Drowning By Umiemah Farrukh I know what it’s like to drown. It’s embedded in my mind clear as day I got shoved into the deep end by some kids at the pool I can still hear their laughter in my head, reveling in their cruel, beautiful joke. I remember the splash my body made as…
Underneath The Rubble by Umiemah Farrukh Underneath the rubble he cried out for his mother Somewhere between this world and the hereafter Is where he’d find her next Underneath the rubble a key, a dress, a wedding picture buried deep in the sand. How was her life this easily swept away when the earth decided…
The headlines are gone; the pain remains,The light of dawn merely reveals our ruined gains.The cameras are gone, but they didn’t leave with the rubble,The media moved on, but left behind is the future trouble.Suffering only began when the ground stopped to shake,Because the loss of everything was the real quake.We lost possessions and homes…
Başımız sağolsun Türkiye!Peace be with you, Syria!–I woke up in pain,though I’m not being searched for by a crane,Nor am I freezing under a bitter rain.I woke up in a bed that through the night lay still,I went and ate a breakfast, and had my fill –But I have never felt more ill. I can…
Here We Are, Here We Stand Rather with duty than choice To build an identity To which others may not conform Through a sacrifice In search of our paradise With a small hope That our actions will suffice At the end of the day We are all criminals In a world full of crime Slicing…
Ya Yemen, you once were a beautiful country inhabited by smiling cheshire cats sitting on long, stretched out tables drinking chai and smoking shisha with their loved ones. you once were a beautiful country focusing on expanding your olive tree population to sustain your economy and bring peace to your land. Ya Yemen! you once…
Ummi listen I want to go to therapy Are you crazy? No Are you mental? No Only the crazy the mental go to— therapy Ummi Please— Listen I need therapy What will the community think if you go to —therapy I don’t care what others think I- I am depressed, Ummi. It’s because you’re…
I wake up five minutes before class,no need to look nice,no one turns on their camera anyway,which is fine,because I went to collegeto have the same exact life from high school. same exact friendssame exact interestssame exact responsibilitiessame. exact. routine. I went to club meetingsbut I guess the lack of motivation is widespreadbecause there were…
dark not entirely obsidian behind your eyes,splendid sweat drenched in moonlight and stars,mellifluous chirping of crickets,forty-five degrees they position their wings,the vibration reaches your earsinterwoven with the resonance of drums,a divine lullabywhich pounds on your mystic heart,aching for His forgiveness sapphire clouds, aerial as youin a cocoon of flowing cloth,you turn and turn, one with all of…
Winter break is upon us, the air is getting colder, and I can bet a lot of us are getting ready for the extra relaxation after finals week. What better way to relax than with some heart-warming, thought-provoking poetry, right? Though there is no perfect season for poetry, there’s something about…