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 →
19 days Since we've had a proper conversation And the only thing that keeps me going Is the thought that we are making a new record. The last record was 10 days. Yes, I keep count Yes, I am crazy Just a little. There are days when it's sunny And I feel alright More than... Continue Reading →
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 →
What a waste it would be To fall in love And not write pages Upon pages Of poetry To have a muse But fill no museums With art To not have your sleeves turn red From your bleeding heart. That would be more tragic Than to never fall in love at all. But here I... Continue Reading →
You once told me no one understood your sadness the way I did while we were talking about dark matter and the paradox of infinity and later I was thinking how your soul holds enough darkness to hold back all the gravity in the universe. While you explained your theory that everyone showed only a... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I write to escape. Sometimes I escape to write. Tonight, I have escaped to write about escaping, in order to escape. Let me warn you, this is not about reality. It's not about all the awful things that go on right at the edge of the bubble that I live in. To be honest,... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
"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 →
There's a light switch Constantly being turned on And off And on Inside me. Flick. Too much noise in my head Flick. A void in my soul. Flick. What a colorful universe! Flick. Full of black holes. Flick. I'm laughing like a maniac Flick. Talk to me and you're dead. Flick. Let's go for a... Continue Reading →
Some days You'll have a bitter taste in your mouth From something someone said Something someone didn't say A memory coming out of nowhere The thought of a missed chance The guilt of living too less The guilt of living too much The guilt, guilt, guilt, guilt For anything and everything And something and nothing... Continue Reading →
You are like sitting by a campfire in the darkest of nights and the softest of breezes. As warm as I could get yet not warm enough. And as I slowly drown in this cosiness i know i can never get too close without burning myself.
There are so many things I have to tell you. Like how I rode a horse this morning How it almost jumped off the bridge we were crossing How good it felt to hold on to its smooth mane And to recover from the anticipation of falling. How disappointed I was when I woke up... Continue Reading →
العالم هو غريب و كل الناس عجيب ولكن انت كنت وراء الجميع The world is strange And all people are marvelous But you, You are beyond all.