{"id":5843,"date":"2025-12-01T23:02:52","date_gmt":"2025-12-02T03:02:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/?page_id=5843"},"modified":"2025-12-01T23:02:52","modified_gmt":"2025-12-02T03:02:52","slug":"three-words","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/blogs.ubalt.edu\/welter\/fall-2025-digital-lit\/three-words\/","title":{"rendered":"THREE WORDS \u2014 Ghazal Azad Jahan \u2014 Fall 2025"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I’m So Busy by Christine Williams<\/p><\/div>\n

THREE WORDS<\/h1>\n

Ghazal Azad Jahan<\/p>\n

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pyaar<\/strong><\/em> \/ week\u2019s respite, past half-raised sun \/ sky bids a parting kiss \/ and her tears caresses my cheeks \/ i am a priest \/ amongst a confession \/ what is love \u2014 a fallen asking to be heard \/ i could never find north star \/ and an unusual lane passes by \/ dearest you \/ by a bridge \/ arms wide open, almost wings \/ who\u2019s embracing you? \/ shared umbrella \/ you adore rains \/ sevens of heaven praying \/ to be known this innately \/ i do, too \/ i hold onto my breaths \/ what\u2019s odds
\nbetween us? \/ you laugh \/ may my paths lead towards you \/ each chance, you wait \/ hands unknown of their doings \/ where coincidences morphs fate \/ mohabbat<\/strong> <\/em>\/ in grief & glory \/ your glance, i want upon me \/ i place a conch \/ on your ear \/ you hum a song \/ our laugh, whisking sun-hour \/ a sandcastle washes away \/ you kiss me again \/ what do waves whisper? \/ to be loved \/ enough \/ that i could scatter \/ you place a pebble \/ in my palm \/ so small, so round \/ i was a breeze, unheard \/ a drifting shore \/ before you \/ now, i am unafraid \/ of what i shall become \/ no moment should pass \/ either of us alone \/ halves of a seashell \/ i give you my heart \/ gnaw upon \/ or sing goodnight \/ at your grace \/ in your hands, i surrender \/ ishq<\/strong><\/em> \/ a quiet drive \/ you, driving & i, taking a window \/ searching you upon horizons \/ but, you are here, besides \/ yet, you appear so far \/ what becomes of us? \/ where had we lost ourselves? \/ don\u2019t say anything \/ cold sheets \/ does your ghost recognise? \/ rains \/ i don\u2019t ask, \u2018want to eat?\u2019 \/ dinner table & fights \/ you don\u2019t hum \/ do we ever truly return home? \/ i leave alone \/ i wish, you bring an umbrella \/ this drift \/ to survive this unbecoming \/ i wish you stay \/ please call me \/ i miss your voice \/ a train back hometown \/ you, on the platform \/ in your hand, my scarf \/ the final iteration of love<\/p>\n

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Ghazal Azad Jahan<\/b> is a poet, questioning where an artist\u2019s duty weighs in present human conditions. Jahan\u2019s works span across love, nature, faith, womanhood and liberation, and their interconnection. Find a window of their thoughts on <\/span>odeonoud.carrd.co<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n

Christine Williams<\/b> is a Maryland poet and artist. She writes poems based on life experiences. When it comes to her art, her favorite medium to work with is yarn on canvas. She appreciates patterns and making various shapes by mixing colors of yarn and making a work of art. In her career, she has taught various art classes including comic book composition, sculpture making, basket weaving, pottery, and drawing, just to name a few. Teaching and making art is her passion. Some of her work has been featured at the Rochester Contemporary Art Center in Rochester, New York and online through the Las Laguna Art Gallery. Christine\u2019s art has also been showcased as part of the Prince George\u2019s County Parks and Recreation ACHD Visual Arts Program. Her work is also featured in both public and private collections throughout the county.<\/span><\/p>\n

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