paint me colourless

of paint, poetry, prayers and preambles

lingering on the periphery

if only you never were, but...

is turns into was

all it takes, is half a moment

set free from the heavens

poetry by sonya kassam blue rose

I never write poetry for Valentines Day, but ...

so far, so good

birds flying sunset

time heals, perhaps

illicit poems

barbed wire poetry Sonya Kassam

the loyalty of love
or the love for loyalty

caged

when even everything is not enough

re-wrote

what meaning did you derive from what i had written?

The Sun Shifts

the sun shifts, ever so subtle only a shadow shall recognise .... and destiny and destiny is mischievous embrace the change befriend your destiny ***   The sun has entered a new phase, the arrival of spring, abundance of harvest, new beginnings. May your ego be as insignificant as a tiny sesame seed and may … Continue reading The Sun Shifts

goodbye

goodbye after goodbye we overlooked but it was the non-intentional goodbye that eventually deleted our forever *** no! no lives were at stake just a simple matter of heartbreak unsaid remained the goodbyes barely a tear in my eyes *** some relationships have no name but they hurt just the same   Photo credit