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Poem: “WHAT I BECOMEโฆ”
Poet: Mustafa Naci รZER.
From: TรRKฤฐYE.
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
When I see your name appear,
All flowers in my heart bloom clear,
New suns rise on my horizonโs line,
Waterfalls inside me shineโ
โI become springโฆ
When I hear your name one day,
Green fields ripple, bend, and sway,
Kites go flying above my head,
Doves nest softly where Iโve bledโ
โI become summerโฆ
When I see you, face to face,
Quakes shake me in their trembling chase,
Hands and lips begin to quiver,
Joy lights up my eyes like silverโ
โI become dayโฆ
When I look at you once more,
Spring blooms gather at my door,
Youโre the fairest, sweetest one,
Eyes that melt beneath the sunโ
โI become drunkโฆ
When I do not see your light,
All my joy fades out of sight,
Curtains close within my eyes,
Shadows swallow all my skiesโ
โMy world turns darkโฆ
When I cannot find your trace,
Dryness claims my veins, my face,
Like a lonely dying tree,
Leafless, branchless left to beโ
โI fadeโฆ I grieveโฆ
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Mustafa Naci รZER.
02.
Poem: “Flowersโ Colour”
Poet: Afroza Jesmine
From: Bangladesh
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Flower whisper in shades the sky;
petals dipped in dawnlight,
It’s as soft as a promise.
It’s as bright as a held breath.
Crimson like a heartbeat rising,
It’s gold like laughter caught in sun,
As like as sweet violet dreaming in quiet corners.
where shadows go to rest.
Each bloomed flower a brushstroke
on the canvas of the day,
And when the wind passes through,
Flower shimmer
like a trembling rainbow chorus,
Telling anyone who listens,
That beauty doesnโt need a reason.
Flowers only need a little room to bloom.
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Afroza Jesmine
03.
Poem: “HAPPINESS IS AROUND US”
Poet: Vo Thi Nhu Mai
From: Australia
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
The wind blows over
inviting us to listen to its soft story
Falling on our shoulder gently
The world is still capable of gentleness
We wonder how to treature those moments
How to enjoy every single bit of the day
So we gather precious time
In a noisy city street or in a tiny corner
Our heart knows the way forward
It paints its own colours across your soul
From each page that opens, a seed sprouts
Happiness rises like a shy new flower
You turn the next page slowly
and the world feels lighter in your hands
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Vo Thi Nhu Mai.
04.
Poem: “Ai”
Poet:EVA Petropoulou Lianou
From: Greece
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
We are humans
Feeling
Growing
Love
Hate
Writing
Dancing
But who is telling you a robot can feel
Who’s is giving the right to the robot to rule the soul
Ai
Full of pieces
Like a huge puzzle
Without soul
Without ethics
Without heart
Stop touch screen
Stop talk to machine
Start going out
Talk to people
Breathe
Breathe
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ EVA Petropoulou Lianou.
05.
Poem: “WHEN THE LEAVES FALL”
Poet:Maria Kolovou Roumelioti.
From: Greece.
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
What beautiful melodies accompany
the days and nights
since we found the path
and walked on the fallen leaves
that kneeled and prayed inhaling
the tears of Heaven
that dripped from the wounds
of an entire forest!….
. Because, we knew that
from the wounds of the trees
myrrh gushes
And Love
cuts Death in two
giving space to life and creation
And let Charon shroud:
Love wraps life
with the joy of birth!
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Maria Kolovou
Bio:Maria Kolovou โ Roumeliotiโง writer, poet, visual artist and long-distance runner-marathon runner. She was born in a small Greek village, where she spent her childhood and teenage years. From a young age she has been involved in painting and writing. she is a member of many Literary and Artistic Clubs and Associations. Her literary and visual works have received honours, praises, medals and prizes. She has combined all her hobbies together and continues her creative path and personal development with consecutive awards and distinctions in all the fields. Many of her works have been included in collective anthologies, literary magazines, newspapers, etc. She has published: 1) The poetry collection: ยซTHE ROSSES OF TIMEยป, 2) the novel ” ALFES”, 3) the collection of short stories ยซTHE GOLD OF MY LANDยป, 4) the prose collection ยซIN THE CATACOMBI OF THE FLESH, 5) and the poetry collections ยซALL NIGHTSยป and 6) ยซHEARTBREAKSยป
06.
