Memories die in Abandoned photo albums Pressed flowers Amid phone books Rusty playgrounds Voices from the past *** Poem submitted for A Cup of Nostalgia
Category: verseLite
sides of a coin
though both sides of a coin deny the presence of the other they remain forever bound together tossed by the thumbs of fate
her veil
she asks for her veil if only to mourn freely if only to hide tears if only to display courage if only to bury her sorrow she asks for her veil if only as a shroud... The Battle of Karbala was waged against Hussain, the grandson of Prophet Muhammed, by the despotic ruler and tyrant Yazeed. Hussain and … Continue reading her veil
gentle lies
I never found truth to be gentle lies, on the other hand are pleasing because they only tell us what we want to hear *** Yesterday's prompt was "gentle lies" At times I take the liberty to twist or stretch the meaning somewhat Helps to expand my thinking Bending the rules slightly ;-)
breaking me
experiences, breaking me into opinions, limiting me to preconceptions, binding me with misjudgments, if only i could reboot
Sweet Water
and so He hid sweet water deeper than the sea a reservoir preserved carefully for His creation ... have we even given thanks? I wrote this one a few months ago when I read about the discovery of fresh water reservoirs under ocean floors. His Mercy knows no limit. Pity about our short term gratitude … Continue reading Sweet Water
Beyond Wisdom
there beyond wisdom the sun sets on dreams unfulfilled because someone somewhere sometime proclaimed them senseless ... what if...?
fragile expectations
though they may be fragile expectations undeniably strengthen faith if you do not believe me... just observe a child
the Creation
i don't believe for a moment that he rested on the seventh if you are a creator and enjoy creating rest is indeed tiresome
Seven Veils
it took seven veils of light chiffon to conceal her till only amber eyes remained, warm like a fragrance at night
SONYA KASSAM 