Sea impression 6

The moon is lifting slowly its decorated crown

Of melted gold and silver " feel the air so cold

The sky swims peacefully in nights eyes

As if the ocean`s spirit reflects the heavens light

My soul is frozen, wished to have you by my side…

-- nour --

August-013

Sea impression 5

The sea drops craving in silver and blue

Splashes to the solid rocks…the fingers

Of the water move on them with love,

Eternal is the sea, constant is the ground

Just we are whirling, swimming in the

Life as little fishes made of many colors

Different clay, our water element glow.

-- nour --

August-013

Sea impression 4

We stand together on the beach,

on the right side soaring the rocks,

on the left side " the messy sea cost,

Behind us the sand volley ball team "

In front of me- dolphins joyfully dancing

In the air, shining seahorse in sun beams…

-- nour --

August-013

Sea impression 3

Little transparent jelly fish

Yellow- white "blue,

The sea is breathing as if

In a big bowl of glass 

With the eternal nature

Instinct of surviving…

I`m moving to the line

of the blushed sunset 

sparkling in crimson red -

calling me to swim so far

to the blurred horizon light.

-- nour --

august -013

Mermaid

I love to taste your salty kiss

And your tongue on my lips,

Until I feel the thrill to be

with a sea octopus as you,

your tentacles wrapped tight

around my surreal fish tail.

-- nour ---

august-013

Sea Impression 2

Blue green foam reflect the sun light

As you are watching the waves

 In a chasing lovers game, you hear

The sweet sea symphony and chorus

Of sweet mermaids, see the milky

White skin of my breasts, while

I swim...you`ll look to me closer

And closer, until your eyes become

Hypnotized by my magical whirling

tail of nymph. i`m not fantasy, but

real lover of the sea, dancing foam-

come and take me in your dream…

-- nour --

august -013

Sea Impression 1

With the salty kiss of the sea

the sun blushed in

crimson innocent down

horizon sparkling smile.

-- nour --

July-013

Bloom 3

I don`t need you

to feel complete,

to roam in the air

of bloom and heavens,

to spread my wings 

and escape from your

scary faces, words and

demanding gleams.

I don`t need you 

all of you in my life,

I just need myself to

feel the fresh freedom

of senses in blushing 

sunrise, to view the 

silver glittering moon

while my spirit is there

with the face of my love,

I don`t need you

to feel complete 

I just need myself. 

---- nour ----

       July-o13

Bloom 2 ~

When I feel roaming on the winds

Caressing my hair and skin,  fluffy

Dandelions and petals dancing in

The air, as my heart beats with them,

When the north winds blow to south-

I know " your sad and full of sorrow

Facing the full moon of your mind,

Never find the release, needing my light.

When the south winds blow to north-

I see your message as deep pink roses

Coming to my home, as if they talk

They smile and radiate your smile and love,

Then your caring eyes look at me from above.

When the east winds blow to west-

All I`m sure you are doubtful and request

Just some loving lines, letter from my hand

In summer nights to remember your pain.

When the west winds blow to east-

Feel that our love was all illusion and mist.

It is gone now, blown on these winds "

Find another, but she loves you still”

Moon beams whisper in your soul…

---nour----

    July-013

Bloom ~

In the sacred space of air, 

feel the perfect grace of winds,

flying on delightful wings of 

my purple blue fragile thoughts-

just to see part of you in me -

lost. Embracing the harmony of sky

where is the patience of my smile,

I always wanted to have more -

more love, more peace, more of 

your endless kiss. when the evening

ink blue winds blow - i found the 

deep horizons of my (your) soul. 

--- nour ---

     July-013

Egypt 3

Ramadan approaches, full of sun and noises

Of the street, crowds in white long garments

Going to the mosque for early morning prayer

All around is silent before the first fajr call,

Colorful flags are waving on the wind, from both

Sides of narrow streets. I feel as if my soul

Is flying with their moves, I feel the peace

And happiness, excitement of the noon...

I see in nights the first slice of growing moon.

My favorite is melody of adhan, which brings

me back in times, so long ago, when I was child,

the voices of the prayers come along - and gather

high in the sky together in one gorgeous tone

with holly sound : Allaaahu Akbar, Allaaahu Akbar,

ashhadu ana la illaha il allah ...

--- nour ---

     July-013

Egypt 2

My eyes- fixed in the mirror

Of the silent room, where

I was watching my reflection

Holding my black camera,

I was watching myself there,

As a ghost woman, dressed

In my black and white dress

With stamps of blooming flowers.

I didn’t see the female ghost there,

But I think she saw me " as

I was attached to my reflection

While on the photos later,

I recognized her ephemeral

Silhouette in cloudy shine of 

the mirror. She was Isis.

