inSINcere – a poem by studentasim

inSINcere - a poem by studentasim
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When you have done everything you could have done
To apologize
But are not forgiven…
Can you not see my Sincerity?
One apology
Two apologies
Three apologies
More
Painful
For me
And you
But
Still can’t YOU SEE my Sincerity?
Am I not there?
Did I not show?
Unlike others
Who wouldn’t have cracked to look back
But NO
I realize the mistake
An error in judgement
I didn’t know better
Really
Truly
Sorry
But not even a silent acknowledgement?
I’m not looking for you to take me back with open arms
Just acknowledge, even silently, my Sincerity
I was forthcoming
It never happened again
It never happened to anyone else
You probably loathe me
I understand
Just realize
I came clean
It’s a milestone
That’s all
I am not the same person
Yet I’m still hostage in your account
Even years later
So who is Insincere
Me
or You?
Times like this tell me one thing
Only God is my witness
And Only God is my judge
I’m not playing the God card
Just looking to be released
Is there no such bargain
Of Sincerity for Forgiveness?
Since you can’t do it
Maybe God can
When you have done everything you could have done
To apologize
But are not forgiven
InSINcere…

Can you Close? – A poem by studentasim

Can you Close? a poem by studentasim
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You can open

Wounded Soldier – a poem by studentasim

Wounded Soldier - a poem by studentasim
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Clear my throat

STOP – a poem by studentasim

Stop - a poem by studentasim
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There comes a time in a person’s life when it has to
STOP

Little Girl – a poem by studentasim

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In solidarity against the Massacre of Gaza July/August 2014

Ineffective – a poem by studentasim

Ineffective - a poem by studentasim
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Ineffective
myself
my health
my youth

From Right to Left – Aren’t I Canadian too?

From Right to Left - Aren't I Canadian too?
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In light of this recent article, Is Kingston (ON, Canada) racist? I will share a personal experience of trying to get my book “into” the Kingston Public Library.

Kingston Ontario Canada is like a “sacred” city for me because this is my roots in this country. A place where my father first came as a student to do his Masters in 1965 from #Pakistan.

Halls of Power – studentasim

Halls of Power - studentasim
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As I stood in the Halls of Power

Process – studentasim

Process - studentasim
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Life is your teacher
Think
It was always about Process
As the train leaves
On it is something you own
The difference is a flash of a second
Why do you feel restricted?
Did you get back what was yours?
It could be gone forever
Think
It was always about Process…

Sweet Poison – studentasim

Sweet Poison - studentasim
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You see that other person in that scenario?