tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105618992008-05-11T01:32:14.565-07:00Decaying into loveiamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-32776845379951217812008-05-03T13:52:00.001-07:002008-05-03T13:52:16.252-07:00I go on<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lumase/1475792395/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1203/1475792395_d0f43d397c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lumase/1475792395/">Life goes on</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/lumase/">Lumase</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>Once <br />Tips of you fingers <br />Seems to embrace me <br />The hold of your hands <br />Sweeps me into safety<br />No matter <br />How much I grow <br />I'm still your girl<br />Have ever I told you? <br />That I still keep missing you<br />Where have you gone <br />Left me in absence<br />How painful is time <br />Without your presence<br />I'm not sure if I'm brave enough<br />Facing the trenches all alone <br /> I have no choice but to go on <br />Glowing within my inner grief<br />I go on</p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-81731461619213939082008-02-20T12:13:00.001-08:002008-02-20T12:18:11.254-08:00Sparks of Women<a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/romanlily/1281821/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/1/1281821_5fac43b58a_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"><span style="font-size:78%;">Photo by </span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/romanlily/"><span style="font-size:78%;">romanlily</span></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> at flickr.com.</span></span><br /><br /><p align="justify">Dar Al Atta Association holds Sparks of Women, a poetic evening celebrating womanhood and the role of women in community. Coinciding with Women of Color Day which is annually celebrated on achievements of women of color which started in United States and now celebrated internationally on every 1st of March.<br /><br />The evening will host women poets among them from India Priyanka Sacheti a creative writer and published three volume of poetry based in Muscat and Reem Al lawati, an Omani Poet known by her daring Arabic Poetry, also Nasra Al Adawi will join with English poetry recital, and Jane Jaffer a published novelist will join with her poetic thoughts. More surprises are stored for this evening.<br /><br />The evening is open to all, the event will start at 6:30 pm on 2nd of March 2008 at Dar Al Atta Association at Madinat Sultan Qaboos, for further information call 24692996</p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-76467214877698290862007-12-26T20:06:00.001-08:002007-12-26T20:06:13.776-08:00~Remaining Just A Glitter~<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/razorbern/1226868736/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1062/1226868736_c082a11ba3_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/razorbern/1226868736/">starry night</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/razorbern/">razorbern</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>~Remaining Just A Glitter~<br /><br />I have finally woken up <br />Tearing your page <br />To countless stars <br />That meant to be released <br />Into far away space <br />A million light of distance, I stand <br />Gazing into past, your gone memory <br />Just bits left, glittering beautiful <br />That’s how memories… <br />Needs to be kept <br />Twinkling so far <br />Little stars in skies <br /><br />Copyright 2007, Nasra Al Adawi <br /><br />Photo in flickr.com by Razorbern. Click the photo to see other collection.</p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-2670583412241263572007-10-15T13:56:00.001-07:002007-10-15T13:56:12.771-07:00~ Transcending~<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/poesia/441077121/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/198/441077121_7c2e462202_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/poesia/441077121/">&quot;Que tranquila a paixão, toda silêncio e luz! &quot; / &quot; How tranquil that passion, all silence and light! &quot;</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/poesia/">César Augusto</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p><br />There is an absence <br />The air deserted space <br />No wind to sway the trees<br />Dew droplets remained <br />Did not slip away from leaves<br />There is me in this scene<br />A woman who imparted her name <br />In the sake to remain <br />Just a soul within your arms <br />A light that fills the absence <br />I'm your soul within the silence<br />In a transcending light<br />Ecstasy in burning flame<br />Unlike desire <br />In love tracing<br />Spread her