Four short poems

UNTITLED

I want to touch you
Yet not touch you

The fragile light
Wanders across
Your slumbering hills
And inviting valleys
But I am still
Like morning dew
On sleepy flowers
Absorbing poetry
At its finest

I want to touch you
Yet not touch you
But memorize
Each curve
And pathway
With my poet’s eyes
Until I melt
Into the scenery

© Noora

NOTE: I realized I never finished this piece because I decided to use “slumbering hills and inviting valleys” in my poem called: Poetry in the Air– please, feel free to read it.

ONE-NIGHT STANDS

Adrift
Like my
Night-time poems

Replayed memories
For no one to view
Silent sorrow
For no one to interpret
Protected secrets
Never meant to see
The daylight

Lyrical one-night stands
Forgotten
In the morning

When my yesterday
Turns into
Someone else’s tomorrow
Where I am nothing
But a haunting sunset

© Noora

 

ABANDONED

My skin
Still aches
From where
Your fingertips
And lips
Traced pathways
And marked territory
You never claimed.
We both burned
With the same fire
But why am I
The only one
Left smoldering

© Noora

 

MEMORIES

Sometimes
They come
And stay
Uninvited
And play
With the strings
Of my heart
Slowly
Soulfully
Refusing
To leave
Like an adagio

© Noora

They are NOT new (!) and not in any specific order. I wasn’t sure about posting them (at all) because “One-night stands” and “Abandoned” are slightly depressing. I often edit my old drafts/notes (written years ago), but I doubt I’d ever work on these pieces again, so, perhaps it’s time to set them free – and most of all get over my “nothing to post” stress. Ha!

Love, laughter, inspiration
Always
– Noora

Silence

BLISS

Until the moment
Turns into nostalgia
Two poets speak
Without words

Your mere glance
Expresses emotions
I could only dream of capturing
With plain letters

Your silent smile
Rests on my lips
You wear my love
On yours

The silence
Is our only witness
When our hearts vow
Without metaphors or similes


and the way
Your hand searches for mine
In the stillness of the night
… wordless poetry.

© Noora

AGONY

A weary heart hides
Within the shadows of ebony
Still waiting for the pianist
To place her fingertips
On the ivory keys
And pierce
The deafening silence
Of an unwhispered goodbye
With a melody that a heart
Wishes to hear
In order to sing again

Unspoken words haunt me
I will listen to them
I will interpret them
I will cherish them
Until
They will eventually heal me
When I learn
How to compose music
Out of silence

© Noora

Dance with Me

Re-blogging one of my very first posts. A poem I was working on last night reminded me of this piece. I’ll be back to post and read soon. Please bear with me 🙂 Hope you’re all having a fantastic week. – Noora

Dance with Me
(just one slow waltz)

My love,
Take my shaking hand
And dance with me
For good times’ sake

Wrap your arms
Around my quivering body
And glide with me
In a sensual rhythm

Allow your heart sing
One last serenade
With mine

Taste a final poem
From my lips
And let me breathe you in
Once more

Let’s close
This unfinished chapter
With whispers
That only we
Can hear

Let’s celebrate us
Until
It is time to change
Companion

Please
Dance with me
Just one
Slow
Waltz

© Noora (2012)

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Under My Skin

Nearly two months on WordPress. I am deeply touched by your love and encouragement. Thank you (145 times).

This is my first poem on WP – for no specific reason. I just wanted to test how “re-blogging” works.  I also slightly edited the original.

I have two really important deadlines approaching, but I’ll try to get something new posted soon. I’m not going anywhere, and I will definitely enjoy your work during my writing and editing breaks.

Hope you all have a wonderful, inspiring week. Happy writing!!


There is
An unforgettable story
Resting
Under my skin
Waiting
To be told

A poetic masterpiece
We outlined
While our lips
Melted together
In a sensuous surrender

Powerfully devouring
We became one
Strong
In heart, body and soul

Your smile
Found a home
On my lips
The infinity
Of your eyes
Stole my breath

As we traveled
To the heights
We had never
Experienced before

There is
A devastating story
Hidden
Within my heart
Longing
To be released

A fairytale
We dreamt and lived
On a journey
To a destination
Where we never arrived
Together

© Noora (2012)

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The Absence


In your absence
I am nothing
But the melancholy
Of unspoken words

Voiceless
Like a forgotten song
Your heart
Used to sing
With a poetic tone

Until
The precious shades
Of our dawn
Unexpectedly
Turned into the sunset
Of our love
And you vanished
Into the silence

Where I am nothing
But a distant heartbeat
Or even a fading echo
Anymore

Nothing
But the melancholy
Of unspoken words
In your absence

© Noora (2012)

Photograph: Teija

La Solitudine

A deserted beach
Footprints
Only in my heart

Deep divine sea
Crystal blue sky
Complemented
By the hopeful beams
Of the maternal sun

The careless wind blows
Bittersweet memories
Unlived dreams
From the times
When I was
Your long-awaited
Once in a lifetime

Tomorrow

An unknown destination
On the horizon
Veiled by the tender mist
Of my past

Eyes closed
Breath held
I imagine

The sound
Of your
Returning footsteps

Time
After
Time

In solitude

© Noora (2012)

Dance with Me

Dance with Me
(just one slow waltz)

My love,
Take my shaking hand
And dance with me
For good times’ sake

Wrap your arms
Around my quivering body
And glide with me
In a sensual rhythm

Allow your heart sing
One last serenade
With mine

Taste a final poem
From my lips
And let me breathe you in
Once more

Let’s close
This unfinished chapter
With whispers
That only we
Can hear

Let’s celebrate us
Until
It is time to change
Companion

Please
Dance with me
Just one
Slow
Waltz

© Noora (2012)

Under My Skin


There is
An unforgettable story
Resting
Under my skin
Waiting
To be told

A poetic masterpiece
We outlined
While our lips
Melted together
In a sensuous surrender

Powerfully devouring
We became one
Strong
In heart, body and soul

Your smile
Found a home
On my lips
The infinity
Of your eyes
Stole my breath

As we traveled
To the heights
We had never
Experienced before

There is
A devastating story
Hidden
Within my heart
Longing
To be released

A fairytale
We dreamt and lived
On a journey
To a destination
Where we never arrived
Together

© Noora (2012)