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  

where are you?

if i was born at a different time lived in a different place if i could experience a different dimension found at the edge of space... would i fall over? or would i find myself back to here and would now hold any meaning if tomorrow was irrelevant if yesterday never remained i still wished i … Continue reading where are you?

Pratiksha – The Wait

It was not the distance but the direction That kept me from you Searching through cosmic marvels Within each duality Though I did hear your call And I know you heard mine Why else would I be drawn towards you? Irresistible, though the magnetic pull was no more than zero (and no less) Spinning through … Continue reading Pratiksha – The Wait

of absence and presence

the absence of you is ever present in me though you had left, traces of you remain like a poisoned fragrance a lethal temptation like the nightmare at dawn a bitter companion like the remnant of a sting though i did turn my cheek how i long for the presence of you to be forever absent in me

the thought of you

i caused the thought of you and now you want to leave? i refuse to release you with no introduction you descended upon the doorstep of my imagination without an invitation you merged yourself into my memories you now believe you are real? if i wished it so, i could relinquish you in an instant... but … Continue reading the thought of you

loved my silence

it was not me you loved but my words and when i stayed quiet i found you loved my silence even more