Fly

Stories of the seasons

And the emotions we hide

Under the stormy skies

And write into the

Setting suns in summer

This is where my heart lays

And converses with yours

Into the sleepless nights

Poems for the faded, the brokenhearted, the healing and the happy. You’ll all find your voice here.

Fire Through Ashes

At times, we grapple with our own self-worth, seeking validation from those around us.

But true belonging stems from self-acceptance and finding the people who truly value us.

Each day presents a fresh start: shake off the past, reignite the spark within, and move forward without the weight of regret.

Fire In My Soul

Your blood is fire, I’ve been told, flame or desire, I should hold.

The wounds of life, are too old, through a future, bright as gold.

F. A. SHARHAN

Fire in My Soul is a collection of poignant and evocative poems that encapsulate the rollercoaster of emotions experienced by the author since 2013. As the title suggests, each poem blazes with an intense fire, kindled by the passion and rawness of the author’s experiences. This book is an invitation to take a journey through the author’s mind, a journey that is both challenging and fulfilling, as each poem provides a unique perspective on life.

The poems in this book delve into themes that are universal, including love, loss, hope, despair, and the fragility of life. With each turn of the page, the author invites you to take a closer look at your own life, to reflect on your own experiences, and to feel the emotions that these poems evoke. The book encourages you to take a deep breath, focus on the present, and let yourself be immersed in the power of these words.

The author’s intention in writing this book is to create a connection between the reader and the poetry, to inspire and encourage you to find your own meaning in these words. This book is an invitation to explore the depths of your own soul and to find a sense of peace and fulfilment amidst the chaos of life. If you are looking for a book that will touch your heart, ignite your passion, and inspire your spirit, then Fire in My Soul is the book for you.

Delightful Complex

All my life I have been unable to answer that definitive question.

Stumbling into the wrong tales,

Admiring my well-manicured nails.

Floundering with the ums and hmms,

Until I came across those two gems.

So please world,

do not hesitate to ask me one more time...

“How would you describe yourself?”

And I will showily respond with

Delightful Complex.

Coughing Up Ash

This poetry collection shares stories of trauma and attempts of healing. The poems are inspired by the Arabic poetry of Hija and popular nursery rhymes re-envisaged through tainted eyes. The poems are a mixture of voices that both express pain and speak with the gentleness of having found their catharsis.

Compendium

I’ve always dreamed of a poetry scene in the UAE. Not a fleeting stage but an immortal book, to hold our painted words and bring them to the hands of those who would read them.

I myself write but I didn’t imagine this book with me alone. I wanted it to express a multitude of emotions, ideas and expressions. That’s when I started looking for other poets to contribute to this book. It started with a small twitter group consisting of me, Zayed and A.Y.A. It slowly grew to seven poets. We compiled our poetry into the book you are holding right now, Compendium.

Call To Home

Ayesha, is a growing young lady, in her own manner. She learns the many moods of love and heartbreak, if webbed in confusion and fears of a tragedy unraveling. Expressing her ideas of what love, is and could not be. She pens down her fears, and the confusions she observes, engulfing a man or woman in a society unsure of their own ways. 

She finds love to be like a hidden maze. 

In the end, she recalls a story long heard, expressing gratitude to all that she learned due to this journey within, to the epitome of love. 

Brushstrokes

Brushstrokes on the canvas of my life…

The hues and shades of joys and sorrows, of pain and passion, of tears and desperation, all have lent fire to my quill and these brushstrokes paint the portrait of my soul…

The benevolent and omniscient has given me perspective and the inimitable joy of a spectator at all times…

The heartthrobs and heartbreaks, the hits and the misses, the mirth and the melancholy all paint these brushstrokes…

Life is a journey of the soul, refining it in each encounter with the self. Yes, each experience is, I believe, an experience of our own self and refinement of the soul.

We can either be bitter or be better when we experience life.

Whatever happens happens, because it has to happen, and it has to happen in that particular way…

Let life flow on like a stream and let me be a leaf floating on it.

Prostrate at thy feet, Lord Guruvayoorappa, I surrender…

Blue

THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR WEAK

Wandering In Cities Defeated By The Blackness Of Your Eyes

This is a book of poetry, love, and a journey with the impossible.
The author takes readers on a journey in search of the poet of the impossible.
She discusses with them emotional issues related to dreams, aspirations and conscience.
“Sorry, the passion fell into disbelief
From a whisper of nostalgia
And the impossible journey
We’ll laugh one day
We will be happy
We will rise
We will win
We will go one day towards the sun
We take life out of the heart of tragedy
We carry our Arab hearts
And our Arab eyes
And our Arabic incense
And our forgotten hopes
We will go one day towards our eastern dreams
The rays of the sunshine on our clothes.”

 I Should Write This Down

Let me be a cloud

That don’t stop for anyone

That marches through the storms

And rainy days

That wonder the horizons

Quenching the thrust of the green fields

Reviving the souls of the empty hearts

Bringing forth rainbows and butterflies

Let me be a cloud

Maybe then I will be

Free at last

 Amaira The Little Woman

Like amaira,

we have all been fragile buds,

wanting to blossom in the sun.

From the cocoon of soft petals,

to spread out our wings one day 

and fly with our heart

as a vibrant butterfly!