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
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
posted by iamnasra at 11:42 AM
4 Comments:
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.
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
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. :)
Laura thanks for taking the time..to see my thoughts...Inshallah one day you will vist the Middle East...
Take care
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