“There is a total of three hundred question in this paper. You have three hours to complete the exam. Please make sure you transfer all your answers correctly to the answer sheet and write your candidate number clearly on the top of all pages. Remember for each question the answers maybe used once, more than once or not at all. You may begin the exam. Good luck” Continue reading
Hello sir, would you care for the red pill or the blue one?
Oh I’m sorry we’re all out of stock in social awareness,
we only have humor and yoga for choices.
or you know what…
(Ok I should probably drop this on them right here) Continue reading
A prolonged shadow creeps behind us in the darkness of reality, leaving us both petrified and mesmerized. Creation of an utter paradox. A simple, rhetorical question that shifts our fundamental and intricate beliefs. One of the world’s greatest desires is simply a mere paradox. For isn’t choice nothing but a preexisting absurdity? Continue reading
She was faced with a choice;
Off the top of her lungs
Off the edge of a cliff
Off for the whole world to hear
That this isn’t it
That this is not what she wants
This is not how she sees her life going
This isn’t right
A choice to yell Continue reading
I choose, I choose, I
I am a woman.
Blood running veins
weaved as Arab.
I choose. Continue reading
When my eyes see you;
They orbit around you like moons to their planet
My tongue orchestrates your name a whimsical chant
My mind goes to limbo
My heart goes pandemonium
My shadow cowers in shyness
And the background turns to a psychedelic mesh Continue reading
On the right you have the pathway to hell, and on the left is your never-ending boring life.
First, let’s talk about hell. You would think hell is a really bad place, yet it’s not. There’s different versions of hell. It all depends on your desires. Continue reading
This reality is harsh
In a world of kill or be killed I stand on the sidelines of the battles
I take it all in, deep breath
Inhale the sadness and exhale the sorrows
In all of the madness my choice is clear Continue reading
*click*. The lighter went off in the darkened room. A small yet bright flame, like our sun in comparison to the gaseous mammoth giants in the universe, embraced the end of the cancer-stick. He pouted his big lips, took a long drag, and exhaled like a dormant dragon. “That’s good stuff, the best, lemme tell ya,” he said to himself. He leaned back in his leather chair, which creaked against the weight of his fat pompous ass looking like a freshly roasted ham, as he sat in his Oval Office. Continue reading
The floor is covered
With dust and broken toys
Snapped strings and spare joints
This is the place for you
But you are gone
This is the place for me
To reattach your handle
And make you walk back home Continue reading
“That was a good meal”, I said, after having dinner at a local diner that has a view of a parking lot. If Kuwait is an ant colony, then ants are the restaurants and the queen is the trendy one of that time. People would wait for hours to get a Falafel sandwich that was given a fancy name, something like “Fal Rojas” or “Clair de Fal”. So, all of a sudden, this 50-cent falafel sandwich is the trend and sold for $15 as the original Fal Rojas. However, if you want the super Clair de Fal you have to pay an extra $5for the special “La Gallo” sauce which is in reality a 25-cent hot sauce giving the red rooster on the bottle a spiky hair style and a nose job. Continue reading
I was a puppet that used to be controlled by the community. My smiles are held by the compliments and the criticism. My voice is sung by the voice of others shaming me. my personality is shaped the way the community thinks it’s beautiful. my thoughts were deeper than ever. I was allowed to have thoughts that nobody agreed on, At least that’s what I thought. Continue reading
There is a piece of me-
that loves destruction.
It’s the same part
that digs my nails into my skin and enjoys the pain it inflicts.
It’s the same piece that only feels alive
when I can unleash the anguish in my head
physically onto my skin. Continue reading
This world left me shattered
With every limbering step I leave behind me a trail of blood
The blood of dreams broken, of screams echoed, of tears wasted
But I will not be deterred Continue reading
You left me stranded in a whirlwind of thoughts with no explanation, and I will just assume that you know what I mean.
But it’s fine, I understand the frame of the big picture.
This life is a non-understandable stage and we are the entertainers for the gods, puppets for the puppeteers, stringed with our blood vessels; cut the strings and we are nothing but dummies. Continue reading
Puppets, a Lighter, and Itches for Blood…
Amid the dusk of night, pacing slowly around the corners of the uncanny house was the enigma of the town. Nearly fifty of age, this senile man was the mystery people talked about. His story, or rather his series of stories, was the folk tale that paced around the tongues of the town’s fokes. Solitude was all he ever asked from them ever since he moved into this town, yet Continue reading
I waited so long for this. Finally, my best friend’s wedding is today. Oh, those long days of starvation. Only living on water, coffee and carrots. I really felt like bugs bunny. Anyways, it is time. The nails have been done, the skin has been cleansed, the hair styled and the eye shadow downed. Just the final piece of this long and tiresome equation. The DRESS! Continue reading
When the sun sets upon the Obispo
orange hue reflecting from the saxo,
your arms falling on the playing piano
your jawlines cutting the tungsten dispersing the embers of your beauty Continue reading
I am a puppet
In my own fucking play
I keep bleeding outside in
Outside into my own fucking cavities Continue reading
noun: maze; plural noun: mazes
- a network of paths and hedges designed as a puzzle through which one has to find a way.
An enigma, a puzzle, a mystery, a riddle, a conundrum, and a paradox. All entwined and all entangled in a thread so familiar to most of us we barley even recognize it anymore. A thread of silk and thorns of prickles of unfortunate events and hysterical quarrels, found embedded in the heart of our volcanos, with lavas erupting the bottled up sentiments. Continue reading