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Microbiome (the good and the bad)
By Ashraf

I walked at sundown
as the sun kissed the ground
in every corner of my town.
The snow was so powdery fresh
the beauty of its enormity a mesh
in full display, unabashed.

The sun set
by waltzing it way out
in what seemed an instant.
Snow covered the ground
dressed like a princess’s gown
on her beautiful day
with her magical crown.
The earth embracing, waltzing, merging
into the night.
Nothing but perfection was felt.

No dirt
or growling creatures beneath:
the giant,
the fragile,
nor the ugly beast.
All their microbiomes
were covered by fresh powdery snow.

I felt majestically poetic
filled with enormous ohh.
Emotions so fresh and so very very raw
I started dancing and crying at once.
Singing the love songs again and again
to all creatures who can hear
My body and my trillions of vibrating cells,
The enormous numbers of invisible kin
held together by my skin
googles of microbiomes dancing
and singing too.

Our voices
the voice of the voiceless song.
Echoed in space
at the speed of light
Heard by googles of other microbiomes around.

Over and beneath the earth abounds
my mother, my hero,
her microbiome underground.
My beloved sister,
gone by COVID
not long ago.
My beloved dad.
All & all,
their biomes and mine.
Dancing with those beneath & above the ground.

They danced and twirled
like Darwish Muslims,
the ancient Persian crowd proudly joined hands
with the current earthly inhabitants
in a joyful dance.
Movements of circling abound.
birds hear it loud and resound.
animals moved by emotions, earthbound.

Suddenly the sky turned red
from emotions inside and out.
Love was felt vibrating the earth
expressing once again its devotion.
And continuity kept
saying to the earth:
My goodbye is not forever.
my beautiful earth,
my beautiful bride,
see you in the morning sunrise.

When I bring you my lover
the energy
the hope
Teaching you the way to fight darkness
and the way to cope.
Know and understand
that after each darkness
each down
each tragedy
though sadness abounds:

There will ALWAYS ever be the SUNRISE

again.
There will ALWAYS ever be the SUNRISE

again.
Rejoice!
Rise up!
For HERE & For NOW.
LOVE is all.

Love the cycle
the microbiome
the good and the bad.

Enjoy the cycle
the microbiome
the good and the bad!

What If?
By :Ashraf

Every morning
evening

and night
Thousands of husbands and wives
Sons and daughters
fight a deadly virus on the front lines.

Families blow untouchable kisses
behind the cold frosty windows 
Praying to God
"Please keep them safe 
Keep them alive

Let them win this war."

While the killer virus
crawls by trillions
expanding its troops
invisibly, silently, easily
occupying lands and their people.
Taking prey one per one.

No lines drawn in the sand.
No brutality of ICE

No barbaric cages
Billion-dollar walls
Acting outrageous
No cluster bombs 
No Nagasaki or Hiroshima
No set up for FEMA
No end to this phenomena.

People drowned in anxiety
Confined at home in every society
with the stress of life's
what ifs.
What if?
Bringing total sobriety.

Wondering,
what if?
The heroes of the frontlines
the nurses
Doctors
Cleaning staff
Men in the fight
What if they all evaporate?
What if my beloveds never come home?
What if I'm next?
Oh well, never mind. Who cares.
As long as my beloveds are safe.

But what if
we all pause?
Look at this as a sign –
to awaken, contemplate, readjust, remeasure, and resize?
To take off the delusional glasses
The blindness the invincibile some
What if this is all a sign –
To carve our path to love?
A philosophical journey
A road map of sorts?
Where religious histories are being told?

What if
this is for humanity to learn
to perfect?
Ask
to evolve at once?
From cavemnn to the perfected and the kind?

To give up weapons,

the killing machines
the arsenals of cavemen
gathered like collectibles
built by misperceptions?
Us versus others?
What if this is to stop the wars at once?
Hug kids in Yemen
the Palestinian youth
Syrian heroes
All defending their lands
Fighting insatiable imperialism and its gangs

What if we respected the Iranian Revolution
Accepted human evolution
seek and find solutions
Lift horrific sanctions
Killing innocents based on differences
and misperceptions
Stop threats
covert and overt operations?
Iran, Russia, China
Today is one, next is Korea, Cuba,Venezuela
Ukraine or Ziombove or Bolivia.

What if we learn from this titanic war
and crush our egoes?
Leave it behind and away, afar
Not to be the only star?
What if
we share?
Stop building the damn wall?
Regime changes
Illegal acts and crimes
Hateful, nasty brawls

What if we understand the message of God:

unite?

Stop the endless WARS?
Cherish, love one another
Let JUSTICE stop fraud
Seek equality for all
let love govern our hearts?

What if we all evolve?
Globally?
At ONCE?
What if
we embrace God's message
to be a human being
as our destinies intended?
What if we all evolve?
What if we all evolve?

The second coming!

By Ashraf

The second coming!
they clamor,
beating their chests.
Provoking nations
dropping bombs over their heads
innocents slaughtered
heroes not spared.
In far ... far ancient
biblical lands
painting it with blood
the color of red!

Turning homes to dust
streets to rubble.
Raising pulses of humanity
to a palpable crescendo
Sorrow
The Unease
Unsettled!


