NAZIRA'S NOTEBOOK

Tag: #poem

  • Unholy Revival

    One word Brings it all Back to life. Not dead, Not buried, Not forsaken, Not forgotten. Restraint strained. Strength of feeling, Strength of desire, Both strangers To the concept Diminish. Failure, fallacy, Enveloped in cloth. Protection so flimsy, It cannot keep out What remains Embedded Integral Entrenched. A heavy-weighted glove To the gut Steals breath. →

  • The Stone Idol

    Why do I plead with you? Why do I shed such tears? You will not answer my prayers. Love is wasted On one who cannot love, Being a senseless being. How did I lose my self To such abandoned worship Of a stone-cast idol? My will broke. I must learn from you. My heart must →

  • Duality

    So desperate she looks So sad, so pathetic Smile painted on face Eyes apologetic She wants to be one At one with the world But the feelings inside Hold her back There’s two of her now The one on the inside And the one on the out It’s the only way to cope Outside is →

  • Derelict

    This house was once warm and bright. The sound of your voice filled its rooms. The outpourings of your soul, the golden fire That warmed the cold walls And made them breathe. The laughter from your heart, the golden light That made the sun shine out from within. Now the house stands deserted. Your occasional →

  • My Body Is…

    A mountain range Of curiously soft terrain Peaks and valleys And stretchmark pathways And crease-created alleys Uncooperative and uncontainable Stubborn and unrestrained And all sorts of wrong Yet here Defiant Strong →