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01.
Poem: “THERE MUST BE SOMEONE”
Poet: MUSTAFA NACฤฐ รZER.
From: TรRKฤฐYE.
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
There must be someone to love,
whose nearness brings you peace above.
There must be someone to adore,
to pour your heartโs pure spring once more.
There must be someone, warm and true,
whose eyes reveal the world to you;
whose smile brings joy to all your days,
whose words bring calm in gentle ways;
whose dimple blooms like flowers bright,
and fills your soul with sweet delight.
There must be someone, kind and fair,
who gives each moment meaning rare;
whose songs grow tall, whose tunes entwine,
whose gaze holds heavenโs grand design;
whose smile turns angel, soft and kind,
and folds you in her wings, confined.
There must be one who loves you deep,
whose touch can wake your heart from sleep;
who adds new life to all you are,
and lights your path, your guiding star.
There must be someone โ itโs true โ
whose very beingโs life for you;
who loves beyond both soul and boneโฆ
There must be one โ and only one.
ยฉยฎ Mustafa Naci รzer
02.
Poem: “Nature and My Soul”
Poet: Afroza Jesmine.
From: Bangladesh
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
In dawnโs soft hush
when light is thin;
The trees breathe out,
I breathe them in;
A quiet pact of leaf and bone
Where natureโs pulse becomes my own.
The river hums its silver tune
A whispered song to sun and moon,
It stirs the chambers of my chest
And lulls my restless thoughts to rest.
Mountains rise like ancient prayers
Their granite calm dissolves my cares;
I stand beneath their patient height
And feel my shadows turn to light.
The wind, a wandering songwriter
Opens my heart like an unlocked door;
It carries truths I used to fear;
Yet somehow sound like hope up here.
And so I walk, and so I find
That nature knows my secret mind;
For in its wild and wordless role,
It tends the garden of my soul.
ยฉยฎ Afroza Jesmine.
03.
Poem: โATHENS AT NIGHTโ
Poet: Vo Thi Nhu Mai.
From: Australia.
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
the night in Athens feels composed
as if a thought were walking
the stones thundered with revolt
moistured like the rain had visited
someone brushing past my step
romantic Byron is remembered
a poet forged of fire and fault
still haunting of human temperance
the columns keep their solemn watch
like Saints who never slumber
I lift my eyes, the sky permits
in the starless night I wonder
guided by Iakovos Theras
along the wind, Byron has not perished
for memory is a stubborn Flame
he cherished for Greece with all his heart
ยฉยฎ Vo Thi Nhu Mai.
04.
Poem: “A Womanโs Cry”
Poet: Tanja Atic, “
From: Serbia/Canada
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Cries will frighten the birds
and will be heard across the planet,
in the sky and on the earth.
The cries of a woman, the cries of womenโ
to preserve the future for children,
for nature, for animals, for survival.
Cries will frighten the birds,
of which there are fewer and fewer in the world,
just like animals, fish, and insects.
The world is falling apart.
The women of the Earth will defend
the planet from destruction.
Because no one else will.
Everyone else has fallen silent.
ยฉยฎ Tanja Atic,
05.
Poem: “THE PATH TO HAPPINESS”
Poet: Maja Milojkoviฤ
From: Serbia
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Imagine a world where every morning smells of gratitude,
where hands are raised not to harm, but to embrace.
Where words are not weapons, but seeds of understanding,
and every glance becomes a prayer of silence and peace.
In that world, the old walk upright โ
for the young have not forgotten them,
but follow their steps with respect.
Children play on green fields, pure of heart,
while bees whisper to them the secrets of flowers,
and the trees grow tall,
toward a sky that finally breathes without smoke or pain.
Rivers flow clearer than ever,
carrying songs of gratitude to the earth,
each drop of water knowing its name,
each spring shining like a prayer of life.
No one measures the worth of life in gold,
but in kindness that glows from within.
Hunger is a forgotten word,
for every table is sacred,
and every heart an open temple.
Imagine cities that sing softly,
where streets smell of hopes planted by human hands,
where people have understood that the earth is a mother,
not a servant.
That the bee is an angel,
and the forest โ a cathedral of light.
And if we decided,
just once, all together,
to be thankful for every breath,
for every drop of water,
for every living being โ
the world would change.
Evil would lose its home,
and happiness would find its path โ
among us.
For the path to happiness does not lead through struggle,
but through understanding.
