The way in which individuals critique and analyze differs from person to person. Moreover, the information or narratives derived from artworks can come in a variety of ways. A few days ago, I stumbled upon a series on the YouTube channel The Art Assignment titled “Art Cooking” in which they take aspects of artists’ lives..
Time to Go I’ll step into an ocean A grand resounding sound of an everlasting whisper Hovers with the wind Floats into space And I’m still stepping into the ocean The salt burning my wounds A feeling of complete harmony engulfs me The pain is there but no longer there are my worries One emotion..
Two-hundred and sixty-six days ago, I expressed my irrevocable passion for books… Today, I shall express my love for the art of writing; for the art of mixing and painting words; Words that create worlds. Voltaire once said, “One great use of words is to hide our thoughts.” That is indeed true. Words are yours..
Gone Love Secluded from the world A glimpse of a shadow past In pain or not He will come back for her He is her pillar, after all He is the only reason she is untouched by reality “Wait…” he calls out to her But she walks away with all hope dissipating into absolution She..
Apology Letter The story begins with an oppression With a man trying to make an expression Without the use of aggression, he hopes He hopes that people will listen Screaming since 1948, Hoping anyone would relate Begging for a friend, an ally in the war that awaits Crying about what fate will dictate Yet no..
The Truth of Our Generation By Jana Shehab How often does one get to express himself? The young girl sits in the rocking chair A beautiful night it is But the girl was predisposed to look downwards All thoughts but hers fill her decomposing head How come? How come her self-expression is not worth..
Only The Beginning One of the many things that keep me awake at night, when the lights are off, my window is halfway open, and I can hear the cars as they pass by, or the distance sound of walking, is my potential. My potential keeps me up at night. One of the many fears..
Scattered Thoughts Two windows gaze out at the world. One is bustling and fizzling; The other is present but idle – Comatose. – One has seen and loved the imperial city that lies in the heart of Europe – a land rife with kaleidoscopic landscapes and treasures. Home. My Lieblingsstadt. The same window has also..
She Waits For Me (The Beggar Woman) The morning has barely broken, yet mourning screams silently from below. She waits for me. I wrest myself from restful bliss to a world rife with strife. She waits for me. I shower in streams of warmth. This warmth is selfish; it does not extend beyond extremities, and..
We tremble We shiver We wail We shake our heads to revive our lost thoughts But little do we know how truly long gone these thoughts of ours are Our beliefs Our concepts Our views Our ideas All waver in the unreachable distance Almost like a distant memory, they become obsolete They become relics at..
“Stretch your arm no farther than your sleeve will reach.” Be ambitious. Set goals. “Don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.” But don’t be haughty. What will be will be. Que sera sera. Remember, remember the thirty-first of December, The day of unearthing and penning resolutions..
About Nothing and Everything A circle. A leaf branching out. A cliff. A hand reaching out. A volcanic eruption. An army of ants. A dog. A swan. A dove. An eagle. A lion. A snake. A waterfall. A wildfire. Seashells. Rain. Wind. Earth. Fire. Thunder. Lightning. Hot. Cold. Life. Death. Hope. Lost. Euphoric. Miserable. What..
I am often lost… Often lost – and happily so, might I add – in a world of books. Rather, a world of words. Written words. “What’s so appealing about it?” “It’s too much.” “It’s boring.” “It requires too much thought.” Well, here it is; This is why it’s so appealing: I don’t know…..
Colors speak a hundred thousand thoughts and create a story of peace and anger. They make up this magnum opus; one great work. Free of prejudice, restrictions, limitations. A free mind expressed past the realm of reason and convention, through colors. Colors that are bright like the day, dark like nightfall. Colors that are quiet..
Hi, I, Hekmet Abdulla, was born in Gaza in 1987, I, Hekmet Abdulla, died in Gaza in 2005, Me, who was beaten to death, Like a dear in an arena of lions striving for help and a breath of life. Except this lion was my father Hi, my name is Hekmet Abdulla Dragging me by..
Fear in an ex-fiance Fear in a vulnerable man Fear because I cannot Tears from a crying baby Tears from a masculine man Tears because I can’t Oh society You made me show them I am a madman You made me show them I am a superman While I am just wrecked like a soldier..
Trapped between four walls I must address I loath this feeling, this loneliness I walk around hundreds of people, yet I still feel alone Even when I finally arrive back home It’s like isolation in a pitch black room You don’t know if you’re dead, you don’t know what to do Slowly and slowly, piece..
No knowledge known without you, my precious The electricity that races through In the wired rectangular object Is like the blood that paces through my vein Your brightness gives me advice and guidance In moments of no faith and depression You are my reminder of my events And my wakeup calls in the morning shine..
A person begins their life as a newborn They are born pure They can barely see, Hear, Or Talk The next stage in a person’s life is being a child They are reckless, Immature, Lacking responsibility, But in the same time they are Pure, Beautiful from inside and outside, They’ll gain knowledge whether..
Dominative Relationships There was this guy, we went out all the time It wasn’t even a guy, it was something that we all needed to buy It was carried in my pocket, considered more precious than a locket Everyone wanted to buy the new one every year, They all went crazy about it, even including..