Azurite (4)

Azurite, please tell me

Your real name,

You seem so open to me

But sill I feel you re hiding

So many secrets

Beneath your strong surface

Your eyes are fiery burning,

Or just I draw it so in my mind

Your embrace is so cold and so hot too,

Like a volcano erupting to sky,

(or am I just vulnerable poetess,

draw that fantasy in my mind?)

Are you so cold, or deep fire is

Flooding beneath the cold rocks.

Azurite, come again, reveal your shine! 

nina nour * 

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Bamboo

You saw me today,
At the dazzling sunny lake

In afternoon so hot,
When the sour cherries
Filled the air with tart scent,
You saw me swimming
With my green bikini,
the willows with bent heads
with slight whispers were
watching me.
You wanted to say,
I`m your nymph, again
Leaving you trembling
In need of my skin,
Again with a fever
Without healing
Your heart beats
Painfully lost in your dream.
I didn’t notice your presence
Just my body felt your eyes
With burning circles of light "
And when I came to the shore
All wet and fresh,
I saw you standing there
Behind bamboo, hiding
My hand stretched for
A little red fruit,
Your fingers already
Longing for a touch "
As a forbidden fruit you
Look at me with piercing gaze
While I ate the fruit,
Our eyes met caressing
You kissed my lips,
in bamboo shadows,

and I felt your tears,
my dear brother.

© nina nour 
--- June 014

Lily of the Valley

In this distant place, 
no sound of you remains, 
morning grasses soft whisper
under my light feet, 
feeling of dew drops 
touching my skin 
I looked into the drop-ball
as if a mirror to another self,
it wasn`t me, but the Lily of
the valley fairy...
The sound of many bells,
repeating your name between
the leaves and flowers and wind.

:: n.nour 
:: 23.feb.014

My thoughts of you -4-

My thoughts of you
Are golden autumn leaves
So melancholic, scattered
On the earth, as if my breath stopped
Without relief,
As if my tears are suppressed 
Inside me deep. 

:: n. nour

My thoughts of you -3-

My thoughts of you
Are cherry blossoms
Under the blushed spring sun,
Revived from rainy kiss
And opened, full of scent
Of my love.
Even so fragile, their
Little petals are gone
In the winds of your loss.

:: n.nour
:08.12.13

My thoughts of you ...

My thoughts of you
Are endless flowing water
In the summer spring,
Rushing willingly to
Its source of sorrow and peace,
Blue waterfall
All drops splitting aside
And still together
In a warm angelic tone,
Bringing joy and roar.

 n. nour
:08.12.13