rays<br />All alight with tenderness <br />This soul falls gently <br />Embracing yours<br /><br />2007 Nasra Al Adawi</p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-76139221718674637862007-08-20T05:21:00.001-07:002007-08-20T05:21:27.889-07:00~Im Weather In Your Hands~<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nsukhia/318723661/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/318723661_0f967d849f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nsukhia/318723661/">Twister</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/nsukhia/">Neville_S</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>Ecstasy<br />That flamed within a single kiss<br />Fire embracing fire <br />Twirling emotion <br />Birthing tornado <br />Hot and cold <br />Vibrating unimaginable storm <br />Then wind halts<br />Emotions breathing in and out <br />The twister inside dies <br />Leaving silence touching emptiness <br />Invisible air <br />Shapes drops rippling blank atmosphere<br />I'm all those in your arms <br /><br />Copyright 2007 Nasra Al Adawi<br /><br />Photo by Neville at flickr.com</p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-22439310352027078582007-07-20T05:57:00.001-07:002007-07-20T05:57:02.404-07:00~Your Loving Soul~<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/catma/219095144/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/65/219095144_ecab45f470_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/catma/219095144/">Drops in a web</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/catma/">catmadogma</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p>The taste of love, Keeps me sore<br />And I can't live without you<br />Every aches lingers<br />When you are not in my sight<br />If you know loving you keep me breathing<br />Beyond the beats of my heart <br />For my heart had long died <br />I continue being your loving soul <br /><br />Copyright 2007 Nasra Al Adawi <br /><br />Im taken by the art of the photographer ...so reciting the poem</p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-27188248079260898482007-07-20T05:50:00.001-07:002007-07-20T13:10:09.895-07:00~ Your Loving Soul~<a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/catma/212732425/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/81/212732425_d1916eb41c_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/catma/212732425/">Web and rain drops</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/catma/">catmadogma</a>.</span><br /><p><br /><br />The taste of love, Keeps me sore</p><p>And I can't live without you</p><p>Rain falls in tears </p><p>In every aches that lingers</p><p>Love aches at its first touch </p><p><br />Happiness, its not what it is all about</p><p>And you are the dream that Im dreaming</p><p>For my heart had poured in loving you </p><p>If you know loving you keep me breathing</p><p>Without the beats of my heart </p><p>Once every heartbeat of mine had died </p><p>I continue being your loving soul<br /><br />Copyright 2007 Nasra Al Adawi<br /><br /><em>The photo is by catmadogma posted in flickr.com ..please click to enjoy other photo creativity</em></p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-86391275318808988292007-07-15T23:31:00.001-07:002007-07-15T23:31:55.278-07:00~Stabbing Rose~<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_feldman/87093781/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/43/87093781_536c474a1e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_feldman/87093781/">Rose_Thorns_6012</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/mike_feldman/">mike_feldman</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p><br />It was from a fragrance <br />Allured to unknown aroma <br />I knew it was my destiny to reach it <br />Crossed the distance <br />Walking so blindly <br />The scent paved a way for me <br />I took a first glance <br />I knew my search has come to an end <br />Glossy petals <br />In color of the fire <br />The closer I get <br />Its scent becomes stronger <br />My heart can not resist any longer <br />Daring myself in taking the first touch <br />It swayed so lazily <br />Like it could hear the rhythm of the wind <br />I’m sipping the passion through all my senses <br />In its silence, I receive its invitation <br />To explore and unleash the mystery <br />As I put my hand over its body <br />Like needle piercing through my flesh <br />I never noticed the thorns <br />Acute stab to my heart <br />Hidden intentions speaks silent language <br /><br />© 2005, Nasra Al Adawi<br /><br />The photo from Flickr.com by Mike Feldman..Pls click the photo to get get inspired by other photos</p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-85168923342794850812007-05-04T04:23:00.001-07:002007-05-04T04:32:19.611-07:00~Moonlight In You~<p align="center"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cogitationist/137450722/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/44/137450722_f6cd0a3ea3_m.