poetry and some more
Another interesting assignment from my poetry workshop The voice is a wall that's watching you. Yes, a wall! The first poem should be during the day, the revised one at night Both poems to retain the same word count Wallowing Indeed, ears we have Alas! No tongue To tell her of my longing For those soft … Continue reading Wallowing
... and then forever shall surely end
The following poem and its revised version are inspired by my Poetry workshop. The speaker in the poem is a shoe and it is written by connecting unlikely items. This is a change from serious themes I tend to take on. So much fun to write about something ordinary and make it seem extraordinary or to be precise, extra ordinary. … Continue reading Red Stilettos, and a Pair of Shoes
revelations and misinterpretations
The exercise for this week's poetry workshop was most exciting and I couldn't wait to post it (even though I have not yet submitted my assignment!) We had to write a 6 line poem in tercets from the perspective of an item we wear or carry frequently. Here is my take on it: unexposed, though I swell … Continue reading The Importance of Being an Object
experience the joy of light as it splits into seven bands experience the divine melody harmonised infintely by seven notes experience the ecstasy of living when energy flows through the seven chakras* *** * Chakras are energy centers in our body. "....music was not just entertainment, it was a spiritual process." Please read more about chakras, music … Continue reading seven
After I created A Land, Broken at my poetry workshop we had to rearrange the same poem from 2 quatrains to 4 couplets, without deleting or adding any words. when should we be unheard? we, the interdependent and erect hearts spoke in the master’s tongue … Continue reading Rearranged
I am participating in a Poetry Workshop where we will develop a habit of writing poems. The task for this week was to write an 8-line poem that has 2 quatrains (4 lines each) Being the 14th/15th August, I was inspired to write: When a land is broken by her masters And the pain we forget, … Continue reading A Land, Broken
So many choices, every day, every moment. And it is because of the freedom of choices we have that ironically lands us in their bondage instead of liberating us. What liberates you may be different from what liberates me, but eventually a life of freedom is what we crave, isn’t it? *** The place where I … Continue reading A Sunset from the East
From the International Space Station here is the India-Pakistan border at night. This photograph shows one of the few places on Earth where an international boundary can be seen at night. The winding border between Pakistan and India is lit by security lights that have a distinct orange tone. Source perhaps we hid behind borders because we are … Continue reading where light divides
SONYA KASSAM 