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  Jun 2019 Noura
Pagan Paul
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A rose from a window
looks like any other rose,
but as the old lady stares
out through the thin glass
a fondness develops,
begins to form a memory,


reaching back,
grasping the past,

that very slowly forms
the image of a rose,
proud in an old garden,
upstanding to catch the eye
of a young girl
staring out of a window.



© Pagan Paul (19/06/19)
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Noura Jun 2019
woe
neither here nor there
over seas of despair
woe is me
friend of the sea
lord of mistakes
governor of ache
well versed in pain
oh the nights that have crawled by
you, the moon and the lake of sorrow on my mind
its as if the moon, dropped her marble tears
in my palms
an offering of peace
its true that I, the poets first true love
illuminated the sky longer than mans time
even this earth has no knowledge of the lengths you've gone to
but I do
I've watched you bloom and wither
forgive me for not standing still
when you split in two
for I have worlds to be
and theres more for you
Noura Jun 2019
ever after fairytales of failed loves and lost hope
ever after you and I, I became strong
Noura Jun 2019
you're going to miss me as the suns rays hit the corners of your bed
you're going to miss me when words aren't enough and silence weighs heavy
you're going to miss me when you're so sick of missing me
you're going to miss me when its the last day and the earth has swallowed the sun
and beyond that
you'll miss me
Noura Jun 2019
sometimes I push down the nails in my throat
somehow years down the road, down the streets and halls and misery and falls
I still think its too soon
someway you are all that occupies my thoughts
you occupied the space between my ribs
now hallow and blue
the space you left refuses to be filled
theres an ache that feels an awful lot like loss tastes like rust and smells like the moment rain hits dust
Noura Jun 2019
we're out at sea when you leave me
hushed words, the slap of the wave sounding less harsh than you
the ship; my heart
and you?
you are the very end and the middle
all thats vast and true
blue
all the same I'm blue
and I think of ways to burden you as you've burdened me
but I realize
you're wild and free
and that is why
I loved thee
Noura Jun 2019
the girl next to me let me borrow her shoe
I knew
her shoe is too small
and sometimes I think
this world like her shoe
is two sizes too small
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