Pieces of mirror

Take this piece of broken mirror,

Looks sparkling, as a shell, my love

The sun beams are locked inside

Moving in circles of golden light.

Make a scratch on my hand, my love

Let the blood make a stream –

Don’t worry I wont feel pain.

Take this glass –cut my hands,

My fingers, my heart.

They cant forget the touch of you,

My arms cant forget your embrace

and not any pain can erase the fear of loss

losing one thousand times (you),

The sorrow, the gloom, the dying  

Falling from skies… Where once I was

With you.

Take this stone –  shining Jasper

Magical flower is hidden inside –

Hold it up high

Let it fly from the abyss,

Let it brake in hundreds of pieces –

Holding our locked love,

Spread it in world,

And  remember

strong light cant stay hidden inside.

n.nour * 9

Cloud of peace -1-

* The world is deaf, remaining silent,

No matter of the storms, tornadoes

Hurricanes –

Depicted as the “down world”,

It makes its orbit to the sunset.

All we are so blind, so weak, even dumb.

As babies, just starting crawling,

Living in the darkness of the stream –

Masses of mud, not pure rivers.

                         

Our souls are painted in red,

Our eyes painful from light –

We just hide under the bottom,

Under The bridges, the nets,

Under the fake looks, fake ideas…

Braking illusions dry as concrete. 

Are we priceless? Are we eternal?

Wouldn’t we perish one day?

What power holds us here -

On the floods of the time in a swamp?

What we need to be proud of?

This is our dominion – nations,

Spreading wars, blood and hopes.
As living corpses some people walk.

does love still touch our hearts?

Yes, but hidden indeed
its in eternal Crystal

searched beyond nine mountains 

Beyond nine forests – at the end of …

Life. 

n.nour * 9

Cloud of memory -2-

The clouds roaming

In endless sky

Flickering sunbeams

Smiling primroses faces

I see there all is in light

And some mystical dark blue

Clouds-sheep conquering the west

Where in the horizon, bathing in orange fog

Of pastel colors, the glowing sun yawns

Tired from the day…

As a rosy lace I see the edge of her dress,

She is holding rose quartz heart,

spreading her astonishing rays

holding the whole earth in her hands

(Ariel) 

letting us to remember who we are

today, now, who we`ll be tomorrow,

her wings are spread wide from west

to east. She holds the key to nature,

love, peace, miracles, all bears, tigers, cats,

all living beings, all essence of the flowers. 

Mysteriously our souls wander 

in the world, chasing shadows 

of our tired gray-blue clouds

full of tears. 

n.nour * 9

Cloud of memory -1-

My presence here

Scattered cloud of pain

Distances between you

And me like stormy blue clouds

Spread to the horizons of hopes

Lies, love, lies, dreams

The battle field of our reality

Pouring down the tears of pain

Your pain as a thunder

My pain as rain,

Until we feel lighter and lighter

Steaming from ground, clouds

Going nowhere. 

n. nour *

*dedicated to a.

September ~

September morning

Dog barks

In the garden

I see the pear tree

Longing for rain drops

As I long for your

Long forgotten

“…o v e”

n. nour *