nature of heart

what fault is it of the heart?

of feathers and petals

Heaven lies at the feet of your mother

no more than twist

was it a dream, was it real or no more than twist...

a different side of you

i was a different side of you, the side you longed to be like

lingering on the periphery

if only you never were, but...


"I fell in love with a fickle woman"

is turns into was

all it takes, is half a moment

wounds of love

broken glass

how do you fill up wounds of love?

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