Flow
Flow

The calm invades me
Like a storm embracing the ocean
And revving it up into waves of lucid madness
Deep down in this wondrous space of salt and seaweed
I find the peace that evades my mind when I’m on solid ground
Floating inside the fluid emptiness of water
I look around, then within
My heart comes out to meet the darkness that surrounds
Black and black together make stars
I close my eyes for a moment
I listen
The sound of my voice when I screamed freedom and tore my lungs, shredded
No breath
Silence dawns and drowns
Blurred images of far away
Mirror like flashes of memory
Illuminating something that breaks easily
Colored glass, bits of a shattered rainbow
My music is inside my bones
Hollow
No one can hear
No one can play
But still I hum, I come a little close
Perhaps the world exists on the other side of the sea shore
And I am safe here, amidst the flow

Arwa Qutbuddin

Arwa Qutbuddin is a poet, a nature-lover, a soul-searcher, and a philosopher, and is inspired by the strength of the human spirit. She loves hugging trees and thrives on building relationships. She comes from the Muslim Bohra community and feels blessed to have received the gift of sincerity and spirituality from her parents. She is a mother of five beautiful children. Writing poetry has been her passion; she writes to heal, to feel and explore the world of feelings, to appreciate and bow to life’s mystery: the light and the darkness. Her recently published collection of poems, Water my Soul, is a reflection of her inner journey. She is a student of the Masters program in Psychology at the Harvard Extension School, and the Mindfulness program at Lesley University. As a teacher of Islamic philosophy, she is inspired to explore the practice of Mindfulness and Positive psychology as tools for healing and bridging the gap between religion/spirituality and science.

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Stars & Promises

Poetry by Arwa Qutbuddin

My body like a leaf quivers in the warm midday breeze I feel the energy vibrate into me and through me Revitalized, I be The wind passes I bask in...
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On The Edge

Poetry by Arwa Qutbuddin

Holy intoxication makes my spirit drunk I sip from the lake that holds a sacred moonbeam inside its black waters This beauty leaves me in rapture of the starless night...
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Held

Poetry by Arwa Qutbuddin

Held By earth By the realness of existence And all its illusions By warm stars in a fragrant night By shadows of clouds and torn leaves Held By the roots...
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Anthology

पंछियों की एक कतार

Poetry by Omendra Ratnu

पंछियों की एक कतार, क्षितिज से उभरी, क्षितिज में खो गई बस एक पल में चित्त की सारी मलिनता धो गई
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In Between

Poetry by Sanaya

I live in the space between sound I live where you can’t hear the sound of your heart beat I live in pause and rest I live between the staccato...
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All That is Given

Poetry by Frank Golden

Hard wind on the turn at Cappaghmore. You drive on, on the cusp of light, along the old road past Mortyclough. To think it’s taken me a lifetime to cool...
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