TAGHRID BOU MERHI

 

 

In The Depth Of Metaphysics

 

At the dawn of existence,

when darkness split open into a mysterious light,

the mind kept swimming through dimensions,

trying to touch the truth in the sea of nothingness.

 

Are we merely an idea dwelling in an infinite world?

Or is existence an illusion we live as echoes within the vast expanse?

 

Metaphysics

a riddle understood only by stillness,

a mystery that captivates the heart and drowns it in a sea of questions.

Is the universe born from an idea,

or is existence the eternity with no beginning and no end?

How does time pass while, deep within us, it breathes meaning?

 

Everything, as we see it

does it exist in itself, or is it merely an image in a mirror that distorts the truth?

Are we consciousness, or are we myths in a strange mind?

 

The soul, in the depth of existence,

searches for an endless stillness,

travels through dimensions only to fall into the embrace of the unknown.

 

And metaphysics is an illusion, seen only by the heart

when the mind fails to interpret the secret of existence.

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The Enigma Of Life And Death

 

In a night that never ends,

I stand on the edge of existence,

gazing into the eyes of time,

asking silence about the meaning of life,

while I am between an embrace and abandonment,

between a moment and eternity.

 

Is existence merely an idea that fades with the wind?

Or is it a blink of an eye in the journeys of nothingness?

Everything around me moves in a vortex that does not turn,

as if the universe were a mist woven by the hand of annihilation.

 

Death is it an end or another beginning?

A shadow that appears on the horizon then vanishes into nothingness,

or is it a living secret dwelling in every step?

 

We are dreams in a mind that never sleeps,

breathing nothingness,

walking upon a ground that does not exist.

Every passing moment

feels like a minute in a sky without a horizon.

 

Our bodies pass as if they were smoke drowning in the sea of time,

yet our souls remain suspended between existence and death,

wandering between shadow and light,

between the beginning and the end.

 

And with every fall, we raise our heads to the sky,

searching for a secret long lost,

only to find ourselves returning to where we began,

in an endless circle of existence and death.

©® TAGHRID BOU MERHI - LEBANON - BRAZIL

 

TAGHRID BOU MERHI

 

TAGHRID BOU MERHI is a Lebanese-Brazilian poet, translator, editor, and media professional. She has published 23 books and translated 51 books, along with over 2,000 poems, stories, and critical articles featured in international magazines and anthologies. Her works have been translated into 49 languages. She has contributed to more than 550 international and Arabic anthologies. A recipient of numerous global literary awards, she is President of CIESART Lebanon and serves as editor and cultural relations officer in several international organizations. She is also a jury member in several international literary competitions. Taghrid is known for her poetic depth, humanistic vision, and dedication to building bridges between cultures through literature and translation.