Nov 6, 2015
Two Weeks
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Two Weeks
You're Unlike Any Other
Some people don't realize how refreshing they are; a break from the rest whose gazes burn into your body, begging you to show more.
but you, you just walk ahead and would rather stare into the sun than graze a finger on our skin. Thank you.
What I've Got
Most of the time I carve out
a poem from around
an idea
and work with what I've got.
Other times I carve out
a prose from around
a line
and work with what I've got.
But what do I do when
all I've got is you
and a life's long overdue.
Please don't tell me
to just work with what we've got,
because what have I got?
-Yasmin Z
Before Tomorrow Comes
You well know, that you
won't be the same again
Tomorrow, not even your sorrows-
before we lose to sleep
and absurdity heals the scars deep
and in case we are replaced,
at least you'll have me to
pull you to the surface.
So pour me a cup of your thoughts
and let me untie those knots
before Tomorrow comes to
make you forget
all that I've tried
to say in this sonnet.
-Yasmin Z
From my eyes I see the strong, burning gazes the sun throws you; its stealthy rays may burn a hole right through your delicate soul
Yasmin Z
The sun keeps hitting on you that I'm beginning to feel uneasy. Is this called jealousy?
Yasmin Z
"In Hangul (Korean characters), the word 'actor' also means 'clown', made up of radicals 'human' and a 'non'. So the non-human, the clown, is the actor. It sounds a bit melancholic and uncomfortable, but it might be the best interpretation of an actor, from a certain perspective. Looking painful when you are not, stumbling to the ground when you are not hit, falling in an intense love with someone you've only met for the first time, and even though it was only yesterday that you've experienced a heart-wrenching separation, you have to giggle in front of the camera today. That is an actor."
-So Ji Sub, On Acting.
This is not something I'd normally post at all, but watch it. This is so full of soul and depth, it is a beautiful expression of someone who works in the acting world. Though it may not be something I particularly have any interest in, I can appreciate it through my own sense of meaning of what Art is. You don't have to like Korean dramas to appreciate linguistics, or the simple appreciation of someone's interpretation of a concept; or of how they perceive themselves. I admit I teared up a bit. It is his choice of words, diction, the way he searched for the best way to convey everything he's been bottling up all these years. It makes sense, and I love everything that gives sense.
Simply beautiful, brave and bold. Shit, that sounded like a catchy line for advertising lipstick.
I think it would be best to say this now, that this is one of the reasons why I do not make this blog public. Putting on stuff like this will just invite comments like, "why do you post things like this, exposing a woman's awrah..."etc. There are only a few people in the world who share the same interests as me, who can appreciate the same things as me.. so few. So few of them who are practising, yet understand and love art and expression, who are not so narrow-minded to think that I would simply share this to display a woman's awrah to the world. Oh and yes, also comments like, why do you use such crass language? I don't swear because I like swearing. To me it's an expression; it adds taste to the words. Like salt. It seasons your otherwise bland words. You may not agree, whatever. But I respect my circle of friends and people who appreciate my normal line of poetry and prose, so that's why I decided to keep this side of myself a secret. It's not about leading double lives or being a hypocrite. It's about leaving space for people to wonder, concealing what is perceived as imperfections..
As of now I do not have anyone who fits the bill yet. Someone whom I have good conversations with. Someone who's on the same radar as me.
So what do I want? A friend? No, not just any friend. I need a friend who is going to stick by me no matter what. Someone who will willingly enter into my life and decides that he's going to endure and bear with me for the rest of his life. This may also be the best time to talk about my ideal man then. Ugh yuck, I hate that term. My would-be husband. Yes, he will be a person with whom I can discuss whether or not we should read Reza Aslan's books, talk about how Adnan Syed's case is depicted on Serial for hours, explore theories about parallel universes, discuss whether soulmates really resemble each other in their facial features, scoff or appreciate the Masjidil Haram expansion, dream about traveling around Spain and Morocco, laugh about how I can never whistle no matter who teaches me, do yoga together every morning, make bone broth, debate on whether we should buy organic or not, and salivate over ridiculously delectable desserts we both would never eat.. oh I can go on. But basically someone who's mind is on my level, who is good at holding a conversation, whom I don't necessarily have to agree with on every issue, someone who is pleasant to look at, and will not NOT understand it when I have iman-low days.
Sorry this was long, way off-tangent and you might not be able to relate to this at all, maybe because I was using arabic/islamic terms, or was 'speaking' in a social-religious-political context you've never encountered before.. it's alright, it was for my own benefit anyways, as are with all of my other rants and writings..