mistake my silence

continued and concluded

turn around

if i turn around, what will i not see?

the first lifetime

a sign, or two and a meeting of two poets

Bitter Sweet Poem

dark chocolate bitter sweet

reminiscing...

how will you die?

tomb rave poetry death life

about dying, and living

A Special Day

Today is a special day. It's my Papa's birthday.

Sequence – #4 Blur

Poetry by Sonya Kassam Blur

Blur, a Necessity

A Year Passes …

dealing with grief, a year on

illicit poems

barbed wire poetry Sonya Kassam

the loyalty of love
or the love for loyalty

gentle garlands

What purpose does time serve, but to remind us that we have lived