Not through power,
but through gentleness.
Not through walls,
but through hands that plant,
and eyes that see the good.
Let the poem come alive.
Let it echo softly,
in every person who dares
to believe โ
that the world can still be beautiful.
ยฉยฎ Maja Milojkoviฤ
06.
Poet: Elpiola Lluka
Poem: “The Power Of Words”
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
They thought the words are like shooting,
when you speak them without thinking…
The kindness lost its rooting,
while fake merits there are sinking.
They thought the knowledge is taken with act,
but thousand words have weight in real!
Ignorance goes so far in fact,
when waves of egoism the power steal!
Everything that people say nowadays,
is valuable into a world of dreaming!
The wisdom stays out of our ways,
and future without words is screaming…
ยฉยฎ Elpiola Lluka, Albania .
07.
Poem: “Happy Dreams”
Poet: Abdel Latif Moubarak
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
The heart speaks, “dum dum dum,”
And love comes out of a flask.
For you is the life that draws
Happy dreams that please me so.
Happy dreams that picture
My entire past life, now changed.
My coming life, with you, will light
The darkness of my torment and despair.
Gather the joy before it passes,
The harvest of happiness it gives.
It grows sweet in your clarity, and I no longer wish
To bring back a single year from my life.
Happy dreams, in them, is all yearning,
You are the bliss that waters them.
You are the song and the sweetest meanings,
Happy dreams that please me so. ยฉยฎ Abdel Latif Moubarak
08.
Poem: “Zero Hunger”
Poet: Daniel omar
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Empty plates, a sorrowful sight
Stomachs crying, day and night
A world of want, in endless pain
Where hunger bites, and hope’s in vain
Seeds of change, let’s sow with care
Nourish the body, show we dare
Hands that feed, hearts that share
Together we rise, with love and air
Crumb by crumb a meal at a time
We’ll end the struggle, make it rhyme
Zero hunger, a goal to reach
A world of plenty within our grasp and speech.
ยฉยฎ Daniel omar
09.
Poem: “The Moon”
Poet: Mr Anil Kumar Mishra
From: India ,odisha
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
The moon’s gentle glow, a reflection so fine,
A symbol of purity, in the heart’s darkest mine.
We yearn to connect with its silvery light,
To let its peace and calm, soothe our soul’s plight.
With every phase, it guides us on our way,
A constant friend, through life’s joys and dismay.
We talk to the moon, and it whispers back,
A language known to the heart, a love that’s on track.
Its light on the waves, a dance so divine,
A symphony of shadows, a beauty so sublime.
The poets write of its charm, in verse so true,
A reflection of love, that shines pure and new.
Let’s cherish this bond, this friendship so rare,
With the moon’s gentle light, that shows us we care.
I love you, moon, more than words can say,
A constant companion, in life’s journey, every day.
ยฉยฎ Mr Anil Kumar Mishra
10.
Poem: โ Death as Ultimate Lightโ
Poet:Til Kumari Sharma.
From: West Nepal
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Death finishes endurance.
It kills hard struggle.
It makes us new comer.
Transformation is here.
Death is not completion.
It is the side birth of everyone.
So, feel free if death arrives.
Death is beauty of grave.
It is harmony of life.
It is sunshine in the hardness of life.
So, death is easy friend.
ยฉยฎ Til Kumari Sharma
11.
Poem: “The Sneer of Loss”
Poet: Ahmed Farooq Baidoon.
From: Egyptian
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Be those sentiments fleeting in that sultry garment vex,
that scythe of bygone in jubilant memorial stand,
uneasily cutting those braided tumultuous celestial hand,
Here I go, a vicar of the unknown realm,
Wandering through the Orcs’ and Gollems’ shack,
A boulevard of nowhere till I find the sun of payback,
No more fib! a helpless stature shape, forging crumbs of me,
Burnt and depleted in pursuit of ecstacy,
The spheres of my prodigy dodecahedronโlet alone convoluted,
In the land of wonders and meaninglessness wherein polluted,
Nothing but howling dogs, swarming herds and earthquake stampede,
That Mother Nature shall have its say:
Beware of the truth untold, you’d better not to stay,
That solitary hermit in an altar, under Providence might,
If only he could’ve much muckle of time for insight,
That hoax of eternity of a sinful humanity;
Isn’t it a heavenly judicial cloak to apply law of security?
