Like the touch of gold That elevates the superficial value Yet renders an object useless Lives an empty soul Yet filled with words Intimately vague *** all that glitters...
Tag: Words
new experiences
new experiences erase memories words may be reworded steps retraced but deeds are imprinted forever ... reluctant forgiveness
ever met you
strength never felt strong night never saw darkness love never tasted sweetness words never spoke the truth before i had ever met 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
wise monkeys
amidst muted colors we saw no evil blaring sound but we heard no evil with ambiguous words no evil we spoke heads buried in the sand wise monkeys we are
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
Yet Another Secret
I wrote about The Best Kept Secret before, but here is another secret... Shhh! Don't tell anyone about it... the best kept secret lies on the tip of your tongue for if it slips out distorted it will return will you recognise your own words?
More Than Words
I’d rather be the rhythm than the lyrics I’d rather be the paper than the ink I’d rather be the ears than the tongue I'd rather be the photo than the caption Recognise me through my deeds Rather than my vows Identify me with my smile Not my prayer May my utterances Be overpowered by … Continue reading More Than Words
Gone with the Wind
you may believe that they are gone with the wind but words surely return as echoes to hearts they have touched ... or hurt
The Myth of Me
When Poetry meets Myth
SONYA KASSAM 