Voice
Voice

Surreal this magical mess of being a woman riding high on passion and pain
Swimming inside my liquid eyes this dream of a world
Where softness is the new sacred
And kindness the new courage
Sleeping soundly with an awake heart
While the candle of innocence burns its gentle flame
And waits for the wax to soften
The light fades away into a warm halo of whatever is left from today’s unsaid words
Tomorrow is a new day, perhaps my voice will be heard

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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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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Flow

Poetry by Arwa Qutbuddin

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...
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Opportunity

Poetry by Arwa Qutbuddin

In that one precious moment when our paths cross Perhaps for the first and last time in our lives We can still offer each other a fragrance of love Even...
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Anthology

लौट के ना वहाँ से कोई इस पार आए

Poetry by Omendra Ratnu

लौट के ना वहाँ से कोई इस पार आए , पर इस दिवाली पे आप बार बार आए … वो देरी से उठने पे मीठे उलाहने , हर दस्तूर के हमको समझाना माने , स्मृतियों की पालकी सपनों...
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Intervals

Poetry by Neha Kothari

My body is silent I feel it balancing tone And muting all conversation Of pain or fatigue Slowly the silence creeps into The space around me Where I catch it...
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नाच ओ मन

Poetry by Omendra Ratnu

नाच ओ मन के  मयूरा नाच ! चेतना  के  ज्वार  पे  चढ़ , महालय के स्वाद को चख , निस्तब्धता के घुंघरुओं को जांच , नाच ओ मन के मयूरा  नाच !   काल...
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