Many of my poems have been created on or inspired by Twitter. Sometimes I receive brilliant replies or questions, and here is one such interaction between @mzungundege and myself. Very thought-provoking, don't you think? Evidence of the unknown Is greater than that of the known If only you would stop your search In the temple … Continue reading of knowns and unknowns
Tag: Poetry
as clear as night
the fragrance of poetry, at night
Second Glance
i would have never given him a second glance except that his words, his words chipped at my icy silence thawed my arrogance i would have never given him a second glance except that his words, his words laden with praise urged me to give another chance i would have never given him a second … Continue reading Second Glance
Listen to me
I have a story to tell Would you lend me your heart? I have a poem to recite Would you lend me your imagination? I have a song to sing Would you lend me the space slightly above your skin?
Between Two
what likes in between...
New Feature
Hi everyone, Just to let you know that I have created an index for all the posts in my blog. You might (re)discover something from the archives. Here is the page Index. Hope you enjoy going through the blog. And a huge thank you for being part of and helping me create my magical journey. Image Credit
falling
falling... falling... into a bottomless pit but wait! a bottomless pit is the best type of pit to fall into falling... falling... ***
World’s End
Hi everyone, Something different in this post. I would like to introduce you all to A Tang Poet from Nairobi. This blog is about the Complete Poems of Li Shangyin Interpreted into English by Mark Obama Ndesandjo. At the end of last year, Mark introduced me to Li Shangyin's poetry and I was so enticed by the … Continue reading World’s End
Lal Shahbaz Qalandar
you may try to silence sound but you could never still vibration you may make us shed blood, tears but it will only flavour that essence how shall you mute us? how shall you abduct the rhythm in our anthem? each explosion only lends itself to the reverberation yes, grief is selective yes, mourning is … Continue reading Lal Shahbaz Qalandar
Moments of Meditation
where time is beyond meaning and measurementwhen time has the ability to stretch or shrinkin between there and herefilled with the weight of emptinessas stillness flowsand i am completely alonealone, but completeImage Credit
SONYA KASSAM 