i may be a microcosm, and i may exist in infinity, but what can i claim for myself? a lot of what happens to me is being done to me if only i could be receptive if only i could leave behind the tiniest footprint of appreciation
Category: verseLite
Seeds of Revolution
Head held high an illustrious goodbye noose tightens he smiles knowing he sowed the seeds of revolution Will you water them?
Waning Willpower
Never!! Ever! Maybe? Perhaps, Just once... trying out something new, a story in six words ~all good wishes for a strong willpower to everyone observing the month of Ramadhan~
Trust Reality
Never trust reality, ever After all life is a delusion Differs in each perception The more we seek definition Less is the explanation
one wave
one wave defied the rise and fall of tide in the seabed created a storm where light, sound were unknown ~bE diFfeRenT~
Gone with the Wind
you may believe that they are gone with the wind but words surely return as echoes to hearts they have touched ... or hurt
always, anytime
just so you know eternity cannot be always anytime becomes now then, nothing is forever and forever means nothing
dancing on a rainbow
dancing on a rainbow not a medley of colors but composed of seven notes creating infinite tunes where tear droplets of pain reflect joy to my delight, this micropoem happened to have seven lines :)
the finishing line
finally i near the finishing line but.. it moves further and further i keep following till i reach a familiar point ...the beginning
seek to hide
Staring back at me Was a vivid reflection Of what I seek to hide I should have never tried Ever to read your mind
SONYA KASSAM 