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center"><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cogitationist/137450722/">moondialdhow3</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cogitationist/">Cogitationist</a>.</span><br clear="all"></div><p align="center"><span style="color:#ffff99;">Moonlight on your face<br />And I see its glow<br />Perhaps you could sprinkle<br />Shreds of flames to me<br />That encircles loneliness<br />Seizing my misery<br />Radiance calms a lament heart<br />I see contentment in your smile<br />Carefree in your journeys<br />Every journey of yours<br />Shapes a meaning<br />Humbleness<br />Core light of your soul<br />I wish I could learn<br />Your secret<br />And you wait for no success<br />It’s granted to you<br />Freedom floats within you<br />Moon floats in the sky<br />Yet there is another side to the moon<br />A face of you<br />Is frighten to appear<br />A full circle of darkness<br />A burned out candle<br />Withholding agonies<br />Since when a moon spills tears!<br />The man in you cannot set it free<br />Strings of me adores your strength<br />The desire to tangle<br />Within your surroundings<br />Despite all complicity<br />You take the walk of life<br />Akin to leaf falling with easiness<br />Allow me to love your moonlight<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Copyright 2006 nasra al adawi</span></span><br /><br />Inspired by DON of <a href="http://poeticalchemist.wordpress.com/">http://poeticalchemist.wordpress.com/</a>, every day I learn something new about life and what it can bring to me as a person who lives it </p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-48550969420921932192007-03-30T11:54:00.001-07:002007-03-30T11:59:45.498-07:00Im Your Diary<a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/comma-h/435884785/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/170/435884785_4ec4a97bd4_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/comma-h/435884785/">Moleskine</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/comma-h/">Comma H</a>.</span><br /><p><br />I never thought that you kept a diary And on each page, </p><p>I was the character of your life story </p><p>The only one, yet the ink that had scripted me </p><p>It went beyond the surface of the laid pages </p><p>The engraving of your love I found it deep within your heart</p><p>I was the only one in your secret book </p><p>In every day this book its becoming thicker </p><p>In every page you made a new oath to love me forever</p><p>Could I be blessed with such love </p><p>Every day, I seem to fade away </p><p>Wondering if I’m worthy of such love </p><p>I question my soul, whether my heart have given enough </p><p>Or have it failed in giving the justice of devotion</p><p>I continue praying that the capacity of being human </p><p>Doesn’t fail me to love you eternally<br /><br />©Nasra Al Adawi, 2004<br />Writen for the English Sabla<br /><br />The photo by Comma H, many thank for your photo</p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-83461221994368859252007-03-09T21:33:00.001-08:002007-03-09T21:38:15.068-08:00Phase of Darkness<a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jessicanew/215339620/"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/64/215339620_16be5a6ceb_m.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jessicanew/215339620/">Into The Light</a><br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jessicanew/">Jessica New</a>.</span><br /><p>I hope my phase of darkness will be a story of past<br />To gain wisdom to enlighten my path<br />I'm knocked through the corners of life<br />To truly seek, it is not an easy climb<br />In anticipation for the best quality of me to remain in me<br />Living, it is not merely about existence<br />Creating the person within one self is a continuous fight<br />With such aspiration, I pray that I don't loose this sight<br />Sometimes darkness creeps on the vulnerable hearts<br />The battle is over<br />I put my resistance with all my soul might<br />Out of darkness into the light</p><p> </p><p>Many thanks to flickr.com, the photo is by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jessicanew/">Jessica New</a> - do click the photo to view more other collection. </p><p> </p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1167346060648571532006-12-28T14:40:00.000-08:002006-12-28T14:47:40.666-08:00Entanglement<p align="center"><span style="color:#99ff99;"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2396/719/1600/363140/tangle.