Midnight Poetry with Sufi

Midnight Poetry with Sufi 



https://youtu.be/buNY6BUQMGk

Reciting today my featured poem in Kafiyaa anthology Kaafiyana that was released in the Kaafiya Poetry Festival in Delhi and features my poem Mosoleum. Love to Yaseen Anwer, Sadia Khan and Neha R. Krishna for their constant work with poetry. Hope you all have been keeping well and loving life. This  series I have started to share a few stories behind the poems and talk to you all because given I am a really bubbly person, I need the human interactions more than the virtual one.
Hope you enjoy this reading. You can find the full reading on my youtube link. Subscribe and follow it to listen to more of my poetry.
You can get Kaafiyana anthology on Amazon and the Kaafiya Poetry page
Always be happy and be kind to each other.
Love
Sufi

Sufia Khatoon is an Editor, Translator, Author, Poet, Artist, Illustrator, Designer, Social Activist and Philanthropist,  Curator, PR and Event Manager.
Her Poems and short stories have been published in various National and International anthologies.
Her Bengali poem got featured in Tollywood Movie ANTOR SHOTTA recently.
She has Co-Founded Rhythm Divine Poets group initiating poetic movements globally.
She has received recently Amio Santa Award 2017 for her social efforts.
She is an Art Curator, Artist and Illustrator having exhibited her works in more than 20 group shows in reputed art galleries and widely appreciated for her solo show on Peace and Voices. She has illustrated International Poetry books of repute.
She is the owner of Sufi's Touch, a lifestyle designing brand that focuses on artistic products and recycling art.

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