Posts from the “Poetry” Category

how do i go on living?

Posted on January 20, 2016

how can my body stay in this place, when my heart only wants to be where you are? how do i keep from catching my breath? how do i keep my soul from leaping from my chest?   how do i go on living, knowing it’s not where you are?   oh, how restless is the spirit! to be in the four walls of your city tonight; to smell the sweet air of Samarra tonight; to embrace in my arms the tenderness of your grave tonight…


Posted on January 16, 2016

what i wouldn’t give, my beloved Imam al-Naqi (a)   to walk toward your golden dome again to smell the dust of your grave again   to rest my head by your side, to speak to you of my sorrows,   to have your hand soothe my heart again.   (Grandfather, missing you… it hurts. in what way can i tell you “i love you, forever” when even forever is not enough?)

the first moment

Posted on December 2, 2015

the first momentmy eyes settheir sights onyourkarbala,i knew.  the momenti saw your flagstill whipping in the breezeblood red,the blood of Muhammad (s)  your name written in the skyas if still held steadyblood red,the armsof yourflag-bearer…  my life,(the deathi had thoughtwas life)before my very eyesfell awayand in its place,there remained onlyyou.  jaanam…the first momenti smelledyour fragrance,i knew,  all elsewas lostto meforever.

be with me

Posted on November 14, 2015

“Be with me always—take any form…only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!”   i am caught in the snares of your love i am drowning in the oceans of your memory i am gasping for breath on cliffs in the depths of a winter’s night screaming out your name   i am fumbling with the wreckage of my heart, sinews and veins trailing between my fingers my bruised knees slipping on rivers of tears and blood   please, do not leave me in the care of my self (12:53) do not abandon me to the wolves that howl inside hungering to tear me apart   do not desert me now, in my hour…

travelers in the night

Posted on October 16, 2015

I once met a man walking alone Where the path in the desert bends I asked him where he was headed— He said, “To visit an old friend.”   Our ways seemed to cross so I asked If I might join him by his side? He gestured the way and so off we set Two travelers in the night   As we walked we spoke of our songs The melodies written throughout our lives Miles passed in this way in dust under stars Until he stopped – “I have arrived.”   I looked around but all I could see Was desert, reaching out like sea But the man planted his cane and said, “This is where my friend will come to me.”   I…

tides of the heart

Posted on October 12, 2015

the moon turns and the heart grows restless —   whispers rustle in a silent breeze of sands drenched in the blood of kings   the spirit journeys to a distant land where candles flicker in a starless night and farewells sway with the rise and fall of tents   the rising of the sun, the darkening of the day the skulking of wolves, the graceful lion’s tread the arrow’s rain quenching the thirst of the sweetest rose   restless,   as all the while i stand, trapped by the veils of time   unable to call back the moon that turns the tide to turn back the blood-red tides that left in the weight of unspeakable sorrow a desert drowning   and with…

our way through fire

Posted on May 31, 2015

millennia ago, when the world was a younger place in the heavens, a human being was created from clay a being of sinew and flesh and stardust and bone a being that would, in time, call this Earth its home.   the Lord said, ‘I will create a vicegerent on Earth.’ the angels replied, ‘what reason is there for this birth? will you place there one who would only shed blood? make mischief and pollute clear rivers with mud? who would fight hard and lie and from others steal? who would cry out and cheat and innocents kill? who You’ll make, yet heedless will be their praise while we celebrate and glorify your Holy Names?’   all of the angel’s concerns, God already knew…