Tag: breath

savour each breath

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 7 Comments

the one about true wealth

almost forgotten

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 8 Comments

The first rain and a cat's longing

broken breaths

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my breath and i

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 7 Comments

to be in that space long disregarded by time untouched by memory spiralling in unimagination even god should not dare my breath and i or even not i *** I have completed over a year of my daily breathing/meditation practise. It has surprised me...pleasantly :) never imagined I could be disciplined enough. I gifted my … Continue reading my breath and i

UnMeditate

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 11 Comments

Our poetry group assignment was to create two poems with instructions, one on How to and the other one should be the reverse How Not To... Here, I am sharing my instructions How Not to Meditate UnMeditate   open eyes, turn your head side to side blink! bewildered by fuzzy logic slouch, NTV, KTN, KBC … Continue reading UnMeditate

damned

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 9 Comments

every breath we take quickens the way to our end damned if you do damned if you don’t

Here I Am

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 22 Comments

Where Are You? Night after night I watch the moon set Stars going to rest My eyes are burning My ears are yearning To hear your footsteps Trying to locate them In the heartbeats within Where are you? *** Here I Am I am the moon that you wistfully watch I am the stars that you … Continue reading Here I Am

every lifetime preserved

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 9 Comments

i feel your breath in my words a fragrance lingers long after I have written may I write about you in every lifetime preserved to a potential perfection

Wallowing

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 11 Comments

Another interesting assignment from my poetry workshop The voice is a wall that's watching you. Yes, a wall! The first poem should be during the day, the revised one at night Both poems to retain the same word count Wallowing Indeed, ears we have Alas! No tongue To tell her of my longing For those soft … Continue reading Wallowing

The Importance of Being Nothing

~ Sonya Kassam ~ 5 Comments

I need you, but only So you can break me, tenderly Into tiny particles, crush Me into the finest powder, whiffed Away by your precious breath, such That eventually, in an instant I become nothing, because Nothing, Nothing is of more importance than you