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
Tag: Poetry
fragile expectations
though they may be fragile expectations undeniably strengthen faith if you do not believe me... just observe a child
the Creation
i don't believe for a moment that he rested on the seventh if you are a creator and enjoy creating rest is indeed tiresome
Salt and Sweet
from a complex inspiration He created the teardrop a simple release of grief or an expression of joy just the right amount of salt to the intricacy of hives worker bees carry nectar conceive cells of honey a universal remedy just the right amount of sweet ~Inspired by these words someone said to me "well, all … Continue reading Salt and Sweet
there was a time
there was a time when i stared at my almost empty blog and i thought "what will i write about?" and today i believe there's little i can't write about words don't become less the more you use them on the contrary creativity is a bottomless cauldron of magical inspiration stirred by faith that out … Continue reading there was a time
truths or lies
there are more lies in truths of today than they were in yesterday's lies imagine how many lies there will be tomorrow what you hear truths or lies add a grain of salt no truth nor any lie is constant your perception of truth or lie will change over time and experience with history uncovered through … Continue reading truths or lies
first call
dawn fast approaches water splashed on sleepy eyes standing tall on hurriedly unrolled mats and the day's first call of prayer
Secrets Within Secrets
the dead can't speak the living won't speak secrets within secrets what more do you want? the dreams you killed our grief belittled secrets within secrets what more have we left? the fears unexpressed and greed is spread secrets within secrets what more can we hide? when leaders are bound our voices have no sound … Continue reading Secrets Within Secrets
Alone, Alone I Will Go
This week's Dungeon Prompts challenge is Until Our Last Breath. What would I imagine thinking about as I take my final breaths. This is not something I tend to write about, and whatever did form in my mind made me cry and was too personal to share. If you notice with my poetry, I don't … Continue reading Alone, Alone I Will Go
True Strength
the cunning prey feigned submission as predator eased its guard their roles reversed true strength surely lies in one's mind (somehow I connect this with many relationships)
SONYA KASSAM 