Nadia Poems - Poems about Nadia

Watercolor Cat, Watercolor Cat, You are the most wonderful Watercolor Cat I have ever could dream about, And I wonder, my friend Watercolor Cat, and admire you perplexed and mesmerized, Tell me, how you know and how you do that you stand up straight and mastered this dignifying posture, Like a masterpiece, And these yellow eyes, like sunflowers, while sitting...

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My daughter Nadia loves to give hugs to her dad Like when her dog died and the cat run off with her doll One night in Winter storm she came running too afraid to cry The howling and shrieking of the gale force wind and the lightening They had taken away her resolve but never her hugs My daughter Nadia loves to give hugs even at times like these...

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Songstress by Michael R. Burch for Nadia Anjuman Within its starkwhite ribcage, how the heart must flutter wildly, O, and always sing against the pressing darkness: all it knows until at last it feels the numbing sting of death. Then life's brief vision swiftly passes, imposing night on one who clearly saw. Death held your bright heart tightly, till its maw? envenomed, fanged?could...

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what I need is a good friend.. like a companion... one to see my tears behind my smile.. one to understand my pain in my words.. one look for me when I am not seen... one to listen to me when I freely talking.... a shoulder to lean on when I am slipping... one to give attention to my every single...

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I am still here.. thinking about you… I didn’t move on.. I am waiting for you… i do not want to move on.. and truly i do not know how.. I may be invisible.. but I am thinking of you… I have sent many voice messages… To the number that’s not even working anymore… I am still in love...

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I accept your kind request.. To let you be alone… For you to have space and time to grow …. I too don’t have any grudges holding toward you.. Not even in my thoughts I will harm you… I simply letting you go as you asked me to do so… even if that is not what I really...

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My happiness is your true smile.. My tear is your sadness.. My ache is your pain.. My fear is you disappointment.. You are my everything.. Big and small…everything said and untold.. The more you push me away... the more I fall in love with you… I wish I can only meet you for the last time… To look in...

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I wish for a second chance... to be with you again and share our lives together.. I promise you.. I will listen to you without saying a word… I will understand you without misunderstanding… I will help you to trust me slowly and will show you the way.. I will keep my profession apart and will live my normal...

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I never wanted to change you...I loved the way you are.... With all what you are. ..I simply loved you... I understood you...Not only with your talking words.. But when you said nothing at all...I tried to take your tears to cry.. And give you a true happy smile .. I enjoyed are arguments..Songs we sang as singers.. I enjoyed...

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I could tell you, Pip, that when you were born, I loved you like I was loved by grandpa Orne. I could tell you that there was nothing more perfect, Than your little feet, and your tiny toes, and that might depict That Pip, I could tell you I loved you if Nadia hadn't died; I could tell you I...

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Oh Nadia, How art thou fallen The one time star angel, now sullen You were covered, oh Nadia, A darling to many, oh dear Glories and honors covered thee, So coveted, of many a degree Before art thou fallen oh Nadia Before art thou this sullen oh dear Your glories many celebrated And your honors many narrated But how now...

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I would like to thank you for your visit. I have removed these poems for a distant future book publication. I believe we poets, can make a difference in this world. We live in the 21st century, we have tools( technology), we have our past, and imagination. We just don't have the courage, because I guess most are afraid to...

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For you, it was day one. You came to the city, to follow a lead. From the Land of Pharoahs, to help those in need. The light blue flag, flown to protect. Ripped and tattered, like and old rag, without respect. July 20th, was the day. At 2:14, the world came down. Dark and still, like the night. We found you where you lay. Stone by stone, the tomb...

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