In
the dusky sky –
Two
birds are falling,
The
distance between us
Broken
space and time
I`m
asleep, wrapped
In
my dream like an
Iris
chalice,
Your
are awake, closed
Behind
the doors of
Your
hopes, waiting
Waiting
for the moment
To
come, and moments to
Pass,
waiting my waking.
In
the clear night sky
Two
stars are falling.
Illusions of the universe
seem endless, hopeless
dedicated to a galaxy
without limits, no sense
in the eyes of creation -
Illusion of our space,
our black hole, our stars
our Sun system, our science
Illusion of mind, life, death
of love and existence
duplication of experiments,
world inside another world -
all is a mirror reflecting
other mirror, in which light
you see another mirror,
in which light you see
another mirror, ......
where finally the last
is your own reflection.
Face with just eyes
that don`t see the truth
mouth that can`t speak.
Self- creation.
Now I see you through the mist
Floating on the quite lake,
Your shape is changing "
Your silhouette is curving,
Merging with the ether,
I`m in my water-lily-boat
Wet silver sparkling wings
I see you going far away
Away, away with puff of wind,
I see nothing but your eyes
As wholes on the empty canvas
Your eyes full of flames and hatred
Full of lost love and pain,
My heart is full of dust,
I cant speak up or even shout
You are there, on another shore
I wanted you to stay, but
You are now lost " in the mirror
Of our past, our love bleeds
And remains.
Alone
in the the darkened room,
sun rays still touching my face
as your fingers caressing my neck
You are holding red apple to my lips.
Why couldn`t I scream? You held me
so tight, that my breathing stopped
We are in our universe of light -
touching your hand, kissing it,
eating the apple you gave
I`m lost and leaving you
mon frère
mio fratello
bátyám
برادر من
© n. nour
This night you send an arrow
to my chest
I didnt hate you, even you said
"I need you, sister"
while bleeding on the ground
I put my knife in your heart
slowly lifting up my eyes -
you looked to me with
mixed of gentleness, love
and hatred -
"I was yours, mon frere
but you were never mine."
© n.nour
....June 014
On this long t-ravel,
Auf dieser langen R-eise
На тоvа дълго п-ътуvане
Just you and me above
My white yak (walking slowly)
The misty fresh air embraces us
We go through the snow deserts,
And through our memories fields
We go through our pains, illusions,
We go where we never were before,
To the empty kingdom of e-ther,
zum leeren Königreich Ä-ther
Königreich Ä-ther
Царстvо на е-фира
Where no one is white, but all souls
Are painted in red and black.
We are going to nowhere of our
Nakedness, in trap of dreams awake
Your long white hair wrapped around my waist,
My long white hair, around your neck,
So we never separate, on that long way
So dass wir nie auf diesem langen Weg
Zu tre-nnen
Zu tre-nnen
To se-parate
да се раз-делим.
{ © n.nour}
-- 2014.05.
-- march
