Writing With HaikuJAM

For those of you who are following my poetry account on Instagram (and for those of you who aren’t, click here to see my recent stuff!), some of you may have noticed the increasing amount of poems posted from HaikuJAM. You’ll also notice three names at the bottom of these pictures.

Well, where do we begin?

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I recently discovered an app called HaikuJAM on Instagram, and decided to give the app a try. Long story short, I was AMAZED. Not only is this app an amazing and creative idea, it’s simply a way for artists to collaborate.

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Etsy Shop Grand Opening, The Traveller, and a Poorly Written Update

I haven’t written an update in a long while, but I guess now would be a good time to write one!

There’s a lot that has happened over the past few months. So many projects, a lot more writing, exploring new and old things, binge-watching Friends (but that’s not relevant).

But two big things are in the works.

FIRST: the clearly illiterate café. now has a shop!

We are now officially on Etsy and selling prints! This is something I’ve been really wanting to do for a while, and I can’t wait to feature my new work there. We are starting with offering custom poetry prints, but soon plan to feature original calligraphy prints! This is something we are too excited for. You can access the store by clicking here or clicking the SHOP button at the top.

SECOND: The Traveller: Part I is to be released soon in paperback!

Although the eBook has been out for a while, my first poetry book The Traveller: Part I will be releasing very soon! We are just finishing the final touches and it will be available on Amazon! There will be more information coming soon so stay tuned to the blog. And yes, Part II is in the works.

THIRD: eBook sale!

The Traveller: Part I is on sale at Smashwords for FREE! It will be free until July 31st, so make sure you get it today! Smashwords offers most formats of the eBook so you’ll get access to all of them. Click here to get to the book and enter SFREE at checkout!

FOURTH: Politically Mateen

I have not done a Politically Mateen episode for a while. It was tough to get a video out during Ramadan, but one is definitely in the works…

You’ll be hearing more very soon about the first two points, and look out for a sale at the store.

Welcome to the New ‘the clearly illiterate café’ Website

Hello everyone!

‘the clearly illiterate café’ is almost two years old now, and that’s possibly the longest time I’ve ever held on to a blog or website. I thought this was the best time to expand my blog by separating from WordPress.com.

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dove – original poem

So I know I haven’t posted anything in a while, and I had promised this poem back in March, but I’m back! That’s good, right? I’ll write an update tomorrow so you guys know what I’m up to. I feel like there’s some big stuff.
Anywho this is the second poem that I had prepared for the Poetry Slam at York University. I did not qualify to the second round, so no one has really heard this. Or read it.

Matches and fires, sticks with barbed wires;
Chaos and fear run happily and free.
Great big men in suits, and other liars,
Will be the first amongst you who will flee.

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thoughts – original poem

As some of you know, there was recently a shooting in Peshawar inside of a Mosque. The news is tragic, but someone recorded footage of the entire incident on their phone. It was almost impossible to watch; it’s the kind of pain that digs deep into your skin. I really wish this sort of violence would stop. It’s not fair to anyone in such a situation. My heart goes out to them.

I sit in a Mosque, my hands held high
Praying to God that I could live another night;
That I don’t become a ghost or a memory forgotten,
That five years from now my skin won’t have become rotten.
Because in such a place of peace can still be infiltrated by hate.
Ratatatatat; caught in a surreal state.
The carpets are stained, blood on the window panes;
A bullet doesn’t touch me, so how can I still feel pain?
And yet God has covered me in a blanket;
I can go home to my family, not home in a casket.

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barakat – original poem

The news has broken my heart; Deah Barakat, Yusor Mohammad Abu-Salha and Razan Mohammad Abu-Salha had their lives taken away. There is nothing to even slightly justify what happened. I just hope to God that their deaths do not go in vain. This poem, which I had to write, is titled ‘Barakat’.

A blessing was robbed in the bright eyes of the sun.
Lovebirds were shot as they soared through the sky.
The gems were crushed; there was nothing to be done.
And the rivers, streamless and lost, flowed from her eyes.

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peshawar – original poem

In light of today’s tragedy in Peshawar, Pakistan, I have written a poem for all the victims. It deeply disturbs me how something like this could happen to someone, let alone that the victims were children. It is an absolutely shameless thing that has happened, and my sympathies go out to the family of the victims. May the community keep their strength during this tough time.

Terrorism has no religion, colour or creed;
If you believe so, you’ve failed to understand.
The only definition of terror is the evil deed
Of looking a child in the eyes while you take their soul from where they stand.

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indian summer – original poem

This is my second poem, titled ‘Indian Summer’.

My mind revolves around the Indian Summer.
The same one where you and I first met.
I told you upfront that I’d never been a lover,
But you’ve become the photograph stuck in my head.

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