---nour ---

    July-013

Egypt 1

She was all in black garment,

Covering her body to the ground

Black above black, I couldn`t see

Her hands in black long gloves,

I couldn’t see her feet "

Just noticed black socks in a

Closed black shoes, inside the

Room she walked "

I couldn`t see her face, veiled

In black thin niqab, leaving

Some space just for her sight-

………..

All I could see were her sparkling

Light blue eyes, in peaceful harmony.

Her hand in black touched mine.

-nour-

July-013

Void 6

I have lost my black notebook, 

The one so near to my soul,

I can`t write anything more -

I have lost my blue ink, 

the one I was so attached and

taking it always in my handbag,

I can`t feel complete anymore.

Voices echoing under ground

are calling me at nights, when 

I`m turning in the bed around,

They know where my notebook is,

they know what is written inside,

Inviting me, whispering : "come 

here in this world, take your soul!"

Then will I return to the light? 

-nour-

 July-013

Void 5

Sweet melancholia absorbs my heart,

Where "myself" disappeared in the night -

My dreams on blue clouds and raindrops

move the oxygen from foggy air around.

Mountain is crying out, as if in birth pain

Sun rays are gentle fingers caressing her edge 

Stimulating energy flows through my blood,

when I stare at empty sky, I see with your eyes.

You are always my brother in the misty path

quiet place, spirits of all fallen stars in our arms.

-nour-

 July-013

Void 4

While she is looking at his eyes,

he was looking at my lips,

she is looking at her hands,

while he is observing my arms.

She`s staring at his back,

while his eyes abide in my hair,

she is absorbed with his smile,

while he is looking at my legs,

she investigates his fingers,

in the time he`s watching my feet,

she tries to see deeply in his love.

She sees her vanity, while he 

affirms my fragility spontaneously 

They all see my emptiness -

while I look into the mirror,

here I see the real you. 

-nour-

 July-013

Void 3

Take this shining apple, Adam,

Take a bite! It`s so tasty, sweet

Even the poisonous juice inside "

Love it as yourself, because God

You have betrayed! Move aside.

Love me now as yourself, I`m

This apple Eva, and you wife…

You couldn`t see my turquoise eyes,

Now you do.

You couldn`t see my shining skin,

Now you do.

You couldn`t know and feel the

Sweetness of the love nectar…

Now you do, you paid the price

Of your curiosity and pride!

-nour-

 July-013

Void 2

The morning rays of light

Can`t enlighten my mind,

If i`m empty inside, my eyes

See you, but my heart is blind.

The bond of universe is that,

Our karma, existence in another

Sphere of light, you can see me

With the love of spirit…if no

Emptiness possess your sight. 

-© nour-

 July-013

Void 1

This empty sky has no spaces

Inside, many layers embrace

My fragile heart, my naked shoulders,

This empty sky has no love

Except for the cloud in love

With one little girl Aisha so

Long time in poems ago…

This empty sky is my soul.

-nour-

 July-013

Introspection 11

My travel starts at nowhere and

It`s endless, as our mind, striving

Too high, who knows where we would

Go "after we die " in the air, fire,

Deep water or melted earth, where

Is our destiny, decide until this moment,

Before time takes away from you

Your crystal breath and life.

But it`s never too late to fly…

- nour -

  June-013

Introspection 10

At the bottom of the lake,

My soul is drawing circles

Of light, so peaceful is here

Inside, full of mist and cool

Waters, embracing me all,

Without noisy voices, crowds

Finally I`m at my home.

- nour -

  June-013

Introspection 9

When something is growing,

It`s suddenly silent " as flower,

Stayed too long under the soil

In silence, alone, preparing to

See the light of the sun,

Then it comes to the world,

But until its …turns into

Colorful blossom, there is time

To come and go, then again we

Wait until one magical day we

See the blossom of the flower-heart,

It stays just some days and some

Lonely nights, so gorgeous and

Proud of its beauty. The time is

Cruel, with the autumn leaves,

His soul is taken away from us.

The flower of our loves and hopes.

- nour -

  June-013

Introspection 8

I lost my memory,

All around returned to shadows,

Ashes, little sparkles flying on my

Mind, just I remember a view:

Sitting on a balcony with you,

Cup of coffee, sadness in my soul,

Melancholic air hardly we could breath "

It was something as pressure in us,

But holding our porcelain cups with

Fresh made coffee and milk,

We managed to realize through the

Train of time, this moment will be frozen

There in our minds. Forever.

- nour -

  June-013

Introspection 7

I received your letter, my heart,

It was late when it arrived "in the night,

And all the time I touched the paper,

So strange smell it radiated, touched

The ink letters with your handwriting

Written so fast, with careful hand,

Kissed it, as I would kiss your gentle fingers.

But it was late,

My blood couldn`t stop now flowing,

I`m not afraid to die,  just now as if in

Your hands, holding your letter I was

Dying.

- nour -

  June-013