poetry and some more
Poetry I have composed on request
Dear Traveler, Do you wonder where you are headed, where you will end up? I sense you are afraid that you don’t know your purpose and worse, that you feel you may not even have any. Why your destination does not seem obvious when those around you seem to have it all figured out? Or … Continue reading A Letter from God
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
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
the unsaid prayer in the whisper of dawn weighs you down like the unforgiven sin that suffocates your heart and the unmeant praise to benefit your cause all those unkept promises . . . pave your way to hell till you hear that unplayed music touched by the unfelt sadness each uncried tear finally pours … Continue reading the Unsaid
Though we identify light as revealing The Divine's noor* acts as a veil, to protect her Adorned by surahs**, expressions of the revelation Only she could counter humiliation with even more dignity The confluence for defined and unperceived truths Her presence was a mere tip of a mystical iceberg A mother, an exceptional lineage Would I be … Continue reading The Lady Of Light
I am re-posting my poem Disequilibrium as a response to Dungeon Prompt the price of civilization Disequilibrium Straightened back, learnt to walk on two Reached for the highest fruit Tamed fire, sharpened your mind Instinct on mute Trekked over lands, navigated waters Cruised through the air There would have been plenty, all to live in … Continue reading Disequilibrium – The Price of Civilization
SONYA KASSAM 