... and when will you realise that infinity is made up of moments ? (This was an unintentional photo. I was actually trying to photograph something else, but this distorted version helped me think, whereas the "perfect" photo would have been just a picture) Edit: I was passing by when the bright lights of a temple attracted … Continue reading moments of infinity
so little, so many
The other night, I wasn't in the mood to tackle a Twitter poetry prompt but still wanted to write...maybe to provide my own inspiration. So using my twitter handle @sonyakassam, I threw around a couple of tweets thinking they may eventually give me an idea for a poem, basically I was talking to myself. To my … Continue reading so little, so many
yours to keep
yours to keep forever is the message hidden within verses between chapters of thickly bound pages once related by an angel to be recited in an unprecedented melody yet not without questioning indeed a challenge to reproduce the like of the revelation or even a chapter, if they could and yet still... we let the meaning slip … Continue reading yours to keep
an imperfect god
just as I seek to better myself, so god also strives for improvement he must seek ways to make himself known to the questioning young minds, and those who no longer believe refusing to accept fate’s cruelty destruction disease disability surely which creator would torment its own creation thus? and so god must innovate steadily … Continue reading an imperfect god
wordless poetry
though their obituaries are wordless poetry shall be recited by angels at the tiny graves of martyrs victims whose only fault was they happen to be born on the other side of the wall This poem is about the children of Gaza and a reminder of the people suffering oppression and injustice. At the same … Continue reading wordless poetry
Farewell Ramadhan …
When you go within to communicate with your soul And pray, you are rising to meet in the ethers those Who – like you – are praying at that very moment And whom, save in prayer, you would otherwise Never be able to contact or meet. ~ Kabir
the foremost
at the birth of religion the foremost followers were not preachers but revolutionaries ~ Ali, the foremost ~ ** related posts the helper & the knower of secrets
the knower of secrets
and the veil fiercely guards secrets refusing even the light to reveal unless it recognises the name of her master ~ Ali, the knower of secrets ~ * related posts the helper & the foremost
hues of red
hues of red in a common thread vermillion through blood to rose petals scattered over the white shroud but she stands proud a sacrifice so bold she would repeat double-fold ~ may the offerings of the oppressed be accepted ~
frozen tears
frozen tears like crystal drops on bloodied rivers calls of injustice unanswered and the world watches... ...in wonder at the dignity of a nation as He too bides His time in answering our prayers humanity must evolve it's now or never ~ Gaza ~
SONYA KASSAM 