Monday, April 6, 2015

THE COVERRR!!!!!!

Haiiii yallllll :D

GUESS WHAT?! 

The cover is finished!!!! Below I shall show you the process I went through to get the final copy...

 





AND THE FINAL COPYYYYYY!!!!!!!!

I worked on this every single breathing second I got. In my free period, in my lunch, early hours, late hours, break time, weekends, in between classes, after I went to sleep, before I woke up... My blood, sweat, and tears went into this and I'm soooo happy with the outcome!!

I've also made a TWITTER account!! I will be posting quotes and random rhymes on there.
You can follow me at @iHuda_K

ANDDDDDD I MADE A TUMBLR!!
A good friend of mine, the backbone motivation of this project, among others,-urged me to make a tumblr. And so I finally did! I will be posting sketches of lines from my poems there!! You can email me sumbmissions and I will feature your art work as well! (After the book is published) XD

You can follow me at @iHudaK, the title is matryoshka doll.



I will also be following a schedule hopefully. *fingers crossed*

Monday's: Twitter
Tuesday's: Blog
Wednesday's: Tumblr (sketch) 
Thursday's: Blog
Friday's: Twitter 

Be sure to spread the word and follow me! <3

X
-Huda K. 


Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Leaky Heart Angel

"Lost love and broken hope
I'm a leaky heart angel 
that can't keep her wings up" -Leaky Heart Angel



Lost Love and Broken Hope.
This is actually a poem i wrote after reading some abstract quote about angels and i realized how the word angel is used as an affectionate word to describe a girl. and usually they are filled with love and over flowing with emotion. i mean.. blonde hair, blue eyes,angelic voice, and don't forget that harp! So I thought, what if the the angel had her own heat in her hands and she was looking at it bleeding.
that's essentially where i got Leaky Heart Angel from.


Now lets go to the first line... lost love. This can either mean love that is lost... (oh no i lost mom at Walmart!) OR that love HAS lost. In this day and age... where does love come in? oh righttt... it comes in handy to share your status on Facebook and obviously tag your significant other in cute pictures -even if they're not true. But what really is love? Ill tell you what love is... love is the greatest mysteries of all time! People are always coming up with ways to define life and love. They don't realize that it can not be defined!

Love lost can also be that love has lost the race of life and something more important has won. 

Broken Hope. Broken is something that has already been shattered and has cracks. Crevices that can not be filled in. Broken hope is like broken glass. Even if you glue the peices back, the scars that have been made-swear to never fade. 
Broken can be used to describe a person. That pieces of them have been lost and they can't really find them. Thier puzzle of life has,not only one missing piece but rather a few... The puzzle pieces are gone or missing they are torn and ruined. 

Hope. You make a circle with your mouth emitting a beautiful gentle breeze and ends with a rabbit hop , pop of p. HAPPINESS. 
What is hope? Hope is when you invest you feelings that someone good will happen, or in most cases-things will get better. It's as strong as the circle of life and as essential too. 
Hope is what drives people toa better day even though all looks bleak. So broken hope...? Broken hope is when the circle of life is broken when the most essential thing to feel is broken and that causes that chain of emotions to topple like a domino effect. In the end of the day causing the rest of the emotions to topple down as well. Hope is the foundation for life. Broken hope means that she has lost. She has lost...just like who? Just like love. 

It's a pessimistic approach- but love has come to mean almost nothing. The narrator has realized that. Realized that love has been lost in this world due to other things taking over our lives. Love has been lost in the many definitions we give it. Love has been lost to those who lie that they love. Love has been lost and there is no hope to find it. 

Life has no lost and found box.

-Huda K.



Monday, March 30, 2015

To Belong...

"I'm tired of breaking and falling
And drowning and crawling
And hoping and wishing and dreaming"-To Belong 

The word tired is not only just the physical exhaustion that one experiences, but rather the over all tiredness. This can be most easily defined as the loss of will to go on.


Breaking and falling are not jus hurting words, they are the state of mental being she is in. Breaking has a negative connotation and the ing at the end shows that it was and is continues, the rest of the verbs in these lines also end in ing. The narrator of the poem has her past merge in to her present and that present holds hands tightly with the future. Falling here could mean in love and thus representing the breaking as breaking up, but as we go on in the poem we realize that it is not about love. 

'Drowning' This word is usually what people are most scared of. They are scared of drowning. Of something that is so essential to their life-- completely submerge them and then proceed to kill them. 
Most of earth is covered in water and most of our bodies contain water, it is necessarily  to maintain and sustain life. To have something that you need-be the thing that kills you... Be the thing that causes your downfall. 

And imagine the hurt and betrayal would get from something that's in essentially always around you and always in you...

"Falling" if we look at the way this word is written you will see that the capital F is the highest you will get in life, the bar in F is the cliff that you hit into. Then you get lost in the circle of the a and ping pong into the parallel L's. At the point you have hope that you might actually get to the top, and the dot in the i represents exactly that. But that is... Only until you skip a beat and sky rocket back to earth where you go into g where you are drawn in the circle of problems. From there you are shot out into the tail of the g and plunged in the starless void that is also known as darkness. The thing about darkness is the deeper you get the darker you get... Do I also mean personality and mental wise? Maybe :P

We shall cover line 4 and 5 in the future. :)

-Huda K.



Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Welcome!

Welcome to my blog!

I am currently writing an ebook titled "Matryoshka Doll". It is a collection of poems and perhaps drawings.

In this blog I will update with news on the upcoming book and where it can be purchased. I will also annotate some lines so you guys can have a peak at what the book contains.

I am currently making the cover and will post it as soon as I am done, but the reason I chose the name Matryoshka Doll, or a Russian nesting doll, is because these dolls are usually full of themselves..But if you remove the second doll, the first doll is now empty and hollow. Or is she? 

These are not exactly your I love you poems with sunshine and fluffy clouds- it's the art of expression of a troubled and dark soul-not mine! But a preception and a view into one- that most of you could probably relate too.

I will post every Thursday and Friday and whenever I feel the blogger in me take over XD-so stay tuned! 

That's all for now!
-Huda K.