Invitation

It’s reblog Sunday, right? I’m hoping to post a new poem next week. Now I’m off to enjoy your poems and other posts! P.S. Please, click on “view original” – thank you!!! 🙂

Echoes and Reflections

Come
Walk with me
Where wildflowers bloom

Lie beside me
Beneath the irresistible sky
Point out
The constellations
You wish to fly to
I will take you there

The star chart is printed
On your skin
I will trace
My fingertips
Intimately
Across the beauty
I read like braille

Pausing

At the loveliest places
In order to forget
The world
But never you

Love,
Until the wildflowers
Begin to wither
In summer’s farewell

Come
Walk with me
Where all our journeys end

© Noora

Photo credits: © Theophilos Papadopoulos
Original location

What an amazing shot from Aptera, Crete. Please check out the photographer’s gallery for some other stunning shots.

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It’s been a while…

PREDAWN

A haunting melody
Like a siren’s song
Tempts me to dive
Into sensual waters

Serendipitous eyes whisper:
Wordless promises
Delicate intentions
Unfulfilled longings

Yet I see nothing
But a fading sunset

Bittersweet predawn

© Noora (?/2013)

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PRAYER

When the dawn
Begins to play
The first chords
Of an acoustic prelude
And a nocturnal veil
Of the smiling stars
Slowly uncovers you
I hope that
The gentle messenger
Unveils your day
With my prayers
Silently lingering
In its ancient
Rays of hope

© Noora (08/2014)

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STARLESS

If
I will undress
My heart and soul
Beneath
The tragically beautiful
Night canvas

Expose my secrets
Strip off my metaphors
Bare my sorrow
Reveal my desire

If
I promise
To pull you in
With the first line
And keep your attention
Until there is
Nothing left
But purple utopia

Will you
Cover me
With the dust
Of the stars
You stole
From my night sky

Will you?

© Noora (01/2014)

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COME BACK TO ME

Dear muse

Come to me
Like a raging fire
Take me back
To the place
Where there is no yesterday
Or tomorrow
Just an infinite bliss

Tangled sheets
Non-stop laughter
Eyes closed, lips seeing
Dripping with new verses
Poetry at its finest

Dear muse

The fiery breaths
Between your kisses
Inspire me endlessly
So, come to me
Let’s drift back
Into poetic madness

© Noora (01/2015)

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Hey, remember me? Just a few random and unedited musings for my first post of the year. It’s GREAT to be back! I’ve truly missed the WP community – a place filled with talented and inspiring writers of all kind.

2015: new chances, new disappointments, new achievements, new experiences, new memories – something new to write about. I wish you all an unforgettable and inspiring 2015. Chase your dreams and make them your reality.

And now I’m off to read some of your latest posts. It’s been way too long!! Please bear with me, it may take a few days to complete the task.

Duet

There you are
Bare
Like a virgin page
Waiting for
The flaming breath
Of my words
To tease you
Fill you
Define you
All that you are
Or could be
For me
With me

If you lend me
Your lips
If you let me taste
The unspoken magic
They withhold
If you let me savor
The sweetest essence
Of inspiration
Slowly
Soulfully
Until our verses
Intertwine
In a sensuous duet

I promise
You’ll see
A masterpiece
Mirrored
In my eyes

Your aftertaste
Intimately lingering
On my quivering lips
Craving an encore

© Noora (2014)

Truth

Three hundred
Sunsets later

My lips
Still feel
The absence
Of yours

My skin
Still quivers
From where your
Fevered fingertips
Wandered
When your scent
Mingled
With mine
And your eyes
Kindled
A perpetual fire

The distance
Still reminds me of
How I kissed
The gentle messenger
Until it unveiled
Your days
With my whispers
Silently lingering
In its rays

The stillness
Still remembers
A million minute journey
Filled with
The melody
Of your soul
When only a day
Without your voice
Felt like a lifetime
Without music

And with these
Hesitant and vulnerable
Yet truthful verses
I am

Yours

More than you
Could ever
Be mine again

Three hundred
Sunsets later

© Noora (03/2013)

It’s time to post one of yesteryear’s poems while focusing on the new material. I wrote this piece nearly a year ago. It was one of those moments when memories surround you without warning, and you have no other choice than write… in order to “free” yourself.

