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I'm just a seeker

the waiting

the waiting the mantra of hope, the sound of absence, a breeze through the empty room lost in the wood at night, at the day’s darkest moments, there is a candle I can faintly see if I look with a … Continue reading

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Toppled Chairs

      The slow crawl of unkempt grasses there is so much absurdity to a chair that never accepts that it is a toppled chair, to see, it is the rest of the world who must be titled it’s … Continue reading

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This portrait was drawn by my dear friend Arshia Qasim; artist, poet, writer, empath, neurologist and the list goes on. She has recently taken on the founding of the Alhamra Art Center of New Jersey (https://www.facebook.com/ALHAMRAARTNJ/). Here, she will be … Continue reading

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Of All You Behold

  You are the portrait of all you behold, each vista a hue in a story told Of those you’ve loved despite possible loss for every true artist finds gold in the dross. You are the symphony of the sounds … Continue reading

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Palpable Specter of Absence

The palpable specter of absence, brushes the lips ere the press of a kiss, softening on the edge of a sigh’s sweet perception and there upon this precipice we cast our wishes in all cardinal directions. Every sad memory holds … Continue reading

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Aesthetic Nihilism

Beauty is rebellious… An essence within the march of surly youthful endeavors to always buck the establishment. Beauty usurps beauty in a multispectral uprising against the status quo. It seeks the foreground of awareness, and the ever-expanding symmetry behind which … Continue reading

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My Teacher is Now

I asked her to tea. She said, “my teacher advises me not to.” I told her my teacher said it’s okay. She asked me who is my teacher, I said, “the tea is my teacher.” I asked to kiss her. … Continue reading

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Leaves and Limbs

“I free you,” said the bare limbs to the falling leaves. Below, they gathered in a memorial; A sea of so many colors, Perhaps To honor the loss of their beloved or perhaps to finally effervesce in so many hues … Continue reading

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Happy Now Years… The History of Now.

O’, such romance, this fickle affair with time. But imagine if every day were New Years Eve; were we to dutifully absorb a moment of wistful reflection at morning awoken or before closing our eyes at night. Think about it. … Continue reading

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Precisely Enough

When I do not have You I endure, Yet, I’d break were You only mine Without You I depart When I’m with You, I arrive. If I am kissing You, I cannot hear Your words. When we are done kissing, … Continue reading

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