NAZIRA'S NOTEBOOK

Tag: #poem

  • Recursion

    What purpose is there To your meeting? Is it the ego’s need To be satisfied it is remembered? The hope that the flame Survives unextinguished? That sparks remain on standby Ready to reignite? That what was is now No mere pile of ashes? They look at one another Without eyes Bodies in the present Spirit-bodies →

  • My Shoe Story

    Sensible, black, and extra, extra wide Stretching for dear life over my xxl feet I would love something prettier… sexier… high-heelier But those things groan under me Scream out for mercy See me coming in the shop And run in the opposite direction (And I don’t have the physique to run after them) So from →

  • Above All Else

    I am grateful for today I am grateful for yesterday I am hopeful for tomorrow God is the first and last and in-between I start in His name And end with His praise I create with His permission And am mindful of His bounds I rely on His support I believe in His abundance I →

  • Woken By The Write

    Electively dumb Curiously numb Permission to speak Never given Permission to feel Never given Process sharpened To manage and control Calculations and algorithms Seek and destroy missiles At the first sign The first flicker Jumped on Snuffed out Pre-emptively neutralised It isn’t okay This silence Disconnection Detachment To care only of doing a good job →

  • The Knot

    There’s a knot in my stomach Don’t know why it’s here A disproportionate response To an irrational fear There’s a knot in my stomach As I step onto the scales Weight’s crept up a few more pounds Another diet fails There’s a knot in my stomach As I think back to him The now insignificant →