Hope you all have a beautiful weekend.
Happy writing!!
– Noora

Aina

If I had only one poem left to write

one memorable scene
one life-altering moment
one indescribable phenomenon
one special feeling

one unforgettable touch
one memory to immortalize
one melody to recall
one word to whisper

A journey filled with the heart’s indefinable yearning – completed.
The mystery of faded sunsets, the beauty of tomorrow’s dawn – defined
in your beaming eyes – inviting me to dance – in them
Fearlessly – I surrender.

The mist of your breath lingers on my neck, kisses –like tiny tornadoes – still caress my skin
from miles away; I read aloud – your favorite poem – the one that always lulls you to safe slumber.
Half-asleep you murmur our cherished phrases – in my language – and I whisper back:

“Aina”.

© Noora

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This is not a new poem. I was just going through some of my older writings and decided that there’s absolutely no reason NOT to share them. As much as I enjoy “the now” and anticipate tomorrow; I am very thankful for yesterday. That’s all.

Edited: oh no, the first two lines in last verse were too long for this layout. I have to see if there’s anything I could do about it. The last verse doesn’t look good.

Update: Looks like it’s only messed up on the front page. If you click the title – it appears as it should. 🙂

Euphoria

Nestled
In a deep
Smiling silence

Revitalized
Like nature
After a long
Winter’s rest

Breathless whispers
Wandering hands
Sleepy kisses
Devouring eyes
Speak of love
Better than
The finest poetry

The blushing sun
Peeks over the horizon
As we break
The dawn’s silence
With moans and sighs
Of pure euphoria

Intertwined
In a hungry embrace
On our first morning

© Noora

Invitation

Come
Walk with me
Where wildflowers bloom

Lie beside me
Beneath the irresistible sky
Point out
The constellations
You wish to fly to
I will take you there

The star chart is printed
On your skin
I will trace
My fingertips
Intimately
Across the beauty
I read like braille

Pausing

At the loveliest places
In order to forget
The world
But never you

Love,
Until the wildflowers
Begin to wither
In summer’s farewell

Come
Walk with me
Where all our journeys end

© Noora

Photo credits: © Theophilos Papadopoulos
Original location

What an amazing shot from Aptera, Crete. Please check out the photographer’s gallery for some other stunning shots.

Poet’s Eyes

Hands in paint
Fingertips aching
Dripping
With artistic desire
To paint
The indescribable

As I embrace
Your nakedness
Physical and emotional
With my poet’s eyes

Rationality abandoned
Senses awakened
I surrender to the unknown
For my heart is my guide
And love is my gravity

Hands in paint
Fingertips aching
Dripping
With ardor and fervor

I watch you
Come alive
Through my poet’s eyes

© Noora (2013)

Poetry in the Air

The moon is absent tonight
Only love illuminates the room
As you finally rest in my embrace
Far away in a dreamland
Yet in my deepest reality

Your slumbering hills
And inviting valleys
My promised land
Waiting to be explored

Anticipated scenery
Much more beautiful
Than any of those dreamy dawns
My yearning heart painted
With poetic words and shades of purple
When we still dreamed of the sunrise
On separate sides of the ocean
That does not divide but unites
Our islands – in love

On this night of wonders
I lay my lips on yours
Just to capture your smile
So that I can carry it with me
To wherever the journey takes us

A peaceful rest drifts over me
And I surrender
Under the covers of something
Unconditional, eternal and safe

I have nothing to wish for anymore
There is poetry in the air tonight

© Noora (2011)