Sameer Dahar
Sameer Dahar is a gifted teenager with autism. As he is primarily non-vocal he is a strong advocate for those who have no voice. He uses an iPad and letterboards to spell and type for communication. Despite his challenges, he has successfully completed his studies at the Ohio Virtual Academy online school and was inducted into the National Junior Honor Society. His goal is to become an astrophysicist and writer. He has currently typing a book describing his alternative experience living with autism. A talented writer, Sameer presented his poetry at the Reel Abilities Film festival in 2016. Sameer participated on a self- advocacy panel at the 2014 and 2015 USAAA World Conference, and presented his first PowerPoint presentation on his life experience with nonvocal autism at the 2015 USAAA World Conference. He is now a freshman at UC Blue Ash Community College pursuing a degree in Philosophy-cognitive studies. He is also board member of the United States Autism Asperger's Association.
Your music emerges
Your music emerges sound and feeling. autism emerges senses with silence. marriage too beautiful to describe. make my poem opera manifest a hurricane of sound and madness.
innocence
do not kings incline
upon pillows
do not waterfalls describe
homeland beauty
my autism enquires
can time erase innocence?
my soul cries out
no sorrow buys kindness
nothing of fear.
great Camelot home is bliss.
My Most Joyous Moment
Call me naïve, but each day arrives in endearing facets of color and light, giving each day a sudden depth of meaning. As interesting panoramas enfold before my eyes, I am mesmerized.
Autism can say a language of wonder at a glance.
Astonishing in its rancorous beauty, all worldly mementos delight and govern the senses. Each gift of vision and hearing render my mind, artist and poet, sovereign. Assuredly, ultimate thinkers are born of man’s ineptitude and grace. Only in disabilities are true savant abilities developed. Finally, autism bequeaths sensory treasures to the person.
My most golden moment was realizing I have gifts of writing and figuring out solutions to overcoming my disability.
Traversing Great Solitude
Seas dark and greedy vanquish my sojourn
Traveler prince, his growing designs
It only breaks itself to mourn
Timid hands the sails decline
In circumference hastens belief
Earth’s tides alone surmise
Portents rise licking the reef
Molecules boiling in the tide
Nestled bastions of time
Are aiming at the heart
Deeming storms ilk to find
A world over their charts