illicit poems

barbed wire poetry Sonya Kassam

the loyalty of love or the love for loyalty

tomorrow may never come

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

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

perception

my perception of me is because of the presence of you

moments of silence

who knew that moments of silence could inflict lacerations as slight as papercuts and eventually break a heart who knew...? *** Inspiration: A papercut on my wrist. Ouch!

something old, something new

(something old, something new) She woke from the East, the cradle of ancient wisdom Caught a glimpse of new born stars along the way (something borrowed, something blue) Her gown radiant with the borrowed light Blue were the lovers, now where could they hide? *** This evening's full moon was exquisite in a clear sky, with a … Continue reading something old, something new

lovers and haters

don't judge love by the lovers nor determine hate from the haters fervor is fickle, flighty few pass tests of integrity

own light

I wonder how we would see the stars ~ count the nights anticipate the elusive crescent if the moon had her own light would the owl be as wise if the moon had her own light and the wolf be able to howl each and every night? if the moon had her own light would … Continue reading own light

“X”

A challenge I took part in…Poetry with the letter ‘X’. At the time there were other letters available, but I decided on ‘X’. I had no idea what I would write about, but once the concept formed, the words all flowed freely. A huge thank you to Sakshi for doing a great job on her blog :-)

Sakshi Vashist

Here is for alphabet “X”

ex

A Nexus Broken

When friends exchange their status

For lovers, their excitement

has no explanations

they meet in excess

are vexed by each others absence

find any pretext to call each other

words never exhaust their sweetness

their love simply extended from familiarity

and…

romance reaches its climax

the complexities of a relationship

misunderstandings express into anger

toxic looks now replace the earlier intoxication

and…

it all exploded into thin air

nothing left to examine

except the battle of the “ex”es

did their friendship once exist??

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