Don’t be frightened by isolation For all it does is detach you from others To attach you to the work Of building yourself
I built a fort around myself In the vast lands of unimaginable sharing I enclosed myself in the ruse of my own being; But not because of misery; Be fooled not. I built a fort upon myself Not for protection But for the inconceivable lack Of walls. Be fooled not; However The fort does not … Continue reading I bult a fort
For some time I had been wanting to express my opinion on gender inequality. After gathering enough irritation with my country's male establishment, I finally wrote my hymn to feminism; here it is.
In the flock of birds, I was an eagle, and while they learned to fly, I was meandering the skies I grabbed their premature wings and Dispersed their feathers in hope of enlightening them to their ultimate goal But still They cried in fear I was a wicked beast to their eyes. A sorceress … Continue reading To fly
As we travel through the course of our lifetime, are we truly evolving, or rather approaching our beginnings?
An unspoken reality about a major insecurity in our society.
She wore her black veil Amidst the colors that surrounded. A widow to the world And an antiquity to living, For her spirit had been buried By the lack of life; the feasts of death; and the woes of nights that overflowed in monotony She was not old Nor had she physically faced death, … Continue reading Emily
Relative thoughts induce Relative conclusions. How can relativity be existent? For things are absolute. Ideals differ They are customizable to the onlooker. Scorner of totalitarianism myself, Absoluteness is nothing but a mere illusion For humans will eventually extract their own conclusions…
I saw two boys holding hands yesterday Strolling up the school stairs Consumed by the youth That surrounds them Their eyes: propelled by the light of day Their feet dancing to the palpitations Of their swaying hands Humming to the gentle melodies unknown by the corrupted after going up the stairs their hands … Continue reading The innocence of youth
A poem based on the thoughts of Greek tragedian Aeschylus a.k.a. the father of tragedy. Enjoy!