ask yourselves this... from where do negative echoes reflect off? therein lies your problem therein too lies your solution stop chasing the echo stop admiring the reflection when prayers become echoes from reflections of the idols when words from scriptures reveal less than they conceal then i believe in me
Tag: Poetry
nothing much
nothing quite as certain as the death of a star nothing as inevitable as a shift in destiny nothing stays the same, though nothing ever changes
Two Stories
every side has two stories every story has two endings every ending has two purposes every purpose will find two answers every answer has two questions every question leads to two conspiracies every conspiracy targets two victims every victim creates two oppressors every oppressor deserves to die twice every death is traveled on two paths … Continue reading Two Stories
A Break From Poetry
As a child, I was sickly and weak. For some reason or the other, I had been through several different schools, though not due to misbehavior (!) All this made me an introvert and books were my best friends. At that age I simply knew I wanted to be an author like Enid Blyton. If only … Continue reading A Break From Poetry
no one can deny
though you may be one no one can deny you have many names because you are everywhere no one can deny there is more than one path to 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
Stories To Tell
If only they could speak The stories they would tell... The tree and the old building are not too far apart But they seem to stand in different worlds Could I have been there And you here? Are our gods separate Or is this a quirk of fate? *** I had an interesting day and … Continue reading Stories To Tell
a future left behind
the moments passed but the time never did... the roses dried but the tears never did... the reality faded but the memories never did... and admirers whispered sweetest words but you never did... eagles from the highest skies did land but my fantasies never did... (and never will for as long as I shall live...) … Continue reading a future left behind
what I am not
Rather than trying to find out who I am I must try to decipher what I am not What will be left That I am
back to silence
if you turn your back to silence it makes you complicit in its cover up karma filters through time transcends the loudest denials if you turn your back to silence it will pursue and shroud you when you need it ...the least and... if you turn your back to silence under assumption it means subjugation … Continue reading back to silence
SONYA KASSAM 