Showing posts with label feeling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feeling. Show all posts

Wednesday, 23 August 2017

How you fall from...High

How you fall from …high?
  1. you cant stay in one place;
  2. time is stretching endlessly
  3. you draw vivid pictures in your mind of insanity
  4. you miss something and nothing can complete this emptiness
  5. you are anxious and moving from room to another
  6. you love thinking about impossible realities.
  7. you become split in two different personalities.

So happily you are falling. 

nina nour *
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Tuesday, 22 August 2017

Azurite (1)

I sat by this river
Just day before yesterday
My thoughts drifting
Like a silvery thin smoke up
To the green covered hills
Of the mountains

I was not alone,
the silence in the air
Signified your purity
And your puzzled face

Your smile, your looks
All that so quiet
Reflects me now loudly. 
the time was
So vast stretched to
Nothingness. 
 with your eyes
Sparkling in my sight. 

Here in my misty room
time is frozen and still
time has turned to longing
for white forbidden skies,
for your gentle fingers,
melting on my blushed cheeks.

We belong to reality beyond horizon. 

nina nour *
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Sunday, 7 December 2014

برادر من

                                    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


Thursday, 4 December 2014

Motion

I have to travel to the ocean
Touch its water substance,
Dive in it hopelessly alone
To feel its passion, to kiss
Its annoying depths
To look in its eyes
To feel it, make love with it
…..
in order to understand
the root of love and myself.

© nina nour
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