That quill subdued to forays of unwanted rains;
Of undulating waves of my lively plains,
And I โsuccumbed to a distorted worthy scroll,
Shan’t I borrow a life raft stranded in a rehabilitation sanctuary survivors’ toll?!
ยฉยฎ Ahmed Farooq Baidoon .
12.
poem: In the Concept of Dawn
Poet: Prof. Dr. Jรณzef Tomoล
From: Poland
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
The day passes in a wind
delicate as a thought
singing in the emanation
of emotions
passing
like a sigh whispering
in the dimension of a dedication
contemplating maturity
on the trail of awakenings
ยฉยฎ Prof. Dr. Jรณzef Tomoล
Bio:
Prof. Dr. Amb. Jรณzef Tomoล a poet from Golcowa, born in 1961, is the author of the poetry collection “In the Rocking Hamaku Myลli” (Thoughts in a Rocking Hammock) and co-author of 32 anthologies of the 5 Almanacs. He writes satire and a variety of poems for both adults and children. He has received recognition and awards in numerous international and national poetry and satirical competitions. He publishes his poems online on international and national poetry portals, including Edux Edukacja, Brzozowiana pl, Bezkres, Poezje pl., in Wiadomoลci Brzozowskie, the Brzozowska Gazeta Powiatowa (Brzozรณw County Gazette), and on Facebook. His poems have been read on Radio VIA, Radio Rzeszรณw, Radio Poznaล, Radio Koszalin, on the Internet Radio, on Radio Ty i Ja, and Sigma, and projected onto walls on Bracka Street in Krakow. His poems have also been published in the Vatican and Washington. He was interviewed in the weekly “Nowe Podkarpacie” and the monthly “Wiadomoลci Brzozowskie.”
He was a guest on the hour-long program “ลlady Pegaza” (Traces of Pegasus) on Polish Radio Rzeszรณw. He was named Personality of the Year 2018 in the Nowiny 24 poll in the culture category. He placed first at the district level and third at the provincial level. Associated with the Zgrzyt Poetic Movement. He is a member of the Association of Artists and Writers of the World, an International Ambassador of Peace, an Official Gold Member of Caro Poks Shri Pakubuwono K. Princess Dayu Kencana Soekarno, honored three times with the title of Doctor honoris causa, he received the Honorary Title of Doctor of Humanities from the University of Pixston Church and the Honorary Title of Professor of Literature and Science, the Certificate of Cooperation awarded to scientists and personalities, the title of Doctor honoris causa in health sciences, education and general cultural studies awarded by Imperial-Majesty Princess Dayu Kancena Soekarno (UN). He received a Volunteer ID (UN), ID card and certificate. Unicef Membership Card Unesco today the world, He is a Member of the Peace Non-Governmental Organization (in the world) Professor Humanitarian Doctor
Honorary title for members of the United Nations, Lecturer in the Department of Philosophy and Poetry, PDKS ROS PBX ALEXANDRINA VICTORIA II INTERNATIONAL UNIVERSITY. His poems are published in the prestigious newspaper The Daily Global Nation, he participates in international anthologies published in world literature, and he has been awarded and recognized with numerous Diplomas and Certificates in the literary world of culture.
13.
Poem: “In Love and Truth”
Poet: Mustafa Abdulmalek Al-Sumaidi
From: Yemen
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
I have loved you, so hear my call:
I have read you in tales long told
The words of verse I mastered all
The grace of Rose I grasped as gold
Shall you not, in pride, be taken
As though you are the truth I found
Among the truths of things forsaken?
I have two arms to wrap you round
To your one truth I shall depart
Where love so trueโverse, tales, and Roseโ
May hold such space for open heart
To rest and there in comfort doze
Come nigh, I sigh for days gone by
And walk with me, let love forgive
Then light my path before I die
And grant the peace that helps me live
ยฉยฎ Mustafa Abdulmalek Al-Sumaidi
14.
Poet: Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai
Poem: “IT NEVER BREAKS !”
From: India.
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Different colours do form my life
Without joy or peace, it falters
Winning or losing just part of life
The stubbornness and happiness
Fragile and as delicate as mirror
As and when our breaths do unite
We can surpass any odd situation
For our relationship never breaks.
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai
15.
Poem: “Prayer of Words”
Poet: Muammar Al Sufyani.
From: Yemen.
