Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Gifting Poetry

Gifting a poetry to those you love (family or dear ones) such a unique way of giving a personlized gift. As when you gift a poetry, its only that person you write to… You words are meant only to one person. It use to be my favorite way of apperciating those I care. I wonder why I stoped gifting poetry or giving such gift…I think its high time to reflame this habit…I also always loved to be written a poetrty or gifted with one.. It makes me feel extra special. Here is one of the site who I thought are very creative with gifting poetry ~A Gift Of Poetry~.
I Promise You

I will write for you
All poems that I never wrote before
In each of them, it will be sealed with my true smile
And I promise you that I will erase all my tears of pain
From now, I will only let tears of happiness fall
Living the terms of life in pure gladness
So when you see the smile on my face
It will be reflected to your soul blissfully

©Nasra Al Adawi, 2004


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Such a giving and uplifting poem. Thanks Nasra.


11:53 AM  
Blogger Lorena said...

what a beautiful thought in your poem. i love writing something personal to someone. and to recieve a poem, to have something written to me, wow that would be blissful.

so glad you spirit is still shining here :)

3:10 PM  
Blogger Bluesky_Liz said...

A very lovely poem, Nasra. :)

3:45 AM  
Blogger iamnasra said...

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6:20 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dear Nasra

so u r burning midnight oil, well its nice to do something for your hobby and as poems are ur passion they are part of u

Take care

God Bless


6:21 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hello dear Nasra, While I was trying to limp along in
my humble attempt to ponder over upon your latest
creation, I was drifted back to the time when you were
working with us and I was always, silently
revitalizing my inner slumber silently without giving
any vent to your sharp observation, is now glowing.
That was a golden time of my life which has had its
own charm and myths. I enjoyed and still often enjoy
that by closing my eyes. However, it is life. Sweat
dreams are often quickly smashed with a sudden splash,
even with a little frenzy breeze. That happened and
will continue unabatedly.
2. In your latest presentation, you seems
persuading your innerself which apparently is staying
at some distance from your own self,ocassinally with
silent snares, to settle its nucleus. This situation
develops around very sensitive and highly wise and
charged personalities, as yours. Nature seemed
maintaining its killing silenece around your inner
uneasiness, which often comes out in the form of mild
and often shy expressions. Perhaps none of us is in a
position to predict when and when your search will end
to give you a much wanted inner soothness and
satisfaction of soul. How many more strides you will
accept till your full glorification, is yet to be
determined. Your writings give me layered over layered
various colours of your magnified personality.I hope
to continue to receive crimson rays of my own knowing
through your presentations which were always gorgeous.
Please do not deprive me of your yelling. I admire
this. Thanks for all you favours. Good luck.


6:32 AM  
Blogger Silly Adventures said...

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2:50 PM  
Blogger Sue hardy-Dawson said...

I too give poetry as gifts, for my children I wrote a whole book about them growing up. My one regret is that I'm so busy now I rarely have the time to indulge in the pure pleasure of thinking for weeks of how best to tell someone how very special they are to me.

5:34 AM  
Blogger nomadica said...

This is a really nice thought Nasra, and a beautiful poem. I liked reading it. Hope all is well with you!

7:46 AM  
Blogger Liquidplastic said...

The beauty of poetry is not just found in the joys of ones life, it's all so the pain and sorrow --- every thing need an equal balance and I promise you --- I enjoy all your poetry.

It's been awhile, but I am back to reading.

8:24 PM  
Blogger MotoRama said...

Living in the world of IM's,Emails & Virtual Greeting cards,the genuineness and personal touch gets lost. Loved the poem and more so, the idea behind the poem!

6:38 AM  
Blogger Pallavi said...

such beautiful thought..

3:22 AM  
Blogger Just A Human said...


Your thoughts are so pure... keep sharing the purity

9:29 PM  
Blogger Ajay said...

Nice poem
me first time here...
thanks for visiting... keep visiting

8:48 AM  
Blogger GEL said...

I definitely agree with you.
I've written poetry since I could hold a crayon.

I still give personal poetry gifts illustrated with my artwork.

I cherish the poems or words written to me on handmade cards and save them all. It doesn't matter to me if someone is a "writer" or an "artist." I cherish the gift of themselves, written and/or drawn just for me.
A part of us in in our words, in our fingers, in our voices. Sheer, beauty of those precious connections.

11:07 PM  
Blogger Idi said...

Dear Nasra,
here is a poem for you:

Today I am writing something for you, don't bother
you who wrote so much for others
I like reading your poems more and more
yes, they truely bring me to a very nice shore...
I forget my tears, forget my pain,
the sun is shining, away is the rain


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