It's a lot of pressure, having to remember all these pieces of information, knowing that I'm not allowed to lose them, until the next time I talk to you. If infinity had a fathomable definition, it would be the time between a walaikum-assalam and the next assalamu-'alaikum between us. Or the zero point five seconds of... Continue Reading →

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All I Can Give You Is A Blank Screen

I wish you could see How long I've stared At blank pages How long my fingers Have hovered over a blank screen Looking for words. But I'm too scared To write about you. Not because The words might give away Too much of what I feel Not because They won't be good enough Not because... Continue Reading →

Lightheaded

Did you ever see the world upside down? You tilt your head backwards and stretch it back, back, back until your neck feels like it will snap any moment and that's when you notice the view. The view makes you gasp everything looks surreal and wrong like a morning dream where you know you are... Continue Reading →

Revolution

I don't remember in which grade I learned the word "revolution" But I remember That once it entered my lungs It never left my veins. I read about Joan of Arc In my Children's Illustrated History book And for nights I dreamed of horses And enemy lines And burning stakes. I read that Alexander was... Continue Reading →

Empty Glass

Some nights you can feel all the oceans and mountains and hot burning stars inside your head surging and quaking and pulsing to break free and explode and fall onto the pages of an unwritten book or into the nearly empty glass of life by your bedside that's tired of holding a void for so... Continue Reading →

Accidental Art

The abstract art formed by fallen hair on white shining tiles. The dragons and castles made of white clouds in afternoon skies. The dancing figures made of water blobs on a green bathroom floor. All the accidental art in every corner of the universe waiting in ambush to take my breath away. And yet all... Continue Reading →

Sketching A Soul

Have you ever noticed That the biggest adventure in life Is gradually getting to know a person? It's like doing an elaborate sketch Like those tutorials, or your kindergarten drawing books. First you draw a bunch of shapes - A circle here and a rectangle there, A few lines on the sides. Then inside those... Continue Reading →

My Favorite Sounds

"What's your favorite sound in the world?" you ask. On Fridays, it's the sound inside the masjid When everyone's clothes rustle in sync As their faces touch the ground In awe of their Creator. It's less of a sound and more of a feeling That slowly fades into the euphoria Of finding the purpose of... Continue Reading →

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