NAZIRA'S NOTEBOOK

Tag: #writing

  • Daddy

    My daddy is a nice man But you must follow the rules The house must always be tidy Mummy must look after him properly And I must be very good little boy My daddy sometimes gets angry Sometimes is really a lotta times His voice gets louder and louder And he grows ten feet taller →

  • Day and Night

    The day breaks And takes me into the world. Duty leads to action, Though my heart protests. The hours pass by Without leaving a single mark. Another day disappears, Along with the sun. Then comes night, The realm of dream and fantasy. Open, my eyes see dark. Closed, they see you. My heart takes flight →

  • 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 →