Poem: “The Chasm”
Poet: Xrysoula Foufa
From: Greece
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Superfluous words
or deafening silence
create a vast chasm on human hearts
as if an earthquake shakes the earth.
Totally different feelings
tear our mutual world apart.
A cracking noise has been heard.
Communication bridges
have already collapsed.
Consistency is absent.
We choose separate roads to walk
with the fear of falling into the abyss
of the most bitter disillusionment.
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Xrysoula Foufa
Bio:ฮงrysoula Foufa was born in 1971 in Farsala, Greece. I graduated from the Department of English Language and Literature of the Aristotle University of Thessaloniki with honors in 1993 and then worked as a tutoring school owner for 6 years. After that, I successfully passed the ASEP exams and was appointed at the high school in Astakos Messolongi. I have been teaching English in the 1st General Lyceum of Farsala since 2000. I attended various seminars on English as well as on psychology and environmental protection issues.I love literature, poetry, travelling and dancing.Poetry prizes have been awarded to me in national and global poetry competitions so far and have been included in poetic anthologies, magazines, newspapers.I am an elected vice mayor in my town. I was the president of a local club concerning Epirus traditions and customs (2018-2024).I am a member of the Board of the Academy of Farsala and the Chess Association of Farsala .I have got three children.
07.
Poem: “The child residing deep inside me”
Poet: Abdel Latif Moubarak
From: Egypt
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
The child residing deep inside me,
When fear ignites, blazes with delight,
Shattering every frame,
Out into the street, he openly proclaims
His right to taste a morsel of truth.
With utter innocence, he’d plead with the sun’s rays,
As they arrived to confiscate tomorrow’s darkness.
He never knew that the morrow,
Lying slain on the heart’s threshold,
Was already sacrificed.
The child residing deep inside me,
Quietly gathers fragments from the shadow
Of the girl fallen from the window of desire.
He passes from beneath the navel,
To the furthest lip at the edge of the house,
Retreating to the corner, at the furthest bank,
And in the dark rooms, he rattles
Matchboxes.
The child residing deep inside me,
Has but one hand,
With it, he gathers the world before him,
Drawing it in clusters.
And within his notebook of dreams,
He scribbles, then redraws.
The child residing deep inside me,
Is inherently stubborn.
He demolishes every dream in an instant,
The moment he awakens
To a new dawn,
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Abdel Latif Moubarak
08.
Poem: “The Deceit of the Journey”
Name : Sajid Hussain
From: Pakistan
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
I returned empty handed from fulfillmentโs silent sanctuary,
Though adorned with insight, I touched not sacred truth,
With steadfast tread I climbed triumphโs towering illusion,
Mistaking vain success for lifeโs sovereign culmination.
That which I crowned as victory was inner void,
While perceived defeat revealed veiled divine ascendancy,
Through boundless spans of becoming I wandered estranged,
Mistaking fleeting milestones for eternal resting abodes.
The final anchor lay shrouded in misted obscurity,
Yet I declared myself whole amidst spectral delusion,
Mind forged illusions clasped me in silent bondage ,
A fugitive of time, adrift through vanishing instants.
Shelters shifted, destinations dissolved without farewell,
Each threshold led toward another unnamed departure,
Fatigue etched its weight within my aching marrow,
And I sought shade beneath illusionโs transient grace.
Yet the mirage multiplied, the path stretched unyielding,
And life dissolved beneath duskโs encroaching veil,
The light withdrew, the horizon cloaked in silence,
Far from the verity I once presumed to possess.
Now I yearn to return to originโs lost flame,
Perhaps the first step bore truthโs hidden dwelling,
That forsaken threshold, shunned in hungerโs pursuit,
May hold the essence eclipsed by wandering desire.
