By Dr. Adnan Bouzan
On a night that lay gently upon the eyelashes of time, in a far corner of the room, where solitude dwells like a weary lover, I s…
By Dr. Adnan Bozan
There is a moment in which words are not born—but buried. A moment when silence becomes fuller than all the languages of the earth…
By Dr. Adnan Bozan
There are realms between thought and feeling—spaces where philosophy meets poetry, where the scent of contemplation mingles with…
By: Dr. Adnan Bouzan
In exile, not only do homelands break... but language breaks too.
And in the breaking of language, existence is reshaped.
Exile…
By Dr. Adnan Bozan
March… that visitor who knocks on the doors of the heart with a blend of hope and longing, carrying within its folds the ecstasy…