Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts

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 -

Thursday, 27 October 2016

Hiding heart

My heart is not lost,
It was just hiding
Inside jeweled box,
Which was inside
Another crystal box,
Inside another box
From amber stone,
Inside another little
Tiny little box of
Amethyst …
As my heart was missed
Here on this side,
Even so it shrank so much
To let myself hide too;
Until the storm outside

Passes by. 

n.nour *

Tuesday, 27 September 2016

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.


Tuesday, 24 April 2012

Dragon 2





When I first know you

your words were like
f i r e, your eyes were
like f i r e, they wanted
to melt me.
When I first know you,
you loved all in me,
you wanted to give me
your energy,
Instead you put me
in flames of your
heart, imprison my
soul fast,
You wanted to eat
every day piece of me
you liked tasting my
fingers of water.


When you first know me,
my words were fountain
of sparkling emotions,
my love was endless well
of Pure water for you,
When you first know me,
I didn`t see you`re Dragon
with red magic skin,
I was a spring of love,
forever flowing to you
embracing gently your
spirit and soul,
coming close to the
core of the fire,

but then...you lost
control, you lost
the sweet music of love,
our melody we have created
was broken,
whoever you are,
my Red Dragon, I still
love you,
Just give me back
my song!



Wednesday, 7 March 2012

Dragon

The sky was coloured

in dark red, like the



paint of blood,



There was a moon



and cherry clouds



above. I saw him


flying near the ground.



His scarlet red tail



swirling the air around,



Fire streamed from



his mouth,
all forest -burning in flames,



his eyes -attached to me,



without fear, I breathed



hardly, standing alone,



in my scarlet rose dress,



Silently waiting my death,



Silently wishing the rain



to fall from sky



like a saving holly water,



before me fainting...



Red Dragon came closer



to me. His eyes made



from deep fire wells -



I stretched my hands



to touch his hot face,



I was like little tree



from the forest,



in Love burning.






Friday, 21 January 2011

Existence



In the existence of time, breath of time, your fingers, arms, stretching to me...
your fingers touching my face, blindly...slowly..I`m made from special glass, you say,
you never can touch me inside...but you see inside me..you telling me :your thoughts are transparent, your skin is so thin, i can see the clouds in your head, remember Magritte? I can see the milk in you, the life, the tears, i see your body from inside...
can you feel all this space ? it `s so huge, out of the time...
can you feel my injuries, blood, organs, bones...
can u feel my time, creeping slowly from me.
without even words, the silence between our times
is enough
remember the head of the death woman,
my century? death from stones, open eyes
she was death even before...
this woman could be me, this woman Is me
under the stone pile,
some red strips of blood on her head...
is that me? this is decor ,but for real
theater of our actions, just I don`t see
where is the word : H U M A N
out of time

Wednesday, 19 January 2011

My Ocean 3



Deep blue ocean
with dazzling fishes
they smile to me
they make me swim
be hypnotized
be taken away
Its not dream
this place still
exist,
my warm ocean
my escape,
no island,
no earth near
I swim until
i get tired
and go down,
fall down slowly
to the bottom..
i rest,watching
the clouds above me
they have form
of the continents
They miss me too
I`m here
swimming, taking
my breath carefully
then I`ll fall
all water will come
in my lungs
I`ll dive deeper
i`ll see ocean
galaxies,
ocean stars
sparkling, in darkness
I turn into fish
with orange
yellow sliding
skin
i wont go to air
it hurts...

My Wind 2



My wind,
were you
in my fingers,
my hair,
sorrowful
moving slowly
all my words
are gone
i have no
words inside
my tongue
dont exist
I sink into
eternal
silence
of the dead
how much
I wanted this
death and
she came to me
I was so high
flying
as always
without to
notice the sharptrees
trying
to grab me in their
hands, and I fall
fall
fall
down slowly
as light leaf
asleep
deeply
without
memories
just Cold Sun
in the sky

My Wind 1




The darkness
inside me -
stretches its
endless hands
to your eyes
your deep eyes
like well,
like hypnotizing
wheel
spinning
circles of magic
in my heart
I`m lost
inside you.

ICE 3


Remembering

her tears drop

on his pale face

her tears -

in his frozen eyes,

no memories,

in his heart,

no passions

in his cold body,

like a beautiful stone

waiting for

its sculptor.

Remembering

This single tear

removed the

piece of ice

from his eye

A W A KEN:

Where I am?

He looked around

her tears flow

like a river -

You are at home,

my heart...


ICE 2


My black strong

wings

moved

your hair -

made you feel

cool puff of

the wind

Your smile

disappear,

from your eyes

flow tears,

I couldn`t

whisper

a word

I`m cool as

death

My black wings

touching

your shoulder,

Forgive me

you wont

feel sadness more

you wont feel

happiness too,

you wont feel

the heat of

the day,

the calmness

of the night,

Come with me

now,

I`ll make you fly

But never look back,

You are mine..