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Sajid Hussain from Pakistan
Bio:
Dr. Sajid Hussain, born on February 1, 1969, in Morgah, Rawalpindi, Pakistan, is a distinguished poet, educator, and advocate for literature. He holds memberships in global literary organizations and has received numerous accolades, including the Shahitya Pata Award and the Rabindranath Tagore Memorial Literary Honours. He has authored acclaimed works and contributed to international anthologies. A senior Chemistry teacher and Master Trainer in “Low Cost and No Cost Science Material, ” Dr. Hussain is also a homeopathic doctor and former principal. His poetry, often focused on humanity and nature, is widely published and translated. Dr. Hussain is a committed advocate for global understanding, cultural exchange, and social justice, using his platform to inspire positive change and foster dialogue. Dr. Sajid Hussain is the author of several acclaimed books and has co-authored numerous international anthologies. His notable works include: 1. Acquits of Life 2. Parlance 3. Cloud Nine Fantasia 4. Oceanic Upwelling5. Waves and Rays of the Life 6 . Insight Beyond the Mists 7. Life’s Chaos on Edge. 8 . Shades of pathos He has also contributed to and co-authored various international anthologies, including:
1. Flowers of Love 2. Arabian Nights 3. Poets for Peace 4. The Candles of Hope. 5. Poetry Collection. 6. Poetry for Ukraine.7.The Silk Road Literature 8. Ancient Egyptians Modern Poets. 9. Mediterranean Waves. 10. Peace and Love Make Society 11. Rhapsodies. 12. Dandelions: Multiverse of Poets and so many other.Additionally, he compiled Pakistani English Poets Prodigy, which was published in the USA. Dr. Hussain’s books and anthologies cover themes such as love, peace, resilience, and the human condition. His works are known for their profound empathy and eloquence, reflecting a deep understanding of the human experience. His poetry has been featured in prominent international magazines and websites, and he has penned over 1400 poems, published in more than 300 world anthologies and magazines, translated into several major languages.
09.
Poem: “Hard and Tired Journey of Life:”
Poet: Til Kumari Sharma
From: Nepal
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Climbing and climbing I never fall in ditch.
But to much I felt tired.
Life is such journey of success.
It wins against death.
It is the life path to select one.
The artistic journey of life is very artful.
The sunshine is here.
The light is spreading to teach.
The journey with book and art is praiseworthy only by wise people.
The travelling by foot with books in hand and bag is with hard struggle.
The sunshine is remaining there.
It has hidden light of mine.
But people tell it as work of insanity.
Because they donโt know art of journey.
They have not done struggle enough.
So, journey is hard but successful.
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Til Kumari Sharma
10.
Poem: “THE SUNSHINE”
Poet: SHAIP Z. ZEQIRI
From: Albania.
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
We all know the sun is above the clouds
And we are looking for our rouds…
So long we walk on our narrow paths,
There is not any maths.
Solong is so much smog and fog,
We can’ t find the real way,
I don’ t prefer barking as a dog,
But the life comes from Sun’ s ray.
Everything after the rain,
Will be alive and green as in the Spring,
We like freedom and peace winning
All over the world,
With equality…
I don’ t know any better word
To call for reall humanity!
I was realy too sick
And the heavy rain,
Made more than tired my brain.
As we fly above the clouds,
We just can imagine the rouds
And as dreaming can see the reality,
But in the practice we need more humanity!
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ SHAIP Z. ZEQIRI
Bio: SHAIP Z. ZEQIRI 10.MAY.1959 He was born in a small romantic village in Orllan as ninth child in the family. As poor boy he finished elementary and secondry school in his birthplace. After that he studied in the Philosiphic University of Prishtina. He was activ on the student’s movement for human’ s rights and equality with other nations. He escaped from the brutal regime and went as political refugee in Europa. He was adopted from Amnesty Inrernational with center in London.
In meantime he turned back to Albanian Country and worked for ATSH ( Albanian Telegraphic Agency) as a translater.
He was active on KLA ( Kosova Liberation Army). After NATO came and protected the people, he was graduated as a teacher and worked more than twenty years on that ocupations. On his old age he writes poetry and short stories. He brings opinions the most of his experience. His dreams are real freedm; equality; peace; independence and humanity.
11.
Poem: “YOU WILL CRY THE YEARS”
Poet : Kujtim Hajdari
From: Albania
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
You will shed bitter tears for the years,
That today drowns them in drink and drugs,
Your youthful pain, impoverished youth,
Diminishes and dies like a piece of wood.
