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Tajalla Qureshi—Leading Literary Figure

 Tajalla Qureshi
As a leading literary figure hails from Pakistan and beyond, Tajalla Qureshi,a unique voice, an emblem of lyrical language, and profound insights entracingly captivate readers, editors, founders and writers around the globe. Moreover, her brilliant poems, short stories, columns and intreviews work has been featured in over 200 national and international platforms including anthologies, journals, and electronic websites, spanning across the globe. As Co-Founder and Co-Editor of The Wordsmith E-Magazine, The Journal of Transnational Literature, Pakistan, she provides a sanctuary for language and artistry to flourish.  Additionally, she serves as an international promotional director at Insight Magazine, United States, and pakistani ambassador at mount kenya, bridging cultures and continents through her voice and intellect. 

Furthermore, her literary journey has taken her to esteemed stages, from presenting poetry at conferences to delivering research papers internationally. Her creativity transcends frontiers, with her poems translated into multiple languages, including Indonesian, Arabic, Chinese, Korean, Ukrainian, Italian, Vietnam and Spanish. With her rare synthesis of creativity, intellect, and passion, she is not just a writer – she is a movement, an era, and a voice that echoes across time."

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Section I: Enola

Name her—

a strength, a sizzling breath,
queen of white visages, swathed in velvety zenith,
wisdom her sharpened sword; beauty sways the heart,
enough to drown the dusky and dull—she tears the vulture’s art.

Praise her—

for blooming divinity, intellectual affinity,
fragrance of her scented stream of thought—grasping, drawing, engrossing,
Enola she is, swift in response, distinctly embossed,
mellifluous from first light to a ravishing horizon,
stronger her approach, brighter her vision—striking the hard.

Embrace her—

true veracity, engaging verbosity,
soft the touch of her wrist; her eyes capture the senses, her fingers enchant the rings,
cradle brilliance to bloom, let spring move, let smoothness groom,
she dazzles and adorns desires and dreams—a mesmerizing stream,
a definition of all gleams, the source of beloved beams.


Section II: Tewksbury

Thy gentleness—

entangled, enthralling his Enola,
divine utterance, embellished dream—thou art the incentive,
thy elegance whispers softly, heart to heart—attentive, thoughtfully selective,
in this fickle, fainting era, thy aura magnifies integrity,
generosity embraces thee—the bearer of stunning dignity.

Thy intellectual compatibility—

echoes endlessly like a profound sea, clear, stringent, a rivulet of remedy,
ineffable thou art, a divinely artistic touch already,
a true gentleman—measured elegance, an unseen wire to her soul,
thou enable Enola to glide on unseen footsteps toward valleys of spirit—making her whole.

Thy captivating image—

phantasmagoric, capturing her radiant essence,
where spring forgets to bloom, and summer softens its fire before thy reflection,
nightingale, cuckoo, and fireflies surrender their magnificence,
scarf at thy neck, goggles on thy eyes, a rose in thy hand—adorned brilliance.

The entrancing tongue—

holds the fumes of brilliance within thy speech, utterances shy before thy aura,
a baton in thy hand—the emblem of praise and graceful adoration,
words like jewels, rare fuel—luxury imagined by many,
thy sense ascends from sight to height, awakening heavens within.

Yes—thou, her Tewksbury,
a man, a longing,
forever hers, as she is thine.

—Tajalla Qureshi 


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