The Sanniah Experience (TSE)

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan It was exquisite, she said made from the best. was she for real? Or was it pretend? I nearly burned down the kitchen and the house, yet she insisted it was divine. Reluctantly I take a spoonful and put it to my lips Woah! the taste, the way it melted in my mouth  –  it made me feel alive. That smile on her face made me so proud. "I did it", I screamed. Feeling the accomplishment of it all. "To us", she said. As she raised her glass to toast, and the rest was past. Share your thoughts with us in the comments down below or connect with us on:

By Sanniah Hassan I saw life Unfold before my eyes From the vantage point That had me at an advantage. People come and go every day. Each day follows with a new promise. From where I sat Ready to soar high up and into the sky. I saw the people   –  move about, and yet it was futile. I could see through  the façade They tried to maintain everyday. Oh! What poor miserable creatures these humans are. Are they unaware? of this transparency that is them Or are they boastful  of having survived on artificiality? From where I sat  on the rooftop, All I could do, was pity the humans.  Share your thoughts with us in the comments down below or connect wit us via: 

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By: Sanniah Hassan He calls me beauty – He calls me queen – Why all these labels? Why all these stamps? Why can’t I be me… a woman, Capable of so much more Than just being – beautiful and grand!  Than just being a plaything,  “What’s up doll-face?” he asks with his cigarette butt stuck between his full lips. I flick my hair with attitude To remind him of my worth As I walk away, I shake my hips with the sway of the music, I simply breakaway. I’m no puppet, I’m no doll I am a woman capable of so much more than meets the eye! Share your thoughts with us in the comments down below. You can also reach us on:

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan “When you are hurt beyond repair, just turn in the direction of your mother and you will see your worth painted plainly in her deep and expressive orbs.” Sanniah Hassan Looking at her face, I’m introduced to another world, One so apart from mine that It engulfs me and keeps me Mobile. Her eyes with all their depth Are shining stars, A ray of light, in this gloomy Universe. A source of life, She sheds a tear – it breaks my heart, Yet I know she must have wept before, Many a times. She is beautiful with how She clings To the infinite hope Within her soul. She fights her body and Mind To conquer herself and become the spirit ruler of, Her world.                     She is the mother Who bleeds tears for the children, She is the one we yearn to be loved by, to be like. She is hope, she is lo

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan Is it wrong to love? To covet, the unreachable, The unattainable? Humans call it incest! But I Persistently believe it to be A stronger force – A deeper feeling… love. O Persephone! Dear child, My dreams come true With you and me The King and Queen of the Underworlds, The rulers of Styx. The world is set right. I know that keeping you with me, Is tiresome for you. Taking you away from your mother, My dear sister, is cruel – But isn’t this love blind? Precious, please forgive me Yet I have no control; This love renders me a waste, Makes me useless. O Ceres, sister of mine Let’s call a truce? Let Persephone decide her fate. Let’s decide once and for all. From now on wife of mine, The Queen of all that’s ours I set you free to visit the world of the living, So you may rest, and rejuvenate In the care Of your mother. Share your thoughts with us in the c

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan "Your visions will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes." Carl Jung “Her thoughts are preoccupied – with agony, loss, pain, and suffering. Why has the world she has always known to be hers, come to this? How can someone watch the horrific ordeal of a child being snatched from its mother’s arms with calm and ease? She hears such stories everywhere. Images are literally scattered all across the internet. Fathers and mothers crying for their lost child. LOST. Completely lost. An end to a life. She can’t bear it. This pain. Why must the world be like this? Why couldn’t it be all sunshine and roses? Why can we not have more happiness, she thinks. Her thoughts revolve around the thousands of kids who were abducted… the thousands that must have been taken while she thinks about the kidnappings. Why isn’t anyone doing anything she asks her mo

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan "Life is a paradox, you're damned if you do and damned if you don't" Nancy Cartwright Is a person necessarily wrong? Bad? Cruel? How is that possible when we are all Good And Bad Why do we point fingers at one! When we are all to blame for the follies of the world. Why do we blame God, Prophets, Leaders and the Powerful When we our selves are Not incorruptible? Why play the blame game, And not endorse peace? When the answer behind the follies Is a lackthe unity Of humanity Against all forms Of negativity!  Share your thoughts with us in the comments down below or connect with us at:

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan "Those who lack courage will always find a philosophy to justify it." Albert Camus Limitless I feel What to do? How to do it? So many questions in my mind How can I answer them if I try? Should I answer? No! But why? Because not all questions have an answer. Things happen They do not need justifications. Share your thoughts with us in the comments section below or connect with us on: 

© The Sanniah Experience! (TSE) By Sanniah Hassan I sit on my table, With pen And with paper. I know what I wish to say But, I lack the basic, The poetic. I draw a blank Pitch black And empty  –  I hear a bell ring. It jolts my mind... Words come rushing. And out blooms a poem. Share your thoughts with us in the comments down below. You can also reach us at: