When no one but the passing time hears,
I occasionally shout out the words of longing.
When the confused sky is my only witness,
I wander down the path of hazy memories –
That’s where we bump into each other
And linger in something
That was too hopeless to last –
Yet too rare to ever fully disappear.
© Noora (2016)
Melancholy. The ache here feels so real. ❤
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I’ve been trying to keep my poems short lately. It’s a bit challenging for me sometimes. This piece came pouring out and I didn’t want to edit it too much. Thanks for the comment. I truly appreciate your support. ❤
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I am happy to see a new one from you. This one blends the voice, sound, and cadence, very wonderfully. —CC
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I’m truly humbled by your kind words, CC! Thank you so much for reading and taking the time to comment – means a lot! Sending love and inspiration your way!
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I feel much love and inspiration from afar, making my day. —CC
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❤
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❤ ❤
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Sounds hopeful and hopeless at the same time! 🙂
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Ha ha, that’s the story of my life! Thanks, Brad, I loved your comment! Pretty inspiring one, tbh. There is just a thin line between hope and hopelessness. Wishing you a week filled with inspiration.
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Me too Noora! Maybe we can tilt toward hope this week. 🙂
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Hugs…this is a perfect poem for the vibrations I feel this day ❤
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❤ Sending vibrations of love and peace your way ❤ Thanks for reading – it means a lot!
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Beautiful one. Loved reading.
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Thank you, Amrit! I’m glad you enjoyed this one. Have a great week!
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Oh thank you, Noora. I did enjoy this weekend as we celebrated the festival of lights, Diwali. 🙂
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Firstly, Hi Noora , hope you are well. Whoa if there was ever a poem I could relate to ,it’s this one. Beautifully evocative ( as usual) x
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That is such a rewarding comment, Fin! Thank you SO much. All is good here, thanks. I’m going to catch up on your blog later tonight! Have a great week. xx
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You too xx
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What a dichotomy. The longing is so real …. ❤
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I’m usually a slow writer and I could edit my poems until the end of time. These words just poured out of me. Tbh, I didn’t plan to write about longing and the outcome kind of surprised me. Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment, Amy Rose! It means the world to me. Hope your week is filled with love, laughter and inspiration.
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Sometimes, Noora, the words seem to just pour forth. That is real inspiration. I prefer it that way then struggling over words and getting all twisted up in frustration. I usually don’t write unless I flow. I really enjoyed this one!!! 🙂 ❤
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Oh, I love this one, Noora! We have all experienced those moments.
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Beautifully expressed, my friend. 🙂
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Beautifully expressed Noora.
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I there with you inside the ache, the longing, the regrets, the wistfulness. Eloquent word artistry my friend. ❤️
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❤
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Beautifully melancholy Noora ❤
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I feel your words. There’s such beauty here, Noora!
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I return to your site now and then to see if you have started to write again, and find myself once again here on the Lane, and as you said, it has not fully disappeared. Best regards —CC
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Hope all is well~
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With ‘nostalgic feet’ I stepped in to see your poetic world, dear Nora. And it left me breathless! Your poetry has become finer and finer..
Hope you are filled with light and life, Nora.
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This does actually remind me of some times in my youth that might best be described as ‘forbidden love’ whose memories come back and linger every now and then 🙂
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