By Dr. Adnan Bozan
Dreams sometimes collapse—not with a deafening crash like a fall from the sky, but with a quiet ache, like a tear trembling at the…
By Dr. Adnan Bouzan
I sat there, on the old wooden bench worn away by seasons of absence, watching the ships glide gently on the water’s surface like…
By Dr. Adnan Bouzan
I was no one…
A shadow loitering on the pavements of days, searching for a body that had forgotten its features at the first shat…
Prophets of Solitude: Contemplators of Shadows and Translators of Silence
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There are human beings who walk along the edges of this world—without noise or clamor—as if woven from threads of wind and the mem…
Woe to Time... When Life Etched Its Cruelty Upon the Chest of Night
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There is nothing harsher than looking back, only to find that all which passed was but a beautiful lie—masterful in its deception.…