#19th
note: this is not a poem but an account of the mental aftermath of Hanau, where ten people got killed yesterday. one of them was the mother of the killer who worked in a bank, was paranoid and believed in conspiracy theories.
a turkish guy whose name means "justness" was shot to death by him. in the community, he was popular for his kindness.
he was killed because he was an immigrant, a muslim, and because he hung out with his friends in a shisha bar to enjoy his leisure time. got hit by bullets. died, leaving relatives, friends and an entire muslim community, the entire world, in daze.
met three uber drivers today, all of them muslims, two of them know some of the victims personally.
the first one of them was desperately sad today. i asked him "how are you?" he answered "not well" and told me everything. i was very concerned because i can't deal with such inhumane cruelty.
the second driver was from pakistan. he argued that germany is an open-minded country and that he had left his country due to religious lunacy that is lived by some people there.
the third driver was interestingly humorous. as wired as it may sound, he thought positively after the assasination and said that the relatives of the victims should live on as if their people hadn't been killed.
i don't know about that; yet, everyone deals with terror differently.
hanau is just a couple of miles from my home city, frankfurt am main.
in my heart, my spirit and my soul, i am with all the victims, their relatives, friends and colleagues.
MAY GOD BLESS ALL YOUR SOULS. MY CONDOLENCES. MAY GOD BLESS US ALL.
MUCH LOVE FOR ALL BELIEVERS OF ALL RELIGIONS. LOVE IS THE ONLY WAY TO DEAL WITH THAT.
The killer killed himself after the crime.
OH GOD, GIVE US STRENGTH. WARMTH. HOPE.
Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 3:01 PM UTC
Today it’s been three years, since I first penned my thoughts
To this day, it remains special
Thoughts and words
Happy and sad
Reasons and none
Expressing them all
Happy to have found a place to share them too
Gratitude
Oct 19, 2019
Oct 19, 2019 at 2:36 AM UTC
He is mom's little treasure
Her golden boy with the warmest smile
Kept away from everyone to see
Forever a wonder for them to seek
He is dad's little prince
His successor to the empire
Trained to be generous and kind
Hidden behind huge walls like a prisoner
He is my sister's little soldier
Her defender at all cost
Protector in plain white shirt
Will sacrifice everything in her behalf
He is my little brother
My all-time favorite buddy
The Robin to my Batman
The shadow who pushes me at my best
He is our little sunshine
Our piece of hope and light
Source of all the happiness
Caressing us with his comforting embrace
But where is he now?
In a place where all is well and beautiful
A place where he truly belongs
He is our little angel
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 10:09 PM UTC
**** sensibility
I need sensitivity
emotions
that pour
as black
as tar
from
the ashes
of our complexity.
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 9:20 PM UTC
19 th October 2016
**Writing happened overnight
Some pent up thoughts
Confused no where completely understood
Clarity and Connect
With self
The need to express well
Wrote the night whole
Out ,came The Soul '
Held defences high
Not wanting to break the shell
Some chapters always
Skipped
Escaped
Deleted
Never to be visited
Yet life can be strange and funny
However well planned
It takes it own course
Makes you read listen and understand
And learn those very lessons
The student in me
Awakened Anew
Glad to have found my words
Or maybe the words found me
The right tone for the inner voice
Well timed
No more confined
**
Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 9:03 PM UTC