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Noura Dec 2021
It would be nice if you could be here
With me, right now.
But that’s impossible
For reasons
Reasons out of our control
Reasons we despise
Reasons that others
Have caused.
And alas
what’s to become of this?
A relationship?
A friendship?
Or is it just
Two strangers talking
Until time sees us apart?
Noura Jul 2021
Humans take their time.
For a fetus to develop,
it takes nine months.
For a baby to walk and talk,
it takes a couple of years.
For a student to acquire knowledge,
it takes twelve years.
But for you to understand me,
it takes forever.
And that's sad.
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Noura May 2021
Every body is always trying to understand
Even to force
All of these binary oppositions
On everything and everyone
But here I am
An odd one out
I am everything and nothing
I am a saint
And I am a sinner
I am happy
And I am sad
I am male
And I am female
I am a child
And I am an adult
I am dead
And I am alive
I am everything
And I am nothing.
Noura Feb 2021
POUR YOUR SADNESS IN A DEEP WELL
HEAR THE NOISE EACH DROP MAKES
FEEL THE DIZZINESS OF BEING RELEASED
THAT GASP, THAT LIFE FILLING EVERY CELL IN YOUR BODY
LOOK AT THE SKY
LET THAT WARMTH SORROUND YOU
OH IT’S BRIGHTER THAN THE SUN
YET
YET IT BLINDS YOU, IT BURNS YOU
LOOK DOWN AT THE DARK DARK WELL
WATCH OUT FOR THE MONSTERS IN THERE
OH
OH NO
IT’S TOO LATE
ADIOS MY FRIEND
YOU FELL.
Noura Oct 2020
Imagine they cut off your limbs
Hand and legs, all gone
But you’re a starfish
So it’s alright, they’ll grow back.
No wait, you’re a tree.
Once they cut you,
You lose a piece of yourself.
Those broken remains,
They use them
They use you, to build houses,
To build a warm space,
To protect them from the harsh storm.
If you were a starfish though,
Your limbs will start to grow
Slowly, but surely. And suddenly,
You’ll be your old self again,
Nothing more, nothing less.
A star in the sea
Or a tree in the wild,
Which would you be?
Noura Jul 2020
The act of growing up is so simple
Yet so many miss their chance
There’s a door connecting us
The I before
And the I after
Yet it’s a one way door
To open it
One must understand
Love
Compassion
Empathy
And passion
Yet not only towards others
But towards the self too
For a great deal we grow up
Through understanding ourselves
Then, a rather complicated act
Becomes a very simple one.
Noura May 2020
Taking a step into my heart,
I will find the light in my darkest fight.
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