what unheard sounds are trapped within a bubble as she defies gravity reflecting the rays, a proud prism draws attention and when the film that lent her form leaves her, inevitably the bubble dissolves into soundless tears life is short listen! to the unheard sounds around us misunderstandings captivate, dividing the mind with colourful imagination … Continue reading unheard sounds
Author: Sonya Kassam
Poetry and some more
if, silence
if silence had a face would you recognise her? if silence had a scent how would you describe it? if silence could hear what secrets would you speak? if silence had words if silence had a tone if silence could be unsilent ....for a while i now know how it would sound https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkymzXlucbQ&feature=youtu.be This poem … Continue reading if, silence
something old, something new
(something old, something new) She woke from the East, the cradle of ancient wisdom Caught a glimpse of new born stars along the way (something borrowed, something blue) Her gown radiant with the borrowed light Blue were the lovers, now where could they hide? *** This evening's full moon was exquisite in a clear sky, with a … Continue reading something old, something new
An Ordinary Nothing
It was just an ordinary nothing When nature conspired with God And after many months of preparation A sudden haze of mauve bells bloomed Unimaginable on a once unremarkable tree Canopy for the weary, Delight for observers from highrises And all the people noticed, they were jovial ... for a while With flowers that rain upon the people Like … Continue reading An Ordinary Nothing
the Tenth
Ashura is the tenth day of Muharram where the battle of Karbala took place and is the culmination of the tragic events.
shifted reality
however much they shifted reality it always faced the north star for you can never transform truth and deception is transitory
imagine god
how do you imagine god talks?
search for reality
i did search for reality but lost sight of my dreams where dust mingles with ash unspoken words shall be heard the dreamer lives on
dark side of nothing
still is for always as darkness is, forever be still in the midst of vibration recognise the dark side of nothing touch that part within, unstained by memory and watch, even god shall become your slave *** "that part within" is the Chitta
more
was happy, then i wanted more wanted more, when i could have had it all had it all, when i realised i didn't want it any more
SONYA KASSAM 