where love once lived in the heart of man religion replaces it god's name now a convenient pretext humanity's loss
Tag: Love
the last chapter
slowly reading the last chapter knowing i must soon lay it to rest wondering if the next book will captivate or disenchant me *** A problem I have always faced while reading a good book getting involved with the characters and feeling comfortable in the location And when I reach the end, the last few … Continue reading the last chapter
remnants of identity
trapped within a name remnants of identity like a veil, torn but precariously screening me like the partition between two lands like two eyes that synchronize but can never meet past the delicate bridge of the nose a delicious longing a secret passage.. the third eye *** from where this poem started off to where … Continue reading remnants of identity
The Importance of Being Nothing
I need you, but only So you can break me, tenderly Into tiny particles, crush Me into the finest powder, whiffed Away by your precious breath, such That eventually, in an instant I become nothing, because Nothing, Nothing is of more importance than you
lovers and haters
don't judge love by the lovers nor determine hate from the haters fervor is fickle, flighty few pass tests of integrity
in the dead of night
Such a beautiful breeze in the deep darkness in the dead of night God's sweet breath Soft exhalations as He sleeps satisfied in knowing that I have the ability to take care of myself
broken
some are broken memories other memories break us some promises are broken other promises break us some relationships are broken other relationships break us what is broken may never be fixed but if we allow it, what can break us will eventually make us
goodbye after goodbye
goodbye after goodbye worlds drifted apart brick by brick barriers were raised moments within moments they became just memories prayers, more prayers but no one listened took nothing away from nothing and only nothing remained ... we could have had it all
ever met you
strength never felt strong night never saw darkness love never tasted sweetness words never spoke the truth before i had ever met you
love…and hatred
so much love... ... so much more hatred *** perhaps we can each strive in our own little ways to spread more love? just a smile or a kind word it's the little things that make the world go round *** been so busy at work, I have neglected my poetry hope to be more … Continue reading love…and hatred
SONYA KASSAM 