ICE 1


My green

transparent

wings

touching with

dreaminess

your face

your cheeks

made of glass

your mouth

made of marble

your eyes

crystalline

You can`t look

at my smile

it`s enough

you feel my

gentle wings -

I crossed all

this forest,

all sea,

all mountain,

because of you.

But you can`t

see me,

frozen statue...


Friday, 22 January 2010

Femina 8


Birds are
letters
in the sky,
angels
read them
and fly
with them-
we are the flock
from sentences,
read us,
reveal us!

****


The pain
as a red
poppy
in the field
over there,
from the wind
from the wind,
from….
blown away…

****

I`m passing
through the night
with desire.
I can`t be apart
from your
shadow
and your gaze,
your glitter
your silence
sink inside me.
I carry you away.
*****

I love you
My violet
Shadow
Sea foam
Turned into
Mist.


*****

Statue:
Her hands
are from marble,
they bend
from her
shoulders-
full of life
and brave,
cold
and fine
white fingers,
face,
glancing in
light.
You`re standing
right in front
of me
threatening
staring at me-
your marble eyes
sparkle
a woman
of Michelangelo.


****

And you didn`t
Answer me
And looked away
Over there,
You turned your eyes
To the window
To the street
Why me?

Femina 7


Your temple
beyond the hill
in the purple
forest,
you are poured
with green flames
quiet
pieces of glasses
slide on your
surface,
that make you
apart
from me.


****


In red mirror
I see your laugh
your voice
is melting
after me.


****

You`re walking
next to me
walking
in silence,
hidden words
in the trees,
in the evening,
in your hair,
you`re walking
and thinking
in silence.


****

And a music
is spilling away
from your body,
looking tired
with always
wandering
eyes,
the emptiness
is not enough
for you-
freedom.

Femina 5


I said good-bye
to her
and flew away
to sough
where
the colorless
corn fields
run eagerly
into my skin
their growing
yellow
stems-
I met her
again on
the morning.

I was kissing him
at the twilight
under the trees,
in the forest,
beyond the hill,
turned into
shadows
leaves.

****

June:
the baby
I feel
it`s nestled
deep inside me
tenderly
humbly
moving with
little hands.

****

Dedicate a song
to me-
a song for
a white
for summer
for winter
for the town
for me-
my face.

Femina 4

Music
piano
swiftly fine
fingers
on the keys
in black-
hands.


****

Come closer

and brake up

the glass
of
the window.
traces
in
winter path,
small
footmarks

across the street,
through the
house
up to the
trash
container.


****

I see you,
I don`t know
how you look like,
how you sound,
how you laugh
how you take off
your clothes,
how you sneeze
how you think-
why I`m seeing you?

Femina 3

To P.

you were blown
to me
on the fragrance,

on the thoughts

on desire,

on the grass,

on the cherries,

on the milk,

on the body,

you are swimming

in the air,
carried
To me…


*******


Water tank

with water bubbles

the sharp grass
is irritating
my face
bushes with
raspberry
wine
she`s not alone,
her hands
with soft tender
movements
pouring coffee,
pouring warm
water,
pouring milk
concentrated
slowly
without
touching me.

Femina 2

Moment
Silence
.......
A bell

I stopped

Outside
Inside bell
You became

Deaf.


A memory
In the roses

At the sea

At the station

Travel

Among the

Sand hills,

Memory

Without

Truth

In one song:

Morning in

Light blue

Morning

Pure as a child


******
For a hundred

Time

I imagine
A kiss

With you…

We are melting

In tensed
Pieces.

*****


I don`t know

Who is she-

And how she

Looks like
-in red dress.

Her hair is
Soft and wet?)

I don`t believe,

But I desire
My dream,

Child, sea, forest.

**** I`ll sing a song Loudly Hidden under
Your clothes.

Femina1


Silence
I feel loneliness

and cold

and wind

and mist

when
the pears

turn into

blossoms.


****

Go on the
Moon path

And where it

Leads you

Is the Sea.

****
In love :
One, sometimes

Strange

Feeling

To the fortuity,

To the need

To the eyes

In green.

****
Almost tears,

But actually

Laughter

And sadness

Where are you?

Tuesday, 5 January 2010

Abstinensia 2

Sутрин-
в розово
като
дете
спиш
свита
на кълбо
в покой.
Вечер-
В синьо
Като
Цветя
Спим
Тъжни
С чашките
Надолу.

и ти си там
сега,
когато аз-
и ти си там,
завита с
одеало,
мъничка
и тъжна...
а аз сънувам
теб.

Безплодна
Градина
Отвъд
Тишината
Рисувам те
В себе си
С кръв.
аз съм дете
на слънцето
на поляната
на твоите
ръце
на тополите
на меланхолията
на екзистенцията
на гълъбите,
събирам в
стъклен съд сълзите си.