NASSIRA NEZZAR

NASSIRA NEZZAR

BLANK PAGES WERE AWAITENING ME

on my desk..

I picked up my pen

Staring at them gently

I tried to hug my wondered thoughts carefully

A deep breath was taken

A part of stress was thrown

A wall of hesitation was broken

But what’s the hell!!!

What’s the hell!!

A motion was built up inside of me

And I couldn’t recognize the feeling accompanying me

Joy or sadness!!...tranquility or rebellion!!

Loneliness or congestion!!

I stood up in front of the mirror

Pondering what’s the error !!..

The clock ...

The clock attracted my attention

With its tic-toc...tic toc ..

The rain was falling on the window’s glass

Drop by drop...

the midnight shined on the clock and on my heart ..

But ...The fear of the world

the hesitation of words..

had trembled me again

I thought of a break ...but I didn’t take

So I  came back to my desk again

Staring at the blank pages

asking myself:

Am I the emptiness of hearts?

Am I the contradiction of world?

Am I the heaviness of earth?

A thought with a joyful smile took off all the wonder

And hugged my mind...Saying ..

I’m your  new story...

Are you ready to get  rid of  bad memories

And  hard circumstances..

Come on … Don’t hesitate …

Throw your pains behind you

As you need me to fill your emptiness...

I need you to take from my fullness

the love, the success, and the happiness ....

I’m like the earth ..

I carry the world on my shoulders

I always wait that human being irrigates me with love

Not blood

I would like to see the faces happy not sad

But ....what  should I say ?!!!

I’m your today...

Hug me tight without care

of what  was diminished in yesterday

or what will appear in tomorrow.

I STARED AT THE HORIZON ..

Few  scenes were clear while others were frozen..

I stared at the rays coming out from the desire of sun

I hold them tight and together we had great fun..

I stared at the white papers ..at the the flow of the ink

The shadow of my  words was black ,grey and pink ..

I stared at the passion of moon and the patience of stars

I admired how they were laying on the  darkness of night ..

They were enlightening all the sides with fraternity and love

Not with violence, racism or fight ...

I’M WALKING ON THE COLD BRIDGE OF TIME

Holding the heat of your love

And a spontaneous smiles stolen

from the the virginity of dawn ..

I’m walking on the bold bridge of missing

Holding patience of words and rebellion of feeling

I’m walking on the blessed bridge of spirituality

Holding the depth of faith and  the belief of God’s eternity

I’m walking and in my heart many emotions are running

to kiss the breeze of morning and hug the whispers of evening

I’m walking on the peaceful bridge of silence

Holding the war of love and the peaceful existence

I’m walking and all my paths are leading me to you

I’m walking and my life has no meaning without you

NASSIRA NEZZAR

NASSIRA NEZZAR is an Algeria writer. She taught English language at  university for 8 years and taught at a national institute also.She has a diploma in tourism (superior technician) ...She adore discovering new cultures and new languages ...She has one book published entitled/ Familiar strangers (collaboration work with the American author Rob McBride) ...She has collaborative works (poems ) with the American author John E Wordslinger.. Nassira Nezzar also has many participations in different international anthologies( The Other Side Of  The Screen, Love is like air, Women beyong and within the shore, Verses on racism, resistance and refugee crisis and an other anthology Metaphor of modernity . You could find her writings on the following website: www.wordsocean.wordpress.com