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
From the homeland of yesterday, I come to you, O tomorrow
Do not ask me what I carry with me..
“He who has God as his goal, life is not a stealthy approach to the unknown, but..
It is a clear path to eternity.
One era kills another…
And the word of truth with God is a state that does not die in the dagger of clay.
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Muammar Al Sufyani.
16.
Poem: โCruel Lovers ๆฎ้
ทๆไบบโ
Poet: Chen Hsiu-chen ้ณ็ง็.
From: Taiwan.
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Night sky is a grand prison
to imprison the moon child,
all stars blink innocent eyes, obviously
willing to be as female prisoners.
In the concentration camp of garden
the children of trees and herbs are imprisoned,
while the flowers are obviously pleasant
to have heavy makeup respectively
striving for favor of people and God.
The fences along coast
stop the waves from coming ashore
but the waves clap in chorus
with the shore day and night.
Oh, my Neruda,
the lovers walk hand in hand
through so cruel scenery
without a little bit of mercy
within their hearts.
๏ผEnglish Translation by Lee Kuei-shien๏ผ
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Chen Hsiu-chen
17.
Poem: “Citrus Sections”
Poet: Ruby Kaila Malhotra.
From: Canada.
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Weathered Thirst, A Miffed Cliche Suspended In
Timelessness, A Facade, Light, Years, Ahead Of
My Time, Serenading, Square Trite?
Colloquialisms, Trudging Dreamily,
Mysteriously Demystified, A Cascade Of
Lush Moments, An Ode To Foliage-Dotted
Streaming
. Truck Maple Clock And, Fog Forest And
Data
Feeling Savage Strength Of.f Brute In,, Every Thew
Cradled In, Customized, Spontaneity, Primed With
Sobriety, Stars, Pinnacl’d, With, Grow, Flaunting Lo
Sunset’s Vanished Garnet, I, Soar, Silvered Steeps
. Summer’d Emanations, Poetic,,, Juxtaposition, Like A
River, Two-Piece, That, Mirrors Yin Yang, Reflecting In
Synergy Tosses, Between Airy Fashion,,,, Ethereal Art.
An Aberration Framed By A Grove Of Emerald Moods
Staccato Quietude & Me.
Just Me Myself & I ?
And YOU, Wee,, Oval Golden Ratio?
. Consummated Pips, Deliriously Ecstatic.
And Progenies Articulate Introspective Inlays
. Reigning Clouds Surf Break At Recalls Fed Dreams
A Rummaging, Chintzy Lake Stilling, Her, Mirror To,
Resplendent Snow Framing,,, A Rootless Image It’s Heart
. All That Chatter A Crushing Of Depart
. Kumquats And Grape Fruits, Portion Gingers Lending
Cedar Structures Years Maturing Yestered Affectations
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Ruby Kaila Malhotra.
18.
Poem: โWith Emptiness Dream Came The Fall”
Poet: Lulzim Hajdari
From – Albania.
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
With emptiness dream came the fall,
The dew my soul has touched,
Moonlight was hidden in dark,
Sunrays went down twilight crouched.
With waterdrops all twigs are
As the tear faded away,
Broken leaves became wet,
Fallen above my ego and slay.
Shattered luck abandoned us,
along the endless shore,
Greyish, full of wrinkles I got old,
Tired and never stop to explore.
(translated and edited by Elpiola Lluka)
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Lulzim Hajdari
19.
Poem: “INFINITE LOVE.”
Poet: Bernardete Cavalcanti
From: Brazil
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
I listen attentively to the sound of the sea.
The night is warm and there is a gentle breeze in the air.
However, alone in my little corner , thinking
I know I can’t wait for you any longer.
Time has passed so quickly and everything is in the past.
There hasn’t been time for me to adapt yet.
I miss you because you were always by my side.
After the storm of nostalgia came a new love and a languid fantasy,
that slowly embraced my senescent heart.
There are now laughs that insist on spreading.
I hear voices amalgamated and sweet smells of petals of roses falling from the sky.
I smile and now I feel happier and more content.
From here I will leave and I will always have a new future where the luminous rays of the sun’s beam will always leave a trace of happiness!
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Bernardete Cavalcanti.
20.
Poem: “WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME HERE?”
Poet: Kujtim Hajdari
From: Albania
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
In the gentle morning breeze, you are wandering,
Somewhere, maybe caressing a lily with your eyes,
With those eyes you left here, in the air,
And I, sitting on the threshold, follow your image.
