broken every promise only your lies remain true mirror's stained reflections dyed a crimson hue revenge bleeds slowly drip by drip.. ** I used to write a lot of micropoetry on Twitter for various prompts. Interesting to discover them after so long. I even forget what I was imagining when I wrote some of them.
Tag: Love
goodbye
goodbye after goodbye we overlooked but it was the non-intentional goodbye that eventually deleted our forever *** no! no lives were at stake just a simple matter of heartbreak unsaid remained the goodbyes barely a tear in my eyes *** some relationships have no name but they hurt just the same Photo credit
where are you?
if i was born at a different time lived in a different place if i could experience a different dimension found at the edge of space... would i fall over? or would i find myself back to here and would now hold any meaning if tomorrow was irrelevant if yesterday never remained i still wished i … Continue reading where are you?
once upon a time
she woke to the scent of unscraped henna infused with eucalyptus oil hint of auburn, a tinge of pride, a bride expectant, once upon a time
the butterfly smiles
This poem is dedicated to my younger sister Citele. The world has lost a warm, loving soul who was still full of life. May she rest in ease and we shall always look out for her smile. you do not die in death She loved pink and yellow, thus the balloons and the reference to … Continue reading the butterfly smiles
A Conversation with a Poet
I had shared my poem Unnoticed on Twitter. Only a poet could respond with such precise but eloquent thoughts that left me wordless. Here is a conversation between @SonyaKassam and @IssaShivji light is light as always bright darkness she eludes illusion she deludes passion she lures higher she soars envy she abhors love she adores light is feeble, … Continue reading A Conversation with a Poet
Intezaar – The Wait
and admirers whispered sweetest words but you never did yet another lifetime gone Painting by Shirish Pandit More art by Shirish Pandit: Pratiksha – The Wait a touch of crimson
Pratiksha – The Wait
The Wait
of absence and presence
the absence of you is ever present in me though you had left, traces of you remain like a poisoned fragrance a lethal temptation like the nightmare at dawn a bitter companion like the remnant of a sting though i did turn my cheek how i long for the presence of you to be forever absent in me
the thought of you
i caused the thought of you and now you want to leave? i refuse to release you with no introduction you descended upon the doorstep of my imagination without an invitation you merged yourself into my memories you now believe you are real? if i wished it so, i could relinquish you in an instant... but … Continue reading the thought of you
SONYA KASSAM 