Entries by Haroon

Surrender to Love

I’ve grappled with my relationship with my daughter.  I love her unconditionally.  However, the first 7 years of my relationship with her are a blur.  Mental illness and an unhappy marriage with her mother made it impossible for me to be as mentally present as I wanted to be.  Coupled with my own self-esteem issues […]

Chemicals In My Brain Are Liars

*Trigger warning* *Contains references to suicide* This has been one of the most incredible weeks of my life. I opened my heart to someone special. I did it without wanting anything in return, other than the desire for a more honest friendship. I poemed the fucking shit™ out of people. I grew closer to my daughter.  […]

Loudspeaker

More poetry. I wrote this one with my loudspeakers in mind. I’ve had them for 25 years, they’ve traveled with me across 2 continents and over 12 homes in that time. Loudspeaker I sit calmlyReady to receive signalsAnalogueDigitalI don’t discriminateFrame carved from woodInterior carefully calibrated electronicsGreat engineering never goes out of fashionGood vibrations run through […]

Haroon

As promised, more poetry, this piece is called Haroon and is about my name. Haroon Origin storyNo spider bitesDropped in Luton, via PakistanEast end matriarch named meRight-hand man of a tongue-tied prophetReligious narratives are the roots to the branch of this treeMusa and HaroonMyth or realityDon’t knowDon’t careI’ll turn myth into realityTook damn near four […]

7 Bar Loop

This is the first poem I’m sharing on my blog. I will continue to share current drafts of poems I am working on. Feel free to leave feedback or if things were not clear in the comments. It’s all love. I welcome what you have to say. Here it is: 7 Bar Loop Loop the […]

How I Wrestled My Ego to The Mat (And Won)

I cut ALL my hair off. Shaved it to be more precise. That must sound like the most ordinary thing you’ve read in a world saturated with Internet think pieces.  Tell anyone who’s known me for a good chunk of my life that I just shaved my head and they’ll choke on their cornflakes. Let’s […]

Vote for the Society You Want

This morning I woke up and all I could think about was my recent visit to the supermarket. During my visit, you couldn’t find an egg or a loaf of bread. The shelves were so barren you’d be hard-pressed to find a bread crumb or a speck of lint on them.  I was disappointed, but […]

The Key to My Creative Process

I’m having a fascinating journey as a writer right now.  The past several weeks have been interesting. Some days I’ve lacked inspiration and other days I’ve been furiously jotting down ideas that I want to come back to.  Recently, I was reading a book called “Feck Perfuction” by James Victore and an idea popped into […]

My Name Is Haroon and I’m An Artist

Far too much of my adult life has been shaped by what others wanted for me. My parents wanted me to have an arranged marriage to a (British) Pakistani girl. I did that. It ended in divorce. Badly.  My parents wanted me to get proper qualifications and do “respectable work”. So I got an undergraduate […]

Love Is An Act of Sacrifice

“Love is an act of sacrifice” This is from my favourite poem I’ve written over the past 3 years. It was inspired by the closing lecture given by Robert McKee when I attended his Story seminar in May 2019. This line is poetic. Beautiful.  But now I have to put it into practice. I’m sitting […]