sonder: The Solution. 

The concept of ‘solution’ is hardly singular. There is no one solution to a problem because of the quintessential nature of mutliple problems and their respective solutions changing and growing in a given epoch.  But right now, with Indo-Pak ties coming irreparably undone, one solution comes to mind. You’d think it’s seemingly unrelated, but this…

hiraeth: Shut up. 

You may wish for me  To remain silent   To send my voice Hurtling into oblivion You may wish for me  To be docile  To quickly render my  Opinion sterile You may wish for me  To helplessly sink  In the quagmire of your  Raised voice and pitch You may wish for this  You’re epicurean, after…

hiraeth: Untitled.

There is a place  Full of magic  Full of discovery It lies among the trees When you open  Your eyes wide And behind your eyelids When you close  Them tight And this place Is our abode Just you and me  And the pleasures We seek, simple pleasures Words spoken Words unspoken But full of longing …

hiraeth: Percy Bysshe Shelley

The fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of heaven mix forever With a sweet emotion: Nothing in the world is single;  All things by law divine  In one another’s being mingle  Why not I with thine?  – Love’s Philosophy  This poem need not just be about romantic love;…

hiraeth: Marie Howe 

“Understand, I love you, even as I turn from you like this to run breathless down a dim and disappearing street behind a man who squints at house numbers, bewildered, about to say something I want to hear” – Apology  Time tests even the most deeply felt emotions – love chief among them. Love, despite…

hiraeth: Hayden Carruth 

“I have a sorrow that’s not wholly mine, but anothers” -On a certain engagement south of Seoul  We often carry around the weight of others’ troubles and sorrows because we love them, but it gets us down.  If their sorrow is being shared, endure. If it is being dumped, leave. 

hiraeth: Nonetheless. 

When lightning  Strikes a tree  It asks not  Permission  When raging fire Consumes a forest It asks not  Admittance  When biting frost Freezes lungs  It asks not  Consent  When disease  Claims a body  It asks not  License  When anger  Burns a soul  It asks not  Acceptance When negativity  Darkens a smile It asks not  Allowance …

hiraeth: Vacuum. 

The world is full of rain Just not enough earth  To soak in the clouds’ kiss  In overnight rebirth;  The world is full of music Just not enough silence  Of people simply listening  To their breaths, their essence; The world is full of beauty  Just not enough beholders  People who believe that not  All that…