NAZIRA'S NOTEBOOK

Tag: #writing

  • The Beggar

    There I was A beggar for love Not wanting money or food Just wanting to be nourished With a gentle touch As I stood with Arms outstretched A world of people passed me by Afraid of what they saw None cared to look my way Drowning in despair I collapsed to the ground And buried →

  • Dear Facial Hair…

    Why are you there? Are you not aware That people stare? Or do you simply not care? It’s just so bloody unfair! Pray, please do tell me dear, Bearing in mind my despair – What on earth will it take for you To leave my flipping chin bare? →

  • Beloved

    Ask my fingers what they want. I long to touch my beloved’s face. Ask my mind what it thinks. Thoughts of my beloved – what else? Ask my eyes what they wish to see. Only my beloved’s beauty. Ask my soul what it fears. Losing my beloved. Ask my lips what they desire. The embrace →

  • Better to have loved and lost…

    Than to never have loved at all? Oh no I don’t think so Better to have stayed in the dark Than to have ventured into the light And experienced the warmth colour vivacity of life Only to have your eyes gouged out moments later For this is heartache Pure heartache on every level And this →

  • A New Year’s Prayer

    I raise my hands And pray For a year of success Safety and security For happiness Health and wealth I pray for mercy And compassion And forgiveness For guidance And provision And fulfilment Of all needs I pray For myself And my loved ones For my community For my people For all And then With →