Monday, August 22, 2005

Without You

Let this shinny moon

Retreat from my sight

The night to sip away

The sparkling stars

Leaving me a page of dark night

As I watch happiness

Burning in ashes

I gaze into my eyes

Brushed my soul in black kohl

Splashed with an eye shadow of pain

Dark circles of tears



A rumination of self ordeal

Brought by my own hands

Plucked rose left to die

That’s who I am

My soul wants to surrender

Under the mercy of pain

An injured prey admits defeat

While you are parading

So full of your conquest

Without you knowing

I gather my strength

I’m holding a strong heart

And without you

I will take a new path



©2005, Nasra Al Adawi

17 Comments:

Blogger Paul said...

I think so...

9:40 AM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Really lovely, particularly 'leaving me a page of dark night' and 'without you I take a different path'

10:02 AM  
Blogger Neon said...

'Plucked rose left to die'
a very powerful metaphor!!


This one will stay in my mind for a while.

11:31 AM  
Blogger . : A : . said...

Nice. Leaves you wanting.

6:14 PM  
Blogger Me said...

excellent....

7:11 PM  
Blogger Lorena said...

this is such an amazing poem. i love how you use the moon & stars.
and i love these lines:
"Brought by my own hands
Plucked rose left to die
That’s who I am
My soul wants to surrender
Under the mercy of pain"


very deep & intense.
one of my favorites from you :)

9:18 PM  
Blogger gulnaz said...

very beautiful poem, full of longing and yet brave enough to make a fresh new resolve.

one of my favourites!

2:48 AM  
Blogger stella said...

That was awesome! So much strength and power behind the soft flow of your words.

7:57 AM  
Blogger TripleTee said...

great blog u got here Nasra :) ... as for ur poems... typical u. lol... keep it up!

1:21 PM  
Blogger Misreflection said...

sad but real .. sometimes life forces you to take paths you'd rather not take but the human sprit is something that amazes all.. that and time great combination..love the line " leaving me a dark page".. conjures up an image of a clean slate.. perhaps waiting for another story another poem..

2:43 PM  
Blogger iamnasra said...

Thank you for your kind reply..This poem was inspired by an Omani Lady who working on her book of stories...

After reading one of the story I was inspired to write this one

6:57 AM  
Blogger Bluesky_Liz said...

Powerful images in this one, Nasra. I like the last six lines concluding this piece:

While you are parading
So full of your conquest
Without you knowing
I gather my strength
I’m holding a strong heart
And without you
I will take a new path

That you are picking yourself up, though you are hurt, you know you have strength within yourself.

3:52 PM  
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10:04 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Nasra:
I am getting all your poems and I enjoy reading them
without making any comments to you.
"A Window Within Myself", like all your other poems,
it's elegant, expressive, descriptive, poetically
expressive but ,as always, full of sadness, sorrow and
self incrimination.
I only hope that this is your poetic style and not a
reflection of your own innermost feelings and/or
personal torments.
Alex

10:05 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Nasra,

I was touched by the emotional intensity of this poem, and it left
me with a bittersweet feeling. It is one of your best works.
Sometimes our best poems come from deep inside of us, when we feel
things the most. Every line was beautiful.

Sincerely,
Patty Apostolides

10:06 PM  
Blogger Mystic_me said...

Speechless!!! dat is d effect of dis poetry...brilliant way of words n expressions i loved dat my soul brushed with kohl perfect!!!!

12:41 AM  

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