Pomme De Terrre Mohammed Umar
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- Society & Culture
I am on a journey... a poetic journey, as I get to read my poems about my hopes and silence, that I never seem to share. Poetry to me is a way for me to say what I can't say to people; for example, how when they say a certain word, how it makes me feel... I love it!
Listen as I recite my poems as Moonlight, as Mohammed.
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Entropy
This poem is an attempt to accepting an understanding grief, grief that is yet to transpire. An attempt to accepting an understanding.
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Diogene's Lamp
This poem possesses the dissatisfaction I feel skirting around the German word "Erklärungsnot": a tempest of the mind.
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Cumulus Conspiracy
What is there in our lives other than the remembrance of lost youth and lamentation for what is? This poem is about these moments.
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I recorded these poems from Anthropogenic Activities in an empty mosque on our school campus, in an attempt at finding a quiet place to record, otherwise I would not have made these recordings. So, I ask that you bear with me the background noise from the street nearby and the boy sweeping the grounds and consider them as white noise: nothing more, nothing less. -
The Sun Plots Against Snow and Ice
I like to think, in the end, certain things become enveloped into themselves again; they return to their subdued form–we.
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Night Cajoles Us All
Recently, I cannot help but juxtapose grief with selfishness; there is a codependence I cannot explain: a necessity to living and co-dependence.
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Beacon
I asked myself as I redrafted this poem: "Are we in the shadow of something greater than us, that we cannot rebut? Our lives is in a trajectory we cannot direct."