to love again

it is easy to love again it is even more easy to forget why you stopped loving in the first place

North of your Soul

Last night, I dreamt. I was in an open field and there was a spoken word poetry performance, the whole audience was involved with impromptu but co-ordinated dance steps. There was only one poem and I loved its title North of your Soul. In fact I was upset that the title was already used, more … Continue reading North of your Soul

my senses

my tongue tastes the sweetness of your breath ears yield to gentle whispers skin shivers at the thought of your warm scent I avert my eyes as you gaze knowingly ** let Him take away my humanity my sanity my intellectuality even my reality but if He deprives me any of my senses I shall … Continue reading my senses

Return to Yesterday

I would return to yesterday If today ever ended If tomorrow never came If I could predict my past If I could escape eternity If time was my slave And I were the mistress I would bid it "stop!" Any time you are my guest If I could visit those days When you got to know me … Continue reading Return to Yesterday

the pedestal cracks

I have not written about the place of a woman in society before. Simply because I never knew what to say. Then I came across an article which had some stunning photos, and I found the words....these words... woman created as a symbol of fertility an inspiration for architecture a cradle for divinity a source of … Continue reading the pedestal cracks

Never Too Late

Never too late to forgive Nor too soon to forget what you cannot forgive, you must forget what you cannot forget ... forgive

Alone, Alone I Will Go

This week's Dungeon Prompts challenge is Until Our Last Breath. What would I imagine thinking about as I take my final breaths. This is not something I tend to write about, and whatever did form in my mind made me cry and was too personal to share. If you notice with my poetry, I don't … Continue reading Alone, Alone I Will Go

True Strength

the cunning prey feigned submission as predator eased its guard their roles reversed true strength surely lies in one's mind (somehow I connect this with many relationships)

ever after

If ever after is not enough I will hold time from reaching its final day when memories disintegrate and death holds her breath

when heaven sanctions…

veiled by light's rays a weave of selected surahs* protecting her henna meticulously applied by houris overcome by modesty bridal verses recited as the groom awaits his heavenly match a marriage so unique ~ we identify light as revealing, but in this rare bond God's noor (light) acts as a veil *surah - a chapter … Continue reading when heaven sanctions…