El dolor de esperar
Post Views: 14 Por: Menna Medhat Cuando todos llegaron, fuiste tú quien más esperaba. Cuando todos estaban a mi lado, aún así me sentí sola. Fuiste mi todo, pero desapareciste.…
Pleasant surprises
Post Views: 8 By: Aliaa Fathy Amidst life’s hustle and bustle and pressures, the days gift us pleasant surprises that gladden our hearts. It’s a kind gesture or a sweet…
The meaning of home
Post Views: 15 By: Ameer Ali Home is not merely a place built of walls and roofs; it is the space where the heart feels safe and understood. It lives…
Llama del pasado
Post Views: 13 Por: Menna Medhat Cuando me miro en el espejo, una niña despistada me devuelve la mirada con ojos muy parecidos a los míos, abraza a su muñeca…
What is our fault
Post Views: 7 By: Aliaa Fathy How could we be so easily dismissed? How could anyone take our pain so lightly? What have we done to deserve this? We’ve been…
Between Ink and Sea
Post Views: 5 By: Ahmed Al-Sheikh Wissam, the writer, sits in a quiet café, greeted by Basma, the journalist, with a smile. Basma: Wissam, I’ve heard a lot about your…
Recompenso mi ausencia
Post Views: 3 Por: Ahmed Alshikh Recompenso mi distracción con un baile al son del consuelo, y reorganizo mi silencio para que no delate mi desgarramiento. Me convendría dejar a…
Loneliness
Post Views: 6 By: Ameer Ali Loneliness is not always the absence of people, but the silence that grows inside when no one truly listens. It walks beside us in…
Meaningless waiting
Post Views: 10 By Ameer Ali Meaningless waiting is not the pause before life begins, but the moment you realize nothing is coming. It is when hope grows tired, time…
O my heart, upon
Post Views: 12 By: Ahmad Al-Sheikh time, you are scattered. Hope walks like a blind man with a branch of jasmine. A fire burns in the heart and the flower.…