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2396/719/320/525785/tangle.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;">When I grow into love<br />A garden field finds its way<br />A path of earth<br />That sobers me<br />Not just romance<br />Falling gently with dew<br />I find myself<br />Had grown<br />In maturity of tree<br />Like a wall built to stand<br />Defeating obscurities<br />I learned to make space<br />Without titles of scarifies<br />Meeting you half the way<br />As me and you tangle<br />Birthing a new meaning<br />In our entanglement<br />Just one obvious tree<br />Strong enough<br />Hardly can bend<br />In currents of wind<br /><br />Copyright 2006 Nasra Al Adawi<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#cccccc;">I dedicate this poem to Rauf . Who has been kind enough to offer his photos to me to use with my poetry without even asking his permission. Rauf had somehow discovered that I get really inspired through photography. The photo of this tangled tree was so touching, I just had to gaze at it and allow it to speak to me. Please click <a href="http://whitesroad.blogspot.com/">(Here)</a>to visit his blog. He has a very informative blog with powerful thoughts….<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#cccccc;"></span>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1166716739514772732006-12-21T07:30:00.000-08:002006-12-21T08:04:03.860-08:00Rain Awakes<div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2396/719/1600/869820/withoutthe%20wires.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2396/719/320/269784/withoutthe%20wires.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><br /><br /><br />Brush of grey clouds<br />Watching from far distance<br />Reluctant to allow the sun<br />So it will pierce light in me<br />Shadow of rain<br />Urging to fall<br />Yet like my tears<br />The sky above have not opened<br />A doorway of rain<br />My tears remain<br />All locked within<br />Its the transparency of rain<br />Absolves aches<br />A touch of romance under the rain<br />Relighting forgotten fire<br />Yet fire don’t flame in rain<br />No sparks to rekindle<br />Just inner flame awakes in rain<br /><br />Copyright nasra al adawi 2006 </p><p align="justify"><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><br />I thought to carry my camera in search for traces of rain. As I stopped to capture the image sadness took over me in reflection of the clouds (I suppose). It's been awhile I have wanted to take images near by my home.</span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2396/719/1600/922481/rain%20in%20alhail.jpg"></p><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2396/719/320/854199/rain%20in%20alhail.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"> The photos above are mine taken on the same date of this post</span>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1164961605621482832006-12-01T00:26:00.000-08:002006-12-01T00:26:45.696-08:00~Im emptiness~<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/s22026/256114686/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/115/256114686_c5acee7a3a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/s22026/256114686/">Empty air</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/s22026/">s22026</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p><br /><br />Just silence<br />Lost voice without you <br />silent than the wind <br />That is who I am<br />No one ever notice <br />The empty space without the wind <br />Im not a breeze that might touch your face <br />Im not even the invisble air<br />Tickling your skin hair <br />Im emptiness left in void<br /><br />copyright iamnasra 2005<br /><br />many thanks s22026 for this empty photo. Its so lovely photo</p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1162494572216685292006-11-02T11:02:00.000-08:002006-11-02T11:09:32.266-08:00Unknown Passion Flare<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/alexhailong/78533501/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/41/78533501_6c8608ef48_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/alexhailong/78533501/">Just before the storm</a> <br />Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/alexhailong/">Wam Mosely</a>.