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.

Chamomile

By the river of your absence,
the murky waters flow to east,
nearby i quietly sit, 
touching the growing chamomile,
white and yellow symphony of art
I need warmth and calmness and
hope, and purity in my heart.

vision of our last date
when we were children dressed
with yellow and white, 
my chamomile dress touching
your knees, while drinking tea
on that far away summer balcony...

{© n.nour} 
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