Wooden Spoon

Somewhere in the world, that white thread that began to creep in the sky looms over you, the dawn beats, the breeze blows. The colors mix between the ..

Why don't we love ourselves?The truth is that we were solving the wrong problem, we thought that by being more successful and confident, we would feel..

A trilogy of short stories bound by a single thread: the unforeseen movement of fate, with all its shadows and light, its cruelties and its mercies.Wr..

اصدارات الكاتب بشار معرفينعتذر عن قبول حزنك، في ردهة المطاعم، ماوراء الكتابة، اختراق، هدنة...

If God sees goodness in you, He will guide you to goodnessAnd by your intentions, you are blessed..

,I was born with a silver spoon in my mouthso I never tasted bitterness until I felt the sweetness of sugar.until I put a wooden spoon in my mouth..