Poetry for Change
At the Beirut airport waiting for my flight home to Canada. The joy of family is incomparable to anything else in life. For each family member, know how to be you without being a follower to their lead.
Fantastic fun, fuming, following, friend
Amble, autonomous, artistic, amazing
Marvelous, mean, mentor, meteoric
Imposing, impossible, incredible
Love, laughing, lying, liberty
Yap, yawn, yell, yuck, yonder.
The world is a mystery,
Its ecosystems are all aflurry
With busy microsystems that bury
Secrets we need to survive in a hurry.
Within the Amazon forest
That’s teaming with microcosms, that test
The geniuses who uncover their best
Kept perplexing plexus in a quest
For cognizance of what may stop death.
Searching oceanic reefs for answers,
Is another forager for more enigmas,
That’ll blow your mind in amazements,
Which serve humanity’s placements
Above all in food chains, that destroy,
Instead of build and preserve your coy
Knowledge that man can toy
With nature and devastate in a ploy
To persuade all that He’s superior
While being ignorant of ‘self’ and ‘other’,
Where ‘other’ may be race or
Flaura, fauna, marine, that forever
Amaze in their aesthetic and giving nature.
Awake! Awake from your slumber
And remember, life doesn’t need your surrender!
I’m on vacation for the first time in almost 4 years. Finally, I’m visiting my hometown and feeling extremely emotional about uniting with family and friends. Covid created a social anxiety about connecting with people that it’s been over 3 years that I haven’t seen them, especially with me living across the ocean in Canada, and they live in Lebanon!
The best thing about visiting home is seeing those you’ve missed, and the difference in the city itself: new shops, restaurants, cafes and more. The beauty of the sea at sunset, smells, and sounds that I associate with home: blaring horns, nerve-racking breaking sounds, sirens, and gun shots.
Do you vote in political elections?
I’ve come to the conclusion that elections in first or developing countries are rigged!
Notice that all scandals about electoral campaigns come out after the ‘President ‘ is elected and has power for a few years! What pisses me off is that politicians seem to feel that people lack the ability to connect events that place them in a negative light.
As you may have noticed, I dislike politics, but I also know that it’s a necessary evil everywhere you go. The problems we’re facing come with the dishonesty of the profession and its lack of keeping its promises. People need to become more aware and unite against this corrupt class of political leaders.
Do you have a quote you live your life by or think of often?
So if ‘life’s a bitch, and then you die,’ you might as well enjoy it while you can. That doesn’t mean you can live only the way you want, uncaring about others. No, no, this means, that you enjoy each moment of fun by celebrating and appreciating it. Plus, any moments of sorrow and hurt, let them be your building blocks of strength. Yes, life’s unfair and can give you ‘lemons ‘, that doesn’t mean it can’t be bright, fun, and amazing. You only need to change your perspective to see it from a different angle.
Enjoy what you’re given, and own it.
Gloom, bloom, doom.
It’s summer, and everything is in bloom,
But the gray skies strive
To hide the downpour that’ll revive.
Each drop of water is precious,
As it cleanses, moistens the gracious
Ground that mixes water, soil, and deteriorating
Vegetation fuse together and are nourishing ..
To the soil, parched for nutrients,
Only rain gives and inundates
The ground with vitamins
That helps vegetation be man’s lungs,
As the destructive man pollutes,
Decimates and ruins
Farm lands as he turns
Them into bare deserts,
We look upon what we’ve wrought,
Feeling helpless as fishes caught
In a net of our making. As we fought
To reverse our destructive blot.
When is the last time you took a risk? How did it work out?
I took a risk by publishing my poetry book during covid. That’s when we were under lockdown, and there were no book signings or shows to participate in. The result was no book sales, but I did my message out, and have a good following to show for my work.
A poetry book divided into 3 themes: Relationships, Social/ postcolonial criticism, Self-awareness/ growing.
The night’s fading darkness
Is illuminated by filaments that glimmers
With piercing reddish hues
Into a horizon of fading darkened blues.
With each touch of brilliant light
The scenery is transformed, bright
As a white pigeon in heightened flight,
Soaring, like Icarus, too near the sun’s slight
Heat that tenderly caresses its feathery
Wings across all living things, bravely
Broaching the new day optimistically,
Knowing that man’s destruction will invariably
Alter the breathtaking beauty of sunrise,
Twisting its vibrancy into shades
Of grey, colorless, and lifeless,
As everything becomes hopeless.
Let each new day be your oath
To be stronger than the sun’s breadth,
As you emulate its depth
Of strength that reigns above all stealth.
To all Muslims around the world, we are peaceful people who enjoy prayer, learning, and ibada, through reading the quoraan and duaa.
The beauty of Ramadan is that it pulls families together for iftar, creating a sense of unity that I wish we could reproduce in all our communities.
Moon, moon, moon,
Rise! Rise! Rise, asking for a boon!
Look up into the lover’s moon,
Its shiny disc sneakily covers a heady
Darkening sky, envading its gloomy melancholy.
Strip the colorless night,
Let its beauty shine and fight
Against its enveloping burdens and light
The heavens with the flamboyance of flight.
Right or wrong, the prodigal
Moon rises, illuminates its methodological
Muse, news, knowledge, that are all in a chronical
That recites events, times, and all epidemiological
Situations that alienate all that’s human and emotional.
The time of night is now!
Fill it with dreams that ever flow!
With perseverance, time that’ll have them landing in a glow.
Poetry for Change 