“You keep running after the love of the people, but you’ll never get it. And what you do get, will never be enough. The hole inside you is too big…. Read More
My heart is an open book, Torn open by my story. Tell them you learned the lesson. You’ll learn it every time, You seek completion in the incomplete. You… Read More
Don’t grieve at the stab. It’s only meant to free you. From the chains that bind you to the earth and shackle you to the shadows of people. The mirage… Read More
I have this problem. Anyone who’s been in my company has probably noticed it. And anyone who knows me can attest to it. A scab cannot exist without me picking… Read More
This is a poem I wrote 10 years ago. Its a poem about the search for purpose and the paralyzing pain of not knowing it. Niche My bones want to melt My… Read More
We can hardly get them off our minds. The whole world is watching today. And everyone is wondering, ‘what will happen to the brave men who spoke truth to power… Read More
Ramadan has passed. Our Qur’ans have shut. Our masajid have emptied. And our hearts have once again filled with the love of life, the hatred of death, and the desires… Read More
Originally posted in August 2010 Imagine for a moment that it’s raining. It is pouring, in fact. And imagine that you are inside your house, watching as it falls. But… Read More
There is a time of night when the whole world transforms. During the day, chaos often takes over our lives. The responsibilities of work, school, and family dominate much of… Read More
