fade into light

a lighthouse, a boat and a longing

the evening before

the bluest of moons

paint me colourless

of paint, poetry, prayers and preambles

lingering on the periphery

if only you never were, but...

is turns into was

all it takes, is half a moment

set free from the heavens

poetry by sonya kassam blue rose

I never write poetry for Valentines Day, but ...

so far, so good

birds flying sunset

time heals, perhaps

illicit poems

barbed wire poetry Sonya Kassam

the loyalty of love
or the love for loyalty

caged

when even everything is not enough

re-wrote

what meaning did you derive from what i had written?