, and some of her poems can be found on YouTube.
Many of her poems have been translated into English, Hungarian, Bengali and Bulgarian due to the need of foreign readers.
She is the recipient of many international awards.
"Trees of Desire" is her second collection of poems in preparation, which is preceded by the book of poems "Moon Circle". 
She is a member of the International Society of Writers and Artists "Mountain Views" in Montenegro, and she also is a member of the Poetry club "Area Felix" in Serbia.

Lost Eagle

An eagle wants to soar the sky
Yet overwhelmed by the vastness high
Desire to be out of cage so free
Need to be warm and safe in a nest be
An eagle warmed by the golden sun
Yet rash and burns never been fun
Cravings for the sweetness of nectar
Detest the addiction with no holds bar
An eagle flying for desired goal
Yet struggle with currents running afoul
Fight routes twisting gone hayway
Lost in heaven's blind maze way
An eagle no different from the eaglet
An egg lain for business not nature set
Searching beyond reason's mystery
Yet know its wings has no sanctuary
An eagle forever wishing the sky
Yet caged in anchored from flying high
Desire surging wanting to be free
Quite contrarily needing the security in a nest be


End of the Line

In every journey comes the silent cold goal
In every race comes the finishing line
Faced all waves and tides with stronger soul
No regrets, no anger, nothing to whine
With every success and failure, did my best
Cry not, mourn not, it is time for spirit to rest
A warrior is never gone, guide for left behind 
Treasure memories, heart's legacy will find
More pain for loved ones; wish to comfort 
But, heaven's boat awaits for me at the port
Mix not your tears with the lonely rain
Let not our time together be for vain
Farewell, Fare Well
Life has drained my well
Church tolled the big bell
Bidding me the last farewell


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.

1

staggering 

in rising flood water

his empty bottle

something left

a man’s will



— Christina Chin/Uchechukwu Onyedikam




2

exposed wood

of the upholstery 

the cat's claws

a toddler traces

the outline



— Christina Chin/Uchechukwu Onyedikam




3

morning

the snails

after the rain

on the wall

a route



— Christina Chin/Uchechukwu Onyedikam



4

dogs in the 

neighbourhood 

hot afternoon

taking shade

under the bamboo hut



— Christina Chin/Uchechukwu Onyedikam



5

food scraps 

crows on the disused 

telephone cables 

the hour—

after scavenging



— Christina Chin/Uchechukwu Onyedikam

Kidney structure and function

Salokhiddinova Mohichehra O’rol girl

STUDENT OF TASHKENT STATE INSTITUTE OF DENTISTRY

Abstract: In this article, the general appearance, anatomy, location, structure of the kidney, parts of the kidney, blood supply, kidney problems, causes and symptoms are presented in this article.

Key words: Kidney, urinary bladder, tube, corpuscles, extremity, pyramids, renal veins.

Kidneys are very important organs in the body. About a third of all blood from the heart goes to the kidneys for filtering before being pumped to the body’s cells and tissues. When the kidneys fail (kidney failure), it can lead to various complications, such as: swelling or edema of the extremities, pulmonary edema or fluid in the lungs, hyperkalemia or increased potassium, blood, anemia, heart disease and pericarditis, etc.

Kidney anatomy

Location:

The kidneys are located on both sides of the spine, in the retroperitoneal space. Since the liver is located on the right side of the abdomen, above the right kidney, the left kidney is slightly higher than the right.

Structure:

Each of the two bean-shaped organs weighs 125-175 grams and 115-155 grams in males and females, respectively. A kidney is usually about 11-14 centimeters long, 6 centimeters wide, and about 4 centimeters thick.  

Kidneys are protected by fat, muscles and ribs of the back. Perienteric fat, also called the renal fat pad, protects the kidneys from external influences or injury. The kidney has a medial cavity called the xylum, which is the entry and exit point for structures that supply or drain the kidney, such as the kidneys, ureters, vessels, and lymphatics.

Types and problems of kidney diseases

Chronic kidney disease – This is the most common type of kidney disease. When the kidneys stop working for 3 months or more, it is called chronic kidney disease. This is usually caused by high blood pressure in the body. It is very important to maintain the level of blood pressure in the body, because increased blood pressure damages the glomeruli in the kidneys, which leads to kidney failure. The small blood vessels that clean the blood in the kidneys are called glomeruli. Chronic kidney disease can also be caused by diabetes. High sugar levels seriously damage the blood vessels in the kidneys. After the diagnosis of the disease, the patient is recommended to undergo dialysis. Dialysis is a process that helps remove extra waste and fluids from the blood. This process helps the kidneys work better, but cannot cure the disease.

Kidney diseases do not show any symptoms in the early stages, and they appear only in the last stages. Some of the more common symptoms of kidney disease include:

Pressure and pain in the chest.

Bad sleep

Difficulty breathing

Dry and darkened skin

Frequent urination at night

Swelling around the eyes

Loss of appetite

Swelling of ankles and feet

Muscle cramps

Insufficient sleep

Fatigue

Poor concentration

References:

1. Cardiac anatomy/Robert H. Anderson and Anton E. Becker 

2. Atlas of human anatomy/Frank H. Netter

3. https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK470256/

4. Human anatomy/F.N. Bahadirov/”National encyclopedia of Uzbekistan” State Scientific Publishing House/Tashkent-2005

5. Anatomy/A.Ahmedov/T.Sagatov/O’.Mirsharapov/Ijod Print Publishing House/Tashkent-2018

FIT

A cocktail party cruiser,
a broker working the room, 
cornered me and asked,
“What do you do to keep fit?”
“Nothing,” I said. “I’m active
but not for the sake of fitness.
I hunt and fish.”
“Oh,” he replied, “I run.”
He looked at his watch,
touched his wrist as if
to check his standing heart rate,
already looking for another prospect.
“For What?” I asked.
“To keep fit, of course.”
“For what?” I repeated.
He paused, smiled nervously
and cleared his throat.
“So I’ll live longer.”
He was ready to bolt.
“For what?” I asked again.
He drifted off, shaking his head.
He only had wrong answers


Gregg Norman lives and writes in a lakeside cottage in Manitoba, Canada, with his wife and a small dog who runs the joint. His poetry has been placed in journals and literary magazines in Canada, USA, UK, Australia and India.