Oh, perhaps you tend a rose with love, gently,
With the love that cries deep in my soul.
A sweet song of ours in the air or an idyllic sound,
Calls and caresses you longingly in a memory.
Maybe you want to caress with those eyes,
A bird that flaps its wings near you and chirps.
That might be something that he brings to you,
A little floral scent or a drop of ruby dew.
Perhaps, the thoughts through the teeth heโs chewing,
A piece of song with a voice as sweet as a canary.
Why did you leave me wandering here, waiting,
To talk today with the winds that come and go?
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Kujtim Hajdari
21.
Poem: “The daughter torn”
Poet: Anika Zerin.
From: Bangladesh/live in Poland.
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
When I left my parents threshold, the door whispered my departure,
carrying my childhood, my parentsโ love, and my sistersโ hugs.
I longed to return, but life swept me away.
In a new house, I laid bricks of duty, love, and tireless labor.
I wander my parentsโ halls, where memories wait like treasures.
Laughter and love lie frozen there, preserved like a museum.
I grow nostalgic, then step back into the rhythm of my days.
Daddyโs girls inhabit two realms, neither fully their own.
I carry both worlds within me,suspended between past and present.
And I ask, in the silence between homes,
where does the heart find peace?
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Anika Zerin Chowdhury
Bio:
Anika Zerin Chowdhury is an educator and poet whose love for words began at the reciting school in Chattagram, where her passion for poetry first took shape. She holds an MA in Education from Wrexham University, UK, and currently teaches at an IB school. Anikaโs poetry draws inspiration from everyday life, nature, and human emotions. Alongside writing, she is also an actress who has worked on several international projects. Outside her creative pursuits, Anika enjoys traveling, reading, and spending quality time with her family.Originally I am from Bangladesh. I moved to uk 17 years before for my university, currently I live in Poland.
22.
Poem: “I will paint you with words”
Poet: Valentina Yordanova .
From: Accordia (Bulgaria)
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
I will paint with words my love,
But that one – sincere, big and tender.
We reflect in it. This is our world.
There under starfalling we stay with wishes.
I will paint it within blooming flowers.
And I will fill it with sun rays.
It will be hot weather for us. No winter.
Then I will sprinkle it with lime blossom.
To keep loveโs lasting fragrance,
Which the flower will envy and adorn.
And white doves for luck will fly.
I will spray it with drops of sadness.
With a grey color of clouds and fog
And then with a prayer I call for the rain.
But that one – from the sea and Juneโs summer.
And I immerse her in hot nights of passion.
With tender melody of love sounds.
And we decorate the silence only for us.
We love each other. Our love is fiery element.
The dawn in the morning cries for us.
She remains unloved every night.
Translated by Dessy Tsvetkova
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Valentina Iordanova
23.
Poem : “AN ARTIST”
Poet: Shaip Zeqir Zeqir
From: Albenia
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
I am sorry, I can’ t find The Sun,
Maybe it’ s hidden under the clouds.
By us we have rain…
That Poem mybe wos only in my brain.
I didn’ t want to be so late,
But the frozen winter I hate!
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Shaip Zeqir Zeqir
24.
Poem: “FLOODING MY MEADOWS”
Poet: Irena Jovanoviฤ .
From: Serbia.
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Your rains
are flooding
meadows of my soul
with opulence
of life-giving elements
shiny diamond sparkles
unstoppably giving new birth
to my vast entireness
again and again
again and again
nourishing colorful flowers
making all soft and green
all elegant blades of grass
of my insatiable soul
o, sweet, pure Lord of mine
my only, divine maintainer
disperse Your mercy all around
shower Your love
open Your inexhaustible clouds
and flood, flood, flood
flood all thirsty meadows
tiny meadows of my soul
ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธ Irena Jovanoviฤ .
25.
Poem: “Peace” Poet: EVA Petropoulou Lianou ๐ฌ๐ท
From: Greece.
Primelore Published Date: 18 November, Tuesday, 2025.
Smile
Danse
Peace we need
Peace we love
Why the war is so important
Why you buy weapons
Peace is important
Peace is the answer
Call for peace my beautiful sister
Call for happiness
In this darc world
Angel calling
For peace and love
Poetry is peace
Welcome to new era with smile
EVA Petropoulou Lianou ๐ฌ๐ท
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