The detachment from the self Both figurative And literal. My human inclinations No longer addressed. A creature I have become, Monstrous...

Perhaps I don’t have to know where I’m going And for now it is enough that I’m not where I used to be These growing pains are draining me...

Careful constructions made of crystal and glass Held up by hopes and prayers Ready to topple over, ready to change Morph into something...

Emily Dickinson died 134 years ago, having lived out her last years in complete solitude. She had asked her family to burn her poetry...

لكل حالم تائه أو متألم، لكل قلب لديه الكثير ليعبر عنه ولا يستطيع. إلى كل الأحاسيس المدفونة في أعيننا وفي رحلتنا. الى كل القيود التي تكبل...

Taha Kaleem Life A roller-coaster I must say One moment you are up and running and then down and distraught What amazes me is the...

Labeeba Ahmed Neither do I want to be a name in your forgotten contact list, Nor do I desire to be in the group of acquaintances I don’t...

Taha Kaleem I dreamt of a place Where I was hungry of the Applause I looked around And I saw death running from me I tried to ask him...

Labeeba Ahmed “If you have the chance to accomplish your dream, what would you do?” everyone asked. “I would go to the infinitely finite...