To the blooming mimosa, with the scent of spring,
You step away, as if from fear of fire, even from the girls,
The girls with sparkling eyes and the sun on their foreheads,
Alcohol and drugs hide them in the mire of Hell.
They squeeze the days into the sunset of dreams,
The pleasures of life in a bed of bum,
You die them with pain like fragments of legends,
And mystery covers the sky of your eyes.
Oh, handsome lad with a frail body,
Who wouldn’t be enchanted by your beauty,
Beauty that burns and cries with tears,
Which woman wouldn’t be captivated by your body?
Her gentle voice awakens dreams,
And stirs fragments of longing in your heart.
Just a little yearning from your soul is enough,
Give to her with words, heart, and soul and call her.
When your hair turns grey and the years weigh you down,
(If one day you manage to conquer yourself)
You will lose in the pain of wounds that drip,
Only wrinkles of your soul will remain through time.
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Kujtim Hajdari.
12.
Poem: “Birds of the Fading November”
Poet : Lakshmi Kant Mukul
From : India
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
From the womb of winter,
they arrive
the birds of the fading November day
When the rice fields begin to sing
with the sound of sickles and laughter
they are already at the riverbank,
humming their ancient tunes.
Their red beaks
a flicker of fire
caught on a thorn of babool
As dusk descends,
they rush toward the sky
their cries spilling over the fields
and that red
that restless, trembling red
slips quietly
into our sun-dried clothes
In the flowing water,
among the floating ears of rice
they trace
the forgotten paths of the land
The village turns dark,
the seven-tree pond tastes of sweetness and cold;
their beaks glisten
like a forest of flaming tesu,
as if the forehead of the east
were flushed with a secret dawn.
And when twilight folds itself
around the huts and the hay
the chiridah fills, all at once
with waves of red
a nest swelling
with the fever of flight.
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Lakshmi Kant Mukul.
13.
Poem: “Chilly winter Night “
Poet: Rajeshri Senapati Gogoi
From: India
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Oh , the lovely winter
I enjoy the calm beauty
Of the chilly evening,
blossoming fragrance
of flowers in the meadows.
Oh, the chilling winter night
May the moonlight
Bring sweetness to my
Wonderful dreams.
I feel stay bundled
And blessed this winter
In the arms of my beloved
In the cozy blanket.
Send me warmth and
soft dreams tonight.
May my dreams sparkle
like winter snow under
The moonlight
May the winter chill
Bring calm and peaceful sleep .
Drifting away into dreams
Like snowflakes floating
In the winter sky.
The stars twinkling
as if, like the fairy lights
Above my bed in the ceiling.
Oh, the winter night
Give me a peaceful sleep
Until, I wake up and see
The sunlight within
The midst of the fogging mist.
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Rajeshri Senapati Gogoi
Bio: Rajeshri Senapati Gogoi, is a Poet, Writer and Translator. She works as a Upper Division Assistant in the F&A Branch. Secretary, Rivers and Women Dibrugarh City Committee. President, Dibrugarh Kumaronisiga Branch, Assam Recitation and Culture Council. Jeuti Aloyoi, Associate Secretary, Literature Assistant Secretary -Jeuty Moral Moina Parijat Organizing Secretary, Assam Sahitya Seva Manch Poetry, singing, Reciting and translating is her work for passion She have translated Shrimad Bhagavad Geeta in simple Assamese language about 700 Slokas. She works internationally , an Ambassador of Peace in the field of literature for the upliftment of the writers and poets . She also works as Admin and moderators in various groups.
14.
Poem: “EDGE OF CHAOS
Poet: Achiri Neolla Nzouboseh.
From: Cameroon
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
In the stillness of an unusually quiet night
Only the hissing sounds of bitter cold could be heard.
With night shadows tightly fastened in their sheets
Going into introspection.
But This calmness couldn’t touch her
Standing at the edge of a cliff
With emotions bottled and eruption just a matter of course
Aimlessly prowling the realm of chaos, emptiness and confusion
Depression sets in… Is numbing these feelings possible?
Lost in this tsunami
She kept on advancing ready to end it all
But yet again courage left her half. Hahaha
With a broken and despaired soul,
She cried out: COWARD
And in that darkness I’m torn –
To be thankful or to be disheartened ?
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Achiri Neolla Nzouboseh.
