Friday, October 31, 2014

An Alien

An alien
Spirit of desire
Sentenced to instability
Shaken awake from sweet dreams
In a place of lies
Cries for her patience
But steps on her pride
She barely saves face
Scrambling for proper needle and thread
To mend her heart again
An alien
In a foreign place
She is desired
But not wanted
She is cared for
But not loved
Her eyes are not the same
They see things that are not there
Jumping over holes of necessity
Into fantasy
With no foundation
Beneath her feet
Not even a book on the shelf
But crushed behind it
Left to collect dust of neglect
Everyone sees her
But she is hidden treasure
Shining gold left to waste away
Horded in a vault
of insensitivity
Destined to leave the earth
Someday
Being the only one to know her worth
For to all others
She is

An alien
by Nadira Norjahan

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Beautiful Experience

When I saw him
And I loved him
Didn’t know
But I did
He saw me
And he loved me
He didn’t know it
But he did
And our souls
Found each other
In the midst of
A storm
He found my rain
I felt his thunder
And love
Helped ease the pain

Just as the picture
Looked so blue
Oh, love
Then came you
I keep on writing
All about it
I just hope your love
Is true
I don’t know
About forever
But I do know
This one thing
I’m so happy
With this feeling
I hope you will always be
Loving me

The look in his eyes
Makes me feel
So good
So good inside
I am a star
All by myself
But together
We can fly! We shine so bright!
And I don’t mind
Writing line after line
of this feeling
of this time
I just hope
That now and always
This precious love
Will be mine
I saw him
And I loved him
Didn’t know
But I did
He saw me
And he loved me
He didn’t know it
But he did
And our souls
Found each other
Restoring distant dreams
What a beautiful
Beautiful experience
Me loving him
Him loving me
What a beautiful
Beautiful experience
Me loving him
Him loving me
What a beautiful
Beautiful experience
Me loving him

Him loving me
by Nadira Norjahan

Other Side of the Window

OTHER SIDE OF THE WINDOW
Sometimes the wind blows me
At times it hurts me
At times it makes me free
Like a kite I want to fly
Like a prisoner, I want to be released
Instead I am tossed to and fro
Ever tried to pass through a closed window?
Foolish little birdie
Trapped on the inside where it is warm
But wanted to get in so bad
Now that you are in
You have found yourself foolishly
trapped behind the glass


by Nadira Norjahan

The Song in Our Eyes

THE SONG IN OUR EYES
We spoke
Your voice sang to me
I did not realize the thrill
was the thing I feared
Love on its way
without having met
Kismet
I took flight
To separate myself from some energy
Neither of us understood
But on that day
When our eyes finally met
There was a song that played
It was familiar
I did not realize then that you had me
Sparked me
Ignited me
Burned me
So you pursued me
Kismet
You were starving
Your body was hungry
You didn’t know the feast you would have
For where you thought a taste would satisfy
You realized
You tasted the essence of QUEEN
Your desire, your destiny
Your dream
Oh, how it frightened you
Oh, how it terrified me
I fell
I unwittingly casted a spell
Now we are both under
Breathing each other
Inside our broken hearts
Healing

By Nadira Norjahan

This Little Pen of Mine

This little pen of mine
I’m gonna let it shine!
This little pen of mine
I’m gonna let it shine!
This little pen of mine
I’m gonna let it shine!
Let is write!
So I can shine!

Let it shine!!!

by Nadira Norjahan

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

SUN SHINING AND SMILING

SUN SHINING AND SMILING
I walk around like the sun is always on my face
But the truth is, I’m waiting for something
And it hurts to wait
I smile through the pain of uncertainty
Work diligently for security
That may not be for me
I hug the whole world with generous love
And sleep alone at night, sometimes fighting tears
I long for yesterday to have done it differently
Yet, I thank God that I leave the past behind me
I find so much joy in pleasing others
That sometimes I leave me behind
Just hoping to make the right decisions
Free myself from shackles that bind
I hope for someone to love me
I hope for restoration of family
I hope for stability
I hope for longevity
In the middle of the road
Lies a whole lot of hope for me
Keeping my stride
I don’t know what the steady pace should be
So when you see me walking in the sun smiling

Would you still Pray For Me?
by Nadira Norjahan

ALL THAT I SEE IN ME

ALL THAT I SEE IN ME
I wanna write lines
But I swear I be writin lies
I tell myself
While walking
In my sleep
Carrying on
Through my day
Holding me
One day
It will be seen
All that I see
In me!
by Nadira Norjahan

MOTHER MAYA (RIP MAYA ANGELOU 2014)

Mother Maya
My heart is down below
I know your time has come
No less minimized
the flood from my eyes
We lost a dear mother
A poet like no other
Who taught us to be women
Appreciate what we were given
Caused our hearts to RISE
And to capture life's prize
Related to the shackled bird
Redeemed within her written word
Taught this bird to get her freedom
And enrich her life with wisdom
What a legacy she has left behind
In both your life and mine
This is my tribute to you
Mother
Maya Angelou!
In Reverend Dedication to our dear poetic Mother. What a sad day. We have lost a dear treasure!