</span><br clear="all" /><p><br /><br /><br />A stranger<br />That is who you are<br />Our greeting<br />Started with gentle smile<br />By single note of a smile acquainted <br />Your eyes into mine<br />In a spare of millisecond<br />Our lives were bound and connected<br />Mingled by the waves of fate<br />The destiny played its tunes<br />Just right<br />Two hearts embodied in single beat<br />In water of attraction stirred<br />All unaware<br />Melting in echo of our emotions<br />Life beyond life<br />Breathtaking moment<br />Beyond compare<br />Night or day<br />The magic lingers without an end<br />Entwined in a passion flare<br />Dancing unaware<br /><br /><br />copyright 2005 Nasra Al Adawi<br /><br /><br />I owe my thanks to this lovely photo to Wam Mosely posted in flickr.com on 28 Dec '05</p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1161639631341511582006-10-23T14:33:00.000-07:002006-10-23T14:40:31.433-07:00Countless Glitters of Stars <style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27567486@N00/277016571/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/117/277016571_56c98215a1.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27567486@N00/277016571/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/27567486@N00/">aspect satyr</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> O. Love<br />Come back to me<br />Once again<br />Remind me how to light<br />Countless glitters<br />Into this darkness<br />Painting this earthly space<br />In glitters of stars<br />I flame so far away<br />I flame so kindly<br />Yet my voice is million years<br />Distant from you<br />Watch me, twinkling in every star<br />Know that lovingly, I’m reaching out for you<br />I know from that corner of earth<br />You stand watching- the far away galaxies<br />There I am catching the never ending glimpse of you<br />Gratified for the moment that seems to last me forever<br />Into my wondering soul<br /><br />copyright 2005, nasra al adawi</p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1153691950955596542006-07-23T14:54:00.000-07:002006-07-23T15:05:27.463-07:00Creations of God<div class="flickr-frame"><a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bisbohemian/20692862/"><img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/15/20692862_91dfb8beba.jpg" /></a><br /><span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bisbohemian/20692862/">On The Border</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/bisbohemian/">Bisbohemian</a>.</span></div><p class="flickr-yourcomment">I owe an apperciation to <a href="http://howtopoet.blogspot.com/2005/11/across-another-border.html">Make A Living As A Poet<br /></a>for this poem ..<br /><br /><br /><br />This love of ours<br />Lingered in to various oceans<br />Crossed the eternity lines of centuries<br />It would not merely cross imaginary borders!<br />A barricade that separates us<br />Putting us as a tag of nation or race<br />We prefer to have a passport of being human<br />Or lovers that once have existed this beautiful earth<br />We rather be labeled nothing more than being among creations of God<br />So here and forever remember us<br />As once we were creations of God<br />Rejoiced in love<br />Deeply believed that love goes across man-made borders<br />It could never be a felony, to be imprisoned for life<br /><br />© 2006 nasra al adawi</p>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1147339265693685552006-05-11T02:14:00.000-07:002006-05-11T02:21:05.710-07:00Reinvented Tunes<div align="center"><br /><em><strong><br /></strong></em><span style="color:#cc66cc;"><em><strong>The Music<br />Runs again in my heart<br />Like never been heard before<br />Hearing it for the first time<br />I know that this music is beyond musical notes and tunes<br />Seeing the joy that it brings from your eyes<br />Music that runs in the cord of our existence<br />Life, wraps of magical melodies<br />Up to us to reinvent the tunes<br /></strong></em><br />© Nasra Al Adawi, 2006<br /></span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="justify">This Morning it had started with me getting a poem from Lorena. She opened my monring window to find music in the corner of my soul. Thank you for such gift of inspiration Lorena. </div>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1142431296536062992006-03-15T05:51:00.000-08:002006-03-15T06:01:36.560-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2396/719/1600/Mountain.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2396/719/320/Mountain.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Photo by Yarub Al Bakry</span> <div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">The Day Without Me</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">If the day happens to begin without me<br />I urge you not to let your tears fall for me<br />Know that I’m watching you while I depart<br />Now I ask you to be brave<br />Hold that beautiful smile on your face<br />New journey after life had been opened up for me<br />Never away-never apart from you<br />I’m closer to you than you may think<br />Waiting for you to join me in this path of eternity..