I just noted that this is my 500th post! Thanks everyone for reading and encouraging me :)
liMitations are mErely poTentials hiDing behind heSitations
do i dare, stop and stare as life moves by, should i sigh should i dream that i am living or else do i live as though i am dreaming *** It has been long since I wrote a poem Thanks to From Whispers To Roars for the inspiration
though you do not understand i need to write though you do not reply i need to write though you do not read i still need to write and when all the words run out and all my dreams become real and all of time freezes into now what then shall become of this writer?
Dear Traveler, Do you wonder where you are headed, where you will end up? I sense you are afraid that you don’t know your purpose and worse, that you feel you may not even have any. Why your destination does not seem obvious when those around you seem to have it all figured out? Or … Continue reading A Letter from God
tomorrow may never come because this night seems not to end subh hoti hai, raat khatm nahin hoti The morning arrives but the night continues the night did end but another night began tomorrow was not to be found neither was forever nor, you Tum aaye ho na shab e intezar guzri hai talaash mein … Continue reading tomorrow may never come
Sharing this painting by my daughter Alya Kassam. She also writes just as beautifully.
I have a story to tell Would you lend me your heart? I have a poem to recite Would you lend me your imagination? I have a song to sing Would you lend me the space slightly above your skin?
it was the ink painting itself the artist was a mere façade for those who refuse to believe creativity hangs in the air searching for the one who is receptive it could be you... *** I keep getting asked how I think up my poetry. I hope the above verse explains it all