JJ's Journey

"ILLUMINATE" I have never seen you but I know you exist I have never felt you but with you I am amidst    Some were the end to my beginning, You are the beginning to my end   I dream you I think you I breathe your existence You arouse me You illuminate me You shower my days with purpose I will not follow I will not question I will not doubt For I know your intention To the rhythm of your voice my heart shall beat For the pleasure of your ears my lips shall speak In the presence of your eyes my soul shall rest At the touch of your hands my thoughts shall confess You have never held me but I know comfort hides within your arms You have never spoken to me but I know honesty rejects every lie We might not have met yet but I know who you are You are the one I was sent here for—my honor, my pride You are to illuminate me until I am gone -JJ Copyright © 2012 JJ Persis. All Rights Reserved. ...

I don’t want to bother you with my existence, but I’m so tired of burdening my heart with your absence. If I am to die today, I will leave for you my soul . I want her to tell you all the secrets my heart left untold. I want her to tell you how my heart skipped a beat during your presence. To tell you how my breath would lose its way during your absence. Allow her to follow you places I could never go, into your mind, your thoughts, your future—the unknown. Perhaps you might grow attached to her; you might accept her like winter does the cold. You might even grow fond of her; she might remind you of a woman who once treasured you like gold. Have courage and listen to her speak; watch her eyes cry the tears you begged me to keep. Let her love you as If I were still there, as if I were the sun brightening your darkness with my glare. Make her smile as you did my lips, for this poor soul carried my sorrow like an everlasting eclipse. I was happy with what little bit of you...

It was like any other normal day at work. I was making my rounds, walking the sales floor and checking in on my sales team.   As I went from one department to another I saw a lady in a wheel chair browsing the racks, alone. I didn’t think anything of it at first until I made a second stop into that same department and noticed that the sales associates were not approaching her to offer her assistance or help in finding something for her. I knew that it wasn’t out of their lack of knowledge on the product or their speaking capabilities; it was their lack of comfort and confidence in communicating. I approached the lady in the wheelchair, I smiled, and I asked her if she needed help finding something. As she moved her purse to uncover her keyboard, I realized she could not speak. She began to type something for me, quite slowly, and I glanced over her shoulder to read the screen on her keyboard and it read, “I need   top for brown pants.” I looked at her smiled and said, “ok....

Title: Regret By: JJ Persis Who prefers to sleep inan empty bed? Wake up alone everymorning with nightmares in their head? What I want is your soulwrapped around me every night and day. I yearn to feel yourlips kissing my eyes after every prayer. Honestly, I regret everbegging you to stay, asking you to possibly change your way. If only I had let youwalk away, not allowed you to see my soul turn gray. Now I live with a manyregrets, bigger than those of the devil below. My heart regrets evermeeting you, and most of all responding to your hello. The worst thing I cando now is lie to myself. Continue to plead forpeace when I don’t even know how to forgive myself. There is no use intrying to hide what I am feeling. You can see vividly throughmy chest, and witness my hearts’ bleeding. When you walked out mydoor, I hated you for being so strong. I waited for you toturn back, and admit that you were wrong. The wind blew you awaylike a dead leaf in the cold winter air...

I went to a meeting for the Coalition of Iranian Entrepreneurs tonight with one of my friends at the Olympic Collections Banquet Hall for the first time this evening. Their guest speaker was Dr. Farid Holakouee, son of well-known Dr. Farhang Holakouee. The topic of discussion for the evening was culture . There was a crowd of thirty or so people in attendance, majority of them over the age of forty-five. Dinner was served, networking took place, and thoughts were shared. I could tell right away that I was amidst a group who shared similar views and opinions regardless of the age difference. I simply came to this conclusion by noticing the pre-revolution Iranian flag pins on the men’s jackets. As we finished dessert and tea, one of the spokesmen for CIE went up to the podium to welcome everyone to the gathering. Another member of CIE headed towards the stereo in the corner of the banquet hall and pressed play. To no surprise, everyone got up from their seats as the so...

Title: Emptiness By: JJ Persis He gently kissed my thirsty lips and I tasted your soul’s sweetness. I ran my fingers through his hair and I pressed your head upon my chest. He kissed my sorrowful eyes and I opened them upon your acquainted stare. I embraced his arms and I felt your softness upon my cold flesh. Everything he did I pretended they were familiar gestures from you. Everything he said I translated into adoring words from you. Ask me to wait for you, and I will stand still until your return. Ask me to never cry for you, and I will laugh until I become senseless. Ask me to not love another, and I will kill my heart with my own hand. Ask me to need you, and I will cry your name into the night like a chant. I am not a needy person, but I need only to be wanted by you. I am not an unhappy person, but I am content only when with you. My love, the lack of your being fills my heart with emptiness. My love, silence whispers your voice in my ears. My love, my m...