Gone with the wind
The lives, laughter of kids.
Hearts STOP beating
Lives halted
Shattered and destroyed
Smashed & VOID
Like mosquitos or ants
to be terribly annoyed.


The second coming!
They declared,
bulldozers
buzzing around bodies of the dead.
Homes uprooted
many have fled.
Generations vaporized like dust
slowly falling downwards
adding to the earthly crust.
Bodies buried deep in the sand
the young
barely adults
loved ones
leaving earlier than their time
would have otherwise allowed.


A body bleeding drip by drip
left dying on the corner of a street
coloring the road
the darkest shade of red
For all to see.
Yet!
Vultures.... buzzards....Condors flying
Circling over... the body of the dead!


The second coming!
They spewed,
While blind & ignorant
Oblivious to their crimes
Butchering the left and the right
Too blind to notice
The SECOND COMING is already HERE!


The unity of real Islam
& the real Christians
And billions of others
The LOVE for one another
The crowd of the Muslims, the Christians, & the Jews
and all others away from their views
Chanting
Chanting
Of the LOVE reverberating the sky
The enormous energy
Of the LOVE
Traveling so fast
Uniting with one
Connecting to others!


Blind and oblivious to the chants for JUSTICE
As Jesus & Muhammad fought for
As the Quran demands
And prescribes.
Oblivious to the ERA of real information
Unity of the Human race.
Oblivious to the END of their ERA
Their overwhelming LIES
Crimes beyond belief
TRUTH turned upside down
Forcing the masses to rise up,
to take a peaceful STAND!


End of the ERA of darkness
End of the WARS of creeds
The era of overwhelming DECEITS
To embrace unity through the LOVE
Seeking JUSTICE once and for all.

The second coming is HERE
Not in a literal sense
Not in physical... touchable... seeable human plight
But, as an abstract spiritual delight

As religion is always meant to be
And always will be
A real jihad!
A struggle within and outside till righteousness abides...
Cutting trough culmination of FEAR leading to the HATE
Coming to the END for once and for all.


Welcoming the ERA of PEACE
Through the unity & justice for ALL.
The second coming is already here
NEVER again to fall
Enlightening the earth inhabitants
With DIGNITY for all
Let’s embrace this earth-shattering
Revamping
Reverberating
The second coming ERA
Already BEGUN.

An END to the WARS
END to the empires of DECEIT.
END to kings with murderers & CREEDS
Colonialism & race superiority through
Devision manipulation, and CHEATS.


The second coming is ALREADY here
& will NEVER disappear!
Let’s celebrate & embrace UNITY through LOVE.
Celebrate and seek JUSTICE once and for all
Let’s celebrate the earth
this vast kingdom & its grand nature
It various creatures
The people and the dove.

The SECOND coming is here and has begun.
A Celebration of life.
A celebration of life!

Page Update 08/19/2019

Many Flying Pigeons in the Blue Sky

Liberated. Absolved

By: Ashraf


I want to free myself from me.
The me that judges
builds a wall with pride
separates and divides.

I want to free myself
to be mankind.
Liberated, sophisticated
evolved.

The caring
The kind
Who is color blind
to absolute default. 
No separation
or ever divide.

To love nature
and its extension,
man, as one of its masterpiece creations.
The seed, its fruits
The earth, its weeds
Animals of all kinds
The ant
The lion
The eagle 
The strong and the weak
Noah’s ark as God's intent.

I want to free myself from me
Liberated 
Evolved
Remove the colored lenses
Judgmental glances
See all as I see myself.
I want to do to others
as I expect to be done unto me.  


The mankind
God’s image on earth
The ONE Attar’s Simorgh instructs.
The ONE Hallaj tried to construct.
The ONE Rumi beautifully described.
A universe made of molecules
The bacteria
The good and the bad
Living in harmony as destined.


To build me who I am
God’s creation on earth
His masterpiece
The kind
and evolved
Perfected and beautifully designed 
absolved.

So I work on me
Starting Today. Right HERE and NOW.

With the stroke of a brush 
on a canvas of the unknown.
I paint me, the masterpiece.
A new me
to be

Built 
Liberated
Absolved 
Free.


By a gentle brush
One stroke at a time
Refined.


God’s image on earth
As intended upon my birth!
Free from judgment or divides!
Liberated.
Absolved!

Unique but similar!

By Ashraf


I've traveled to so many places.
I've seen continents, nations
tribes, and various
colors, races, and faces.
Each time I tried to gather
a pearl of wisdom or two.
My shade changed to different colors & hues.

It seemed a blessing at first
But also a curse too.
My feeling of belonging grew and grew
But I also felt as though I no longer belonged.
They became my family and my country 
my beloved
my cultures too.

I felt at home with all religions
as long as love was their allegiance.
Hate was a forbidden path for me.
The path of justice was the main road
to end all existing feuds.
I always found a bridge to my sweet home
loved all the cultures I had ever known
and places I had ever roamed.

But it was a lonely journey all along
as I felt isolated from the crowd.
I wanted everyone to love one another
as they seemed so alike.
Once the layers were peeled like an onion
the cores were all unique but similar.