<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">copyright 2004 Nasra Al Adawi</span></div></div>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1141587737906376232006-03-05T11:01:00.001-08:002006-03-05T12:01:56.656-08:00Taking the riskSilly Adventure have left me tagged so before you go any step further. You have been warned that you are reading this at your own risk<br /><br /><div align="center">The risk shall be taken</div><div align="center">As life is made with nothing but risks factors</div><div align="center">I shall go on with the challenges</div><div align="center">Though Im afraid to take it </div><div align="center">I have no option but to sip in fire of risk </div><div align="center">I have warned my heart </div><div align="center">It prefer to sip the drink as without this sip </div><div align="center">This heart of mine as might as well be dead </div><div align="center">2006 nasra al adawi<br /></div><div align="justify"><br />1: Black and White or Color; how do you prefer your movies?<br />Colour, I do not recall black and white movies but I love black and white photgraphy. Im so taken with photos which has no touch of colour and nothing else but black and white<br /><br />2: What is the 1 single subject that bores you to near-death? Well-Poltics..I just do not understand it<br /><br />3: MP3s, CDs, Tapes or Records: what is your favorite medium for prerecorded music?<br />I have to say tape as I dont own MP3 except in my degital recorder but I do not use it so often. I have no CD in my car so it has to be tapes. I know its an old theme but it suits me just fine<br /><br />4: You are handed one 1st class trip plane ticket to anywhere in the world and $10 million cash. All of this is yours provided that you leave and not tell anyone where you are going … Ever. This includes family, friends, everyone. Would you take the money and ticket and run?<br />It will really break my mums heart..Can not do it. I would have left and worked as volunteer in deserted land but knowing my mum is all I got can not do that to her<br /><br />5: Seriously, what do you consider the world’s most pressing issue now?<br />I think the urge to help one another in time of need. Every one is so deeply involved in self building that it seems so hard to give a helping hand to another.<br /><br />6: How would you rectify the world’s most pressing issue?<br />Hard work, call for unity amony our selves to be able to work hand in hand, and the main thing a touch of humanity that seem to be lost in our current life run.<br /><br />7: You are given the chance to go back and change 1 thing in your life; what would that be?<br />Stayed with my dad when he was ill<br /><br />8: You are given the chance to go back and change 1 event in world history, what would that be? The bilfour (I do nt know how to spell this) which was the starting point of palastine fight or islreal. Where palastine became homless and without a state<br />9: A night at the opera, or a night at the Grand Ole’ Opry –Which do you choose? Non of that I never been in Opera in my life so would not know and do not know what is Grand Ole' Opry (So how can I choose from something I do not know- but if Im taken why not I will for sure go as long it has no pronography what so ever ;-)).<br /><br />10: What is the 1 great unsolved crime of all time you’d like to solve? I skip this<br /><br />11: One famous author can come to dinner with you. Who would that be, and what would you serve for the meal?<br />Paulo Coelho well we go for vegetable with mashed potatoes and a bit of salad and tuna. well Im keeping up with my health and not to forget fresh cocktail (no alchol) without sugar.<br /><br />12: You discover that John Lennon was right, that there is no hell below us, and above us there is only sky — what’s the 1st immoral thing you might do to celebrate this fact?<br />I will go singing<br /><br />And the nominations for the next tag are<br /><a href="http://nezitic.blogspot.com/">http://nezitic.blogspot.com/</a><br /><a href="http://green-eyedlady.blogspot.com/">http://green-eyedlady.blogspot.com/</a><br /><a href="http://poetsdinner.blogspot.com/">http://poetsdinner.blogspot.com/</a></div>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1135178683203029912005-12-21T07:15:00.000-08:002005-12-21T07:28:02.666-08:00Living through You<div align="center"><a href="http://image52.webshots.com/52/0/16/15/480201615JgVXpS_ph.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://image52.webshots.com/52/0/16/15/480201615JgVXpS_ph.