Friday, 4 November 2016

Dust and Sun

Don’t come in my sacred place
Its forbidden for you,
You stepped into it with feet of wolf
When my smile was still innocent
And my beauty of shining love,
Days are now scattered like cards
In a silly game, turned to yellow dust
And just my heart became rays of light –
Going back all the universes to its Core.

Thank you, pain! 
welcome to my new Sun. 

n.nour *
- 9 -

Dust and Rain 2

Not from you I want run –
From myself, my shadow,
My home, my belongings,
My duties, my love,
What is here to be mine?
As a fairy, I have no roots
in this forgotten ground

Why is this place so cold,
Souls are so huge, giants;
They do not see the ant,
The little bird, the little bee
In front of their shoes –
Ready to smash you;
The dust is the air they breath;
Their food are black coals
Endless industries, machines;

Just here I need the whisper
Of my flowers and crystals,
Bated in my blue room

I`m child of sorrow and rain. 

n.nour *
- 9 -

Dust and Rain

So many things I want to say,
I want to write tones of paper
With the blue stamps of tears
No need of envelope –
Meaningless effort
My words just slipped from the edge
Of the horrible silence –
Sliding down the road
Covered with dust.
Dusty are the souls I meet
As if we live in a desert
As if we just beg for little
Love as blue rain
Falling in another skies,
Where we are washed away
Pure and cleansed
As we need to be

Belong to our God. 

n.nour *


Wednesday, 2 November 2016

Autumn thoughts 4


Only the autumn flowers
Can see how beautiful you are,
With frost in your hair
Singing lark in your chest,
Sad eyes with honey color,
You love your solitude
And always dress dark blue
Your hair waving on the wind
Covered with rusted orange

Like the silent speaking leaves. 

n.nour *