MY BROWN SKIN I'M IN


MY BROWN SKIN
I am so in love with my
BROWN SKIN
For sure!...
I wish I could be BROWNER
Even BLACKER!
Silky like the midnight sky
Causing stars to shimmer
I am so in love with my
BROWN SKIN
And I run out to the sun
So that I can get BROWNER
Like the sugar I put into my tea
Like the molasses that sweetens more than anything
When I was a girl
My beauty was underappreciated
Now, he can't take his eyes
off of his MOHAGANY prize
I love my EBONY features
That rhyme with my BROWN skin
And I don’t knock those who are lighter
It’s just that I am so satisfied

With the BROWN skin I’M IN!
by Nadira Norjahan

Other Side of the Window

OTHER SIDE OF THE WINDOW
Sometimes the wind blows me
At times it hurts me
At times it makes me free
Like a kite I want to fly
Like a prisoner, I want to be released
Instead I am tossed to and fro
Ever tried to pass through a closed window?
Foolish little birdie
Trapped on the inside where it is warm
But wanted to get in so bad
Now that you are in
You have found yourself foolishly
trapped behind the glass

by Nadira Norjahan

Blessings Anyway Bro

BLESSINGS ANYWAY BRO
I wonder if you know how ridiculous it was
For you to put your nose in the air
Greeted by your nostrils and your high-post glare
Brotha, your so-called status don’t make you a King
It don’t set you nowhere up high above me
And at first I took offense to this
Because I showed you love
And received an undeserved diss
But one thing that I know for sure
There is something to be said about success and doors
I hope that you get grounded pretty soon
Before that door of upper echelon closes on you
Because talent and prosperity is provided to us by grace

And what is given can surely be taken away
by Nadira Norjahan

THE SONG IN OUR EYES

THE SONG IN OUR EYES
We spoke
Your voice sang to me
I did not realize the thrill
was the thing I feared
Love on its way
without having met
Kismet
I took flight
To separate myself from some energy
Neither of us understood
But on that day
When our eyes finally met
There was a song that played
It was familiar
I did not realize then that you had me
Sparked me
Ignited me
Burned me
So you pursued me
Kismet
You were starving
Your body was hungry
You didn’t know the feast you would have
For where you thought a taste would satisfy
You realized
You tasted the essence of QUEEN
Your desire, your destiny
Your dream
Oh, how it frightened you
Oh, how it terrified me
I fell
I unwittingly casted a spell
Now we are both under
Breathing each other
Inside our broken hearts
Healing

By Nadira Norjahan

CHOCOLATE LOVE LETTER

CHOCOLATE LOVE LETTER
It doesn’t matter how far we run
No matter how much we claim uncertainty
Nor how much we fear this energy
It is far more than chemistry
Your Chocolate
Belongs with my Honey
We knew so the first time our eyes met
We were never doomed, but destined
Kismet and Eurythmic
You wanted me and pursued
I cursed you and fell
Then you fell
Into me
Rocking me like a boat on shocking seas
Across seven we have held our breath
But last night, we had to breathe
We swam with our passages wide open
Inhaling each other
Drowning in happiness
Speaking words of life and healing
Standing in reality, no longer dreaming
Because to be together within
Is so much more healing to our hearts
Than to be without
We gave and received
It was not sin
The heat was the flame
Belonging not to you
Belonging not to me
But belonging to US
Risking all to touch heaven
Sitting at the table
Eating our joy with both hands
And no formal setting
Because this does not need to make sense
If it did
It wouldn’t be magic
No one can be expected to understand
What this thing is that we hold in our hands
Because it is not to be understood
It is pieces of broken hearts
Retrieved from the fire
And kindled with a proper flame
And if I am ever thrown into the fire again
Let me be completely consumed
Within the flame of your love song!

By Nadira Norjahan

BLACK WOMAN I AM

Chiffon and lace
Satin chemise
Pearls in the middle
Roses all about
Sweet brown sugar
Honey and Chocolate
Red and Purple
Sand and Soil
Gentle breeze
Shocking wind
Pink petals
Green EARTH
Elevated melody
Perfect Rhyme

BLACK WOMAN
I AM!