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff9900;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;"><strong> <span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">copyright of webshot</span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;"><strong> Living through You</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;"><em><br />I’m not sure where you go<br />Just let me go with you<br />I know you destination is uncertain<br />Your journeys have no beginning point<br />Nor does it have a spot to end<br />Carry me in your airy flow<br />I will stand through if your tide is strong<br />The turmoil of hot and cold<br />I want to linger into your journeys<br />Joining you in your boundless crossings<br />To witness all your heights<br />Maybe your were a whirlwind in yesterday’s phase<br />A weary wind today<br />Tomorrow a tickling breeze<br />I want to live through you all<br /><br />Copyright 2005 nasra al adawi<br /></div></em></span>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1128799474977587082005-10-08T12:24:00.000-07:002005-10-08T12:52:01.833-07:00Dieing with Me<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2396/719/1600/a%20rose%20on%20book11.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2396/719/400/a%20rose%20on%20book11.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong><em>A farewell rose<br />Left on my door<br />at the early hours<br />of a new day<br />Blossoming with tears<br />Your tears of farewell<br />No card were left<br />No words were said<br />Just your name<br />Written on an only leaf<br />A leaf that joined this lonely rose<br />Like companion to a new journey<br />And here I am<br />With no companion but my soul<br />If roses can be embraced<br />I would embraced it so tight<br />to my heart<br />I can breathe the scent of your tears<br />Blended with the aroma of this rose<br />Surrendering to my emotion<br />Drowning the radiant petals with tears<br />Passing my pain to it<br />In silence drinking my salted sorrow<br />Dieing with me<br /><br />Photo and poem by Nasra Al Adawi<br /></em></strong></div>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1128367583441328032005-10-03T12:26:00.000-07:002005-10-03T12:38:12.346-07:00Rebirth<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2396/719/1600/within%20Myelf1.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2396/719/320/within%20Myelf1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2396/719/1600/within%20Myelf1.jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/101/2901/1024/within%20Myelf.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><em>Thoughts rebirth<br />the walk<br />on the beach<br /></em><br /><br /><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"></a>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1126894205971641932005-09-16T11:10:00.000-07:002005-09-16T11:10:05.980-07:00The waves <br />Takes me<br />Unsolicited destination <br /><br /><br /><a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/101/2901/1024/waves.jpg'><img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/101/2901/400/waves.jpg'></a>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10561899.post-1125736239424093672005-09-03T01:13:00.000-07:002005-09-03T01:30:39.430-07:00Hoping<span style="color:#ffccff;">If it happens, that words could forever reverberates<br />Adjourning the soul in this recital of words<br />I’m hoping it shall be my name,<br />Reverberating through your lips<br /><br />Though I’m uncertain if memory could endure the aging race<br />A legendary masterpiece is unforgettable -even if it’s in a short glance<br />I’m hoping I will be unending in your mind<br />Everlasting glow remains through the darkness<br />Kindly awaking your heart on its time of silence<br /><br />Witnessing the silence of the sky<br />Towards embracing the earth without boundaries<br />I’m hoping you will embrace my heart with love<br />Giving love with out limits or boundaries<br />For love can be spacious-unlimited as the sky<br /><br />© 2005, Nasra Al Adawi</span><br /><br /><div align="right"> </div><div align="right"><strong><span style="color:#33ff33;">Kutumaini<br /></span></strong><span style="font-size:85%;">(Swahili Transltion )</span></div><div align="right"><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Kama itatokea, maneno milele kurindima<br />Nafsi kuipokea, inayoyaghani daima<br />Ni matumaini yangu ni jina langu<br />Ndilo litarindima mdomoni pako.<br /><br />Ingawa sina yakini ufahamu kutopotea<br />Na kizazi kinachozeeka<br />Sanaa bora inayosifika<br />Haisahauliki hata kwa jicho la kupita<br />Ninatumai, ntakuwa nisoisha moyoni mwako<br />Mng’ao wa kudumu gizani<br />Ukiuamsha moyo wako kwa upole<br />Uwapo kwenye hali ya kunyamaa<br /><br />Mfano wa kimya mang’aingani kikumbatiavyo ardhi bila mipaka<br />Natumai utaukumbatia moyo wangu kwa upendo<br />Ukinipa penzi liso vipimo wala mipaka<br />Kwani pendo laweza kuwa na ujazo – uso ukomo kama anga<br /></span> </div>iamnasrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16030794699915000249noreply@blogger.com