Monday, August 27, 2007

~ Umbilical Cord ~

Hollow is my soul
When you are not escalating,
Within my transparent walls
My inner world is empty
Even the thinnest air,
Left me so deserted
All alone craving for words
Words that vibrates an empty soul
That silences a troubled subsistence
Fueling words igniting life in me
Not scattered words thrown inside my home
Your are all Poetry
You are every cell that exists me
How can droplets of words
Ripple beats within my heart
I’m surviving through your cord
Umbilical cord nourishing my existence
I name you by one word :

Copyright 2007 Nasra Al Adawi

Photo is by S. Gasataldi in . Thank you for this photo Gastaldi.

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Saturday, August 25, 2007

~My African Lady~

I take a glance at you
My African lady
Your skin is full of glow
The color of the mountain
Persistence in your fighting
Prevailing among all
You gaze beyond the distance reach
A symbol of determination
Your heart is the finest
A lioness in your soul

Copyright Nasra Al Adawi

To say the truth I can not recall when I wrote this poem, it was forgotten for sometime and here it is I founed it with a painting posted in Added with an amazing painting. As attached above. This painting is the work of Ben Heine who is Cartoonist-journalist in Belgium. Indeed, its an honor for me

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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

~Im Weather In Your Arms~


That flamed within a single kiss
Fire embracing fire
Twirling emotion
Birthing tornado
Hot and cold
Vibrating unimaginable storm
Then wind halts
Emotions breathing in and out
The twister inside dies
Leaving silence touching emptiness
Invisible air
Shapes drops rippling blank atmosphere
I'm all those in your arms

Copyright 2007 Nasra Al Adawi

Photo by Neville at This is poem have been posted at first in my other blog however the photo of Neville are so strong I wanted to present another photo in here. Please click the photo to see more creative work of neville

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Wednesday, August 15, 2007

~ Frangipani on Spotlight ~

Originally uploaded by Eric Lafforgue

How delicate
Is the light?
Pouring through
Within face of night
Aches of harmony
Lip silence in the dark
Reciting a silent symphony
Moonlight on Frangipani
Steals the light
Unburned pinch
Arousing the night

Copyright 2007 Nasra Al Adawi

The poem is written based on the photo by Eric Lafforgue posted in

"Frangipani is known by a plant Plumeria which produces flowers ranging from yellow to pink depending on form or cultivar. The common name "Frangipani" comes from an Italian noble family, a sixteenth-century marquess of which invented a plumeria-scented perfume. They are now common naturalised plants in southern and southeastern Asia, and in local folk beliefs provide shelter to ghosts and demons. The scent of the Plumeria has been associated with a vampire in Malay folklore, the pontianak. They are associated with temples in both Hindu and Buddhist cultures though Hindus do not use the flowers in their temple offerings.

In several Pacific islands, such as Hawaii and Tonga, Plumeria is used for making leis. The flower is also, in Hawaiian culture, worn by women to indicate relationship status - over the right ear if seeking a relationship, and over the left if taken." Quoted from

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Thursday, August 09, 2007

~ Transforming Sands ~

Making Glass
Originally uploaded by Old Shoe Woman

~Transforming Sands ~

There it was
Delicate crystal vase
Created through the hands of fire
Yet no one knew
It had gasped for air
As molded and shaped
Into a delicate shape
So as it took its form
In a sprit of its own
To exist within the hands
Of fire and air
Dipped in water
Through it all
A crystal glass
That’s once was
Grains of sands

Copyright nasra al adawi 2007

Originally uploaded by Sahasra

Its been told to melt the sand is to make glass amazing transformation.

Photos are taken from different photographers - do click the photo to know more about the photographer. Many thanks to and photos by Old Shoe Woman, Sahasra, and petersmithgy

Crystal Sunset
Originally uploaded by petersmithgy