Bio: I’m ACHIRI NEOLLA NZOUBOSEH, I’m a Cameroonian and I’m 19 years old. Hope you’d find this part of me interesting, Edge of chaos.
15.
Poem: “Immortal Voices of Gen Z”
Poet: Ansu Bhatt.
From:Nepal
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
The hands once rose to hold pens,
To write lessons, to chase dreams-
Today, those same hands rise
Against correcption, nepotism, and greed.
Children once shielded from family debates,
Now march with voices sharper than bullets,
Buying a Nepali flag with their morning meal,
Stepping onto the streets
Just to prove they exist in this world.
But they are not gone.
No, they have become immortal โ
National lovers,
Guardians of tomorrows hope.
Their sacrifice is etched
In the history of our land,
In the cries for justice,
In the wish for a corruptions- free Nepal.
They died not for themselves,
But for us all-
For a new fate,
For a future where dreams
Do not end in blood.
We salute them,
The sons and daughters of this soil,
The voices of Gen Z โ
Gone to soon,
Yet forever alive,
Immortal in the heart of Nepal.
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Ansu Bhatt.
16.
Poem: “What is LOVE?”
Poet:Eliazah Ochieng
From: Kenyan
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Is it the Julie-Romeo myth
The glance at the prairie
Citing symphony of poems
Under the hazy shade tree?
Is it the heroe’s Villain plight
Where death is a sense of duty
And masters die for servants
For a mystical eternal reign?
Is it the orthodox malignant
Where the will to live lies
on the solemn hands of virtue
Where to live and to die
is a clit of favor?
What is Love?
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Eliazah Ochieng
Bio: Hi, I’m Eliazah Ochieng, a 24-year-old Kenyan with a passion for shaping young minds as a teacher. When I’m not in the classroom, you can find me lost in a good book or crafting poetry. I’m also an aspiring author, working on bringing my creative ideas to life. I’m excited to see where my journey takes me!”
17.
Poem: “In the Corridors of Dreams”
Poet: Saeeda Akhtar
From: Pakistan
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
In the quiet corridors of slumber,
my soul unfolds its hidden rooms,
where shadows whisper forgotten truths,
and silent rivers carry the weight of unspoken desires.
Each dream, a fragile mirror,
reflecting fragments of my eternal self,
the laughter I lost, the tears I never shed,
the love that bloomed in secret gardens of my heart.
I wander through these fleeting visions,
and in their delicate illusions,
I recognize the infinity within me,
the boundless light that neither time nor fear can dim.
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธSaeeda Akhtar.
18.
Poem: “CHILDREN SUPPORT”
Poet: Daniel omar
From: Malawi
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
In streets of despair they toil and sigh
Their childhood lost their future dry
Forced to work, their hands so small
Their dreams and hopes like autumn’s fall
Their eyes once bright now dim and grey
Their laughter silenced their play
Their books and pencils replaced with pain
Their innocence lost in labor’s stain
Their small hands, that once held mother’s care
Now grasp tools, that leave them bare
Their future uncertain their present dire
Their childhood, a distant fading fire
Children support a tool to hold on.
ยฉ๏ธยฉ๏ธ Daniel omar.
19.
Poem: “THE SIMPLE CONFESSION!”
Poet:Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai
From: India.
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
I have been waiting for you for long
The night is picking up the dreams
How long I should hold on both lips
The words my heart wishes to speak
How many sleepless nights I shall pass
Before I do place the simple confession
I like you and I do love you the most
My heart will be pleased with the thought
Finally I wonder if you feel the way I feel
So restless is the night of tranquility
I have been waiting for you for long .
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai
20.
Poem: Poetry Education
Poet: Dr. Debabrata Maji
From: India
Primelore Published Date: 25 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Around the globe
Languages are entwine,
A single thread of verse
Has a common sign.
From ancient sonnets
Its haikus so brief,
Each culture has voice
Have a unique relief.
Each verse has a window
Where the world is not known,
It shares the experience
Seeds of empathy are sown.
No longer strangers
Be travellers we become,
In the symphony of verse
Has spirits to overcome.
The boundaries are fade
And borders disappear,
International Poetry Education
It brings us ever near.
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Dr. Debabrata Maji
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