hiraeth(n.) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the grief, the yearning for the lost spaces of your past. “Go back to where you came from!” I wish I could. But my home is burning. And I’m aching for the beautiful place my home […]
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“Looking at the Taj Mahal, I wondered in whose memory God might have made this universe.“
We were the phone calls and the texts- sounds and words. We were the hours, the miles, the signals- analog and digital. We were the pixels, the picture that distorts if zoomed any further. And we were the stars of the same constellation , Connected only through imaginary lines. Never were we the shy glances, […]
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“Shine like the Sun of Tabriz rising in the East.
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Shine like the star of victory.
Shine like the whole universe is yours!”
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within the walls
of the mind,
There are flowers
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In this world
That only grow
After the ground
Above them burns.
It doesn’t hurt anymore.
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I remember rocking,
my right knee held tight in my slippery hands.
A pink and orange towel,
pressed against rough skin.
She’s sitting on the edge of the sea
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Only a backpack with her.
Remembering memories made on this very spot on the shore of the Mediterranean.
Depression does not always mean
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Beautiful girls shattering at the wrists
A glorified, heroic battle for your sanity
Or mothers that never got the chance to say good-bye
Dedicated to families of those in war.
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