the life between two breathsthe breath between two thoughtsthe thought between two promisesthe promise between two heartsthe heart...broken...a slightly broken heart The poems I am particularly pleased with are those where I have used two outwardly unconnected concepts and merged them. This poem was inspired by the meditation course I attended over the weekend and … Continue reading broken, slightly
Tag: thoughts
hidden dreams
when thoughts are hidden dreams are born echoing in the night what you most want to forget
bits and pieces
it's the bits and pieces that make us whole moments make an eternity breath by breath we live a lifetime lie after lie we start believing nothing is ever inconsequential so watch your thoughts
comfort zone
live your life such that each comfort zone you slip into should be a place of recuperation, reflection before you move to the next your comfort zone should not be too... ...err...comfortable after a while it should in fact agitate you to climb higher to change direction to recharge your inspiration a revolutionary thinking an … Continue reading comfort zone
half way
yes, we met half way but only for a moment like intersecting thoughts in parallel minds
insecure leaders
nothing quite as lethal nothing as contaminating as leaders who are insecure about their leadership placed in a position of power they spew out fear as an exaggerated means of control like a depraved shepherd promising protection whilst leading the herd to the slaughterhouse behind luscious grass well fed, tender meat reclaim your identity secure … Continue reading insecure leaders
safer faith
answers, answers everywhere
tainted by memories
thoughts tainted by memories cause distorted vibrations never allowing me to be empty, free of judgments and calculations learning, learning all our lives time to unlearn some diverse directions which one to choose time to be unwavering, still I would like to learn to unlearn, it might help me learn to be still Dungeon Prompts … Continue reading tainted by memories
seek to hide
Staring back at me Was a vivid reflection Of what I seek to hide I should have never tried Ever to read your mind
An Empty Thought
An empty thought A blank picture Seem to be going nowhere Let them lead you Who knows You might create some magic (another old poem I found)
SONYA KASSAM 