Deeply human
filed with sorrow and love
striking resemblance
despite our clothing and appearance.
I wanted to scream
please STOP!
Focus on similarities and realize
we are all truly one.

Scattered particles of a shooting star
The result of the Big Bang theory afar
We are all truly one
Unique
Beautiful
Special
Creating a tapestry
a melting pot
a masterpiece
A mosaic or carpet of Persian art.

We are all but one
I wish we could accept it
believe it
understand it
and move on forward. 

Well-Being Worldwide

Away from hate 

United for LOVE

By: Ashraf 

I want to write a poem
but my words don’t form a rhyme.
I want to write a poem
but the ghost of my inspiration
Disappeared and gone
I want to reach out to you.

YES!
You and
you and
you.
But, you snub.
Push me away. 

YOU?
... you are a Muslim.
I am gay.
You hate me
so please go away!

 YOU?
... you are a Christian.
I am an atheist.
You and I are truly apart.
YOU?
You are white.
I am black.
Can you notice the difference?
Don’t be stupidly blind –
notice my color
my beauty & uniqueness
my skin’s gorgeous hue.
Please go get lost
you've already done enough
from the beginning of time
with your evil & continued menace. 

Everyone seems mad
widening this huge existing gap
creating more distance
tearing each other apart.
Voices get muffled,
paths foggy,
destinations unknown.
I plead...
please, please come over.
Let us UNITE
leading us to a clearer path,
a surer destination.
The path of love.

 But, my words are garbled.
My poems have no rhymes.
My path seems cliché
It doesn’t register
or calm.

So we all keep moving,
carving our own path of lines
drawn in the sand
made of many tribes
each against the other.
Unity is a dream,
the halo over our heads.

 So I keep repeating,
please let us unite.
Unity is our way
Savior is you and you and you
The men in the mirror
The only path is love.

 But, my words are garbled.
My poems have no rhymes.
So I keep carving my own path of love

alone

and alone.

The Sound of Silence 

By Ashraf

love the sound of silence
palpating the air
like a gentle breeze 
passing through my hair.

 love the sound of silence 
like a calming wave
making love to the shore –
rhythmically melodic
and soothing one's soul,
vibrating the cells within its core.

I love the sound of silence 
filling up the air 
like the smell of jasmine
or roses. 
Nowhere to be seen 
Yet, an aroma so intense
spilling over
intoxicating the air.

I love the sound of silence
filling up the air,
reminding me of you
without a sound.
Whispering 
delightfully in my ear!

I love the sound of silence 
retelling me of you.
Never here
never around
yet never absent
Never far, 

Ilove your soundless sound
screaming at my soul
through the window of my mind
singing love songs
shattering my core
touching my 
essence 
being & 
soul
without ever being here!
Never present,
yet, never away.
Like a sound of silent 
palpating, 
surrounding me 
like oxygen in the air!


Posted 10.29.2018

the phoenix bird

Rising like a Simorgh (Persian Phoenix)

By Ashraf

When the road reaches a dead end
When the walls finally cave in
When the darkness penetrates
Sealing the cracks 
Covering every ray of light
The darkness of dark
Ruled & reigned in –
I rise like a Simorgh.

When one lost its voice
After thunderous screams
When hurricanes of injustice
Wiped everything 
When a fiery blaze of corruption
Burned up justice into smoldering ashes –
I rise like a Simorgh.

When all traces of happiness and joy
Collide into a dead end
and vanish like a drop in the desert 
When the hope is all but gone
Prayers unanswered 
The end is near & everything is wiped out –
I raise like a Simorgh 

Too high, high above
Where there is nothing but light
Joy and soulful delight
No places of corruption or greed
No deception or deceit 
Leading to an oasis of calm
Conquering peace within
I rise and I rise
Traveling layers and layers
Inward
Diving in
Inside the universe within

Tearing the pages of darkness 
Opening a window to light
Rising from the ashes 
Left deceptively behind
Searching & finding the heat and energy beneath 
Creating a fiery blaze
Breaking nuances 
Strengthening the voices
Traveling the never-ending roads
Divulging in
To find all answers within.

Rising like a Simorgh, 
A traveling universe inside 
Within
Intact
Hidden
Untapped treasure
Enabling the “Me”
So the “I” within
Can raise like a Simorgh 
Only through traveling within
Discovering
Divulging
Diving in
So the “I” can rise like Simorgh –
From the ashes AGAIN!



Pledge to Love

Pledge to love
I pledge to lovonever betray my beloved.
Love is cure.
Love heals 
Love is pure
Love molds,
shapes,
And beholds.

 Love connects.
Takes away the pain of disconnects.
Heals loneliness &the depressed.
Love has,
Mends broken hearts,
Stitches back our worldly attire.

 Love is the only way.
As Christians says,
“Love one another” (John 13:34)
As Quran says,
“Humanity is one”( Quran 49:10)
Love is a divine sign.
"You may know one another” (
Quran49:13)
As Buddhism announces
“My religion is kind” (Dalai Lama)

 As the wise have always known,
Love is the only way.
Loving each other
Is the ONLY way.



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