Allow The Flow

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by Nikita Taparia

never try to recreate past experiences
for they would only feel like desperate replicas
of the lived and gone past

just allow life to flow as it wills
for there are always
wonderful new experiences
waiting to manifest
if you only gave yourself
the chance to allow them into your world

Dwindling Potential

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by Eivind Hamran

i feel like i’m a bundle of dwindling potential

for i have all these ideas and all these dreams

without a single clue on how to go about

bringing them to life

i feel as though i am nothing but a shadow

of the life i could be creating for myself

Arabic

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i wish it was in my own language that i befriended words
i wish it was in my mother tongue that poetry flowed through me
i wish, with deep anguish and shame, that i didn’t lose myself and stray away from the greatest language of all that i so happened to be luckily born into


photos by the incredibly talented Noor Al Ali

Crossroads

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by Leo Berne

what if i dropped out of uni
and had all the time in the world
to do all the things i want to do?

what if i had all the means and connections
to bring to life all those amazing ideas i have?

what if i read from dawn to dusk
and wrote tens of poems throughout
and poured thousands of words into a novel
and had a great record of success under my name?

what if i had the freedom to travel the world
and stay as much as my heart desired,
created art out of my days
and eterneties out of my moments?

would i be happy then?
completely fulfilled?
not at all distressed?
without a speck of regret
for not earning a college degree?

is it really truly
one’s experienced wisdom
and inventive ideas
that lead them to legitimate success?

or is it a paper falsely valued as proof
of intelligence and expertise based off
memorized textbooks and daunting stress?

i just can’t reason with this world.
and i am ashamed and disheartened
and eaten up by self-pitying gloom
for not having the courage
to take a stand for myself
and do what i know is right for me to pursue.

In Secret and Silence

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by Nishe

when i fall in love
i do so secretly and from afar

the love suddenly blossoms and eventually dies
right in the center of the sunlessnessĀ of my heart

i’m left like a deflated balloon
descending from a sky of lively hot air balloons

like a withered flower
amongst a garden of thriving flowers

like a bird with broken wings
watching all the birds roaming freely in the sky

until a new love arrives
and i blossom again

only to wither and die in silence once more

Someone

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by Gregory Pappas

loneliness is clinging to me
like my skin
it’s covering every inch of me
sucking the life out of every cell

anger is adhered to me
like my nails
clawed, sharp, burning my skin
yet not aflame enough to turn the loneliness to ash

i’m a mess tonight
i just need someone to hold me
it won’t make it alright
but it would at least help me sleep