Entries by Haroon

It’s Ok to Not Be OK…

I’ve been grappling with what to write lately. Part of me has wanted to write a review of the year so far. Part of me wants to tackle my mental health challenges and where I’m at currently with it. Or maybe I write about both? I’m just going to write until I’ve emptied myself, then I’ll […]

Zaynub

So, I’m currently summoning up the energy to go through heaps of notes and drafts and ideas for drafts for the blog. There’s a lot I want to say, communicate and share. But this year’s events have thrown me massively off balance. While I do that, to keep the flame burning, I’ve been performing and […]

Love Is a Balm

I’ve been part of a poetry reading group set up by a friend of mine I used to work for last year. It’s been great fun sharing a lot of my newest writing with them, and being exposed to poetry in Hindi and Urdu too. We get to choose between reading our own work and […]

Saying Goodbye

Three weeks to the day today, I laid my close friend Ty to rest in South London. It was the hardest day of my life. Hands down. But I’m grateful that I didn’t have to do this on my own. I did this together with a village, MY village, a family that has adopted, due […]

Tomorrow

I had 24 hours left to write something that I could submit to Creative Futures’, a writing competition for poets and prose writers. I ended up writing this poem and realising that it went way over the word limit that Creative Futures’ set. I decided against editing the poem down to meet their requirements. I […]

A New Perspective

I really need to start writing more again. Well….I want to write more. “I need to…” is such a strong and absolute statement. I know I’m starting to repeat myself, but I’m still grieving, it’s thrown my physical health off of balance. I’m also trying to figure out ways to bring money in as copywriting […]

Staying Fluid

I’ve been quiet on here for a while. I lost someone close to me to Covid19 and I’m still struggling to come to terms with my loss and the loss to my community. I’m working my way through my grief at my own (crawling) pace. Creativity is my refuge. It always has been a way […]

My Lover Is…

I’m trying to push myself out of my comfort zone with writing and was challenged in a workshop by this wicked poet, Desree to use an “extended metaphor” in a poem. My understanding of an “extended metaphor’ is taking one metaphor, and running with it for the rest of the poem. You’ll see the metaphor […]

Cosmic Dust

Recently my close friend, big brother, and creative mentor Ty passed away due to the Covid19. I do not know how to do justice to his memory or even begin to convey the level of heartache I am feeling at his passing. I will be trying to process my grief through writing and some of […]