the absence of you is ever present in me though you had left, traces of you remain like a poisoned fragrance a lethal temptation like the nightmare at dawn a bitter companion like the remnant of a sting though i did turn my cheek how i long for the presence of you to be forever absent in me
Author: Sonya Kassam
Poetry and some more
Serving Time
Inspired by the quote: Space we can recover, time never ~ Napoleon Bonaparte Space is infinite While every moment time ends Space devours time Or else space dreams up time Only in the span of now Is time ever free of space Give time space And time shall serve you
The Worth of a Conversation
A fascinating conversation on Twitter between myself and @coldtusker (CT). Such interactions enhance the meaning and perspective of my words, so thanks for your questions CT! Let us then face each other You enhance me For what is the worth of a star Without her planets and moons? Plenty, no? what is the worth of a hero without … Continue reading The Worth of a Conversation
the thought of you
i caused the thought of you and now you want to leave? i refuse to release you with no introduction you descended upon the doorstep of my imagination without an invitation you merged yourself into my memories you now believe you are real? if i wished it so, i could relinquish you in an instant... but … Continue reading the thought of you
tomorrow may never come
tomorrow may never come because this night seems not to end subh hoti hai, raat khatm nahin hoti The morning arrives but the night continues the night did end but another night began tomorrow was not to be found neither was forever nor, you Tum aaye ho na shab e intezar guzri hai talaash mein … Continue reading tomorrow may never come
Wistful
Sharing this painting by my daughter Alya Kassam. She also writes just as beautifully.
blurred heavens
a night when the gods appeared blurred heavens intoxicated with fermented nectar and angels danced till dawn
of knowns and unknowns
Many of my poems have been created on or inspired by Twitter. Sometimes I receive brilliant replies or questions, and here is one such interaction between @mzungundege and myself. Very thought-provoking, don't you think? Evidence of the unknown Is greater than that of the known If only you would stop your search In the temple … Continue reading of knowns and unknowns
as clear as night
the fragrance of poetry, at night
Silver
every silver lining .... A photo I took several years ago. Complete the caption if you wish :)
SONYA KASSAM 