Tag: Poetry

Shades

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 8 Comments

Shades never seen the light above them Shades never believe the light even exists

Dead Memories

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 14 Comments

Memories die in Abandoned photo albums Pressed flowers Amid phone books Rusty playgrounds Voices from the past *** Poem submitted for A Cup of Nostalgia

sides of a coin

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 10 Comments

though both sides of a coin deny the presence of the other they remain forever bound together tossed by the thumbs of fate

her veil

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 6 Comments

she asks for her veil if only to mourn freely if only to hide tears if only to display courage if only to bury her sorrow she asks for her veil if only as a shroud... The Battle of Karbala was waged against Hussain, the grandson of Prophet Muhammed, by the despotic ruler and tyrant Yazeed. Hussain and … Continue reading her veil

gentle lies

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 8 Comments

I never found truth to be gentle lies, on the other hand are pleasing because they only tell us what we want to hear *** Yesterday's prompt was "gentle lies" At times I take the liberty to twist or stretch the meaning somewhat Helps to expand my thinking Bending the rules slightly ;-)

a wordless world

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 10 Comments

in a wordless world a poet is prince just as the painter rules over a drab domain or an empathetic soul in the cruel cosmos but imagine for a moment if this world had no words none to describe the beauty nor to poison our minds if prayers were through deeds if leaders governed with … Continue reading a wordless world

time in a bottle

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 9 Comments

even time in a bottle seeps away silently it was never yours to begin with it will never be yours except for the present moment and like the genie in a lamp you can have three wishes for the time that is in your name but you can never, ever return it to the lamp … Continue reading time in a bottle

Return to Yesterday

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 6 Comments

I would return to yesterday If today ever ended If tomorrow never came If I could predict my past If I could escape eternity If time was my slave And I were the mistress I would bid it "stop!" Any time you are my guest If I could visit those days When you got to know me … Continue reading Return to Yesterday

the pedestal cracks

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 19 Comments

I have not written about the place of a woman in society before. Simply because I never knew what to say. Then I came across an article which had some stunning photos, and I found the words....these words... woman created as a symbol of fertility an inspiration for architecture a cradle for divinity a source of … Continue reading the pedestal cracks

fragile expectations

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 8 Comments

though they may be fragile expectations undeniably strengthen faith if you do not believe me... just observe a child