Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Discard the Cold

Discard the Cold

At times the weather keeps reflecting on me
Touching me in an expected ways
As the desert winter floats towards my way
It leaves certain frost in my heart
Numbness that spreads beyond my hands and feet
No matter how much warmth exposed to me
Whisking the cold in me, it takes a long time
I need a real fire to discard the cold

Ó2004, Nasra Al Adawi


Blogger Najah said...

wonderful pieeece nasra. I loved it. i can see that u r new in blogging just like me, and the most interesting part is ur blog looks geenish like mine. But i just got it yesterday and am still working on it so .. :)

Wonderful job.

12:13 PM  
Blogger iamnasra said...

Naj yes you are right Im so bad in this...I hope I will learn soon inshallah. Im having a hard time to create my own website, this seems a piece of cake so to speak...Inshallah Khair bil Aarabi

6:07 AM  
Blogger Laura said...

I have never traveled to the Middle East, so it is interesting to read poetry which describes the landscape and seasons, but also the emotions and experiences of the writer. I do like this poem. :)

3:15 PM  
Blogger iamnasra said...

Laura thanks for taking the see my thoughts...Inshallah one day you will vist the Middle East...

Take care

6:06 AM  

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