Diamond in the Rough

Diamond in the Rough

Again my heart has met its rough place
The stumble where my mind did not protect it
Where I must manipulate the mind
to keep the heart from running cold
And convince it that there will be a chance to love again
To keep the hope alive that someone somewhere
Will value the soul and spirit of a woman
Adored by many but kept by none
I am to be valued higher than jewels
But I keep finding myself beneath the dirt
Thinking I have been discovered by one
Who touches me like I'm precious
Yet only to play and toss me back
to holding myself at night
Loneliness remains a band that is just too tight
How do I continue to be disregarded?
I am to be valued as a walking and breathing
Diamond in the rough
But eventually, with the precise amount of pressure

Even the strength of a diamond can be crushed

Seeing Me Through

SEEING ME THROUGH
The morning opens and I think of you
I think of how much I love your arms
Strong arms that melt away my pain
Calming my world
Fixing my frustrations
Reciprocating my love
Throughout the day
Thoughts of your glorious hugs
Accompanied by sweet kisses
Tender caresses
And loving stares
Deep into my soul
My morning thoughts of you

Help to get me through

The Good Word

THE GOOD WORD
I don’t regret
One moment
But to say
That I’m not hopeful
Would be such an awful lie
I’m remembering
I’m smiling
Not scared
Not resentful
Randomly laughing
Dreaming
Praying for you
Wide open
Because once in a lifetime
Love touches you
I mean the real magical stuff
Then you either have it
Or you don’t
It just has to be wholly true
Belonging to the hearts of two
I only wonder
Does that magic ever truly happen
One sided?
I’m leaning on the side of no for that
Because magic was in every part of us
So it will be
Always

That’s the good word

Sunday, May 18, 2014

I WRITE


I write

Love

Fallin in and out

I write

Joy and Pain

Both can make you shout

I write hate

So you don’t feel that energy

I write

Tears

That I don’t want you to see

I write Fear cuz sometimes

Only in the PEN I trust

I write because as a poet I MUST

I write

Secrets that I choose not to keep

I write

The words I’m sometimes afraid to speak

I write

The thoughts of the moment

that would shatter you like glass

But sometimes I throw those same lines in the trash

Sometimes I write many words

Other times few

Sometimes I write lustful, freaky things

If you only knew

I write

Resentment of that foul shit you said

I write

Remorse for that foul shit I did

I write

Passion for things that are good and bad for me

I write

All kinds of shit just to keep my sanity

I write

Anger cuz of that foul shit YOU - did

I write

Laughter just to get me over it

I write fairy tales

From a little girl’s mind

I write lines of music

To sing in time

 LA-LA-LA-LA-LA
 
I write on napkins with eyeliner

When I’m on the run

and I gotta

Get the line out of my head

Cuz the magic could be lost

if I forget

Get home and transfer

Keep the concept and reword

Line it up in poetry

Or frame it up in the songs I sing

Sometimes I just write

When there’s nothing else to do

Sometimes I write

So that I can sing MY OWN blues

I write sometimes

Like an artist possessed

To tell the truth

I think that’s when my art is at its best

Sometimes I write circles

But you see squares

Sometimes I explain it to you

Sometimes I don’t care

I write all about my life

Cuz it may relate to yours

I write to physically purge

Lines from my soul

Sometimes I write lines

Said to be beautiful and bold

But I just write my heart out

so my story can be told.

FIRST FLUTTERINGS


I recall first flutterings

Of your life inside

My womb

I recall that feeling

I just cannot describe

There is a blessing there

Electric pulses that traveled

Through my fertilized ovum

Energy spewed forth by God

To make one who will be none like another

All that he created and placed there

In my womb

Was magic

And I felt it

In those first flutterings

And as you grew there inside of me

We began to connect forever

To bond

As I sang to you

As you stretched my belly with your growth

I would lie on my back

And watch movements of this beautiful

Wonderful and miraculous thing

Of which I am blessed by God

ME YOU SICK



Music

Me-You-Sick

You are so sweet to my soul

You find me when I have been left behind

My lover that fulfills me to climax

Every time

All burdens released in my blues

All love pure and deceitful

In my R&B tunes

Revolution and ego in my hip-hop

Never to be rationalized

Often abused

We evolve

I jump with you into the deep end

Of loneliness and pain that belongs to us only

You are my eternal lover

Dancing within my essence

Sending me to fantasy

That only we share

We are alone

We make love soft and long

Hard and strong

Till I sweat

My sweet, sweet me-you-sick

You hurt me with your melody

I leave you

you draw me to return

I am your love slave

Enslaved and delivered

I commit crimes and deliver blessings

A glorious ménage triose 

Your melody, poetry and me

I cut them who hate me and hear them bleed

I bless those who are in need

You are God, you are the devil

So pure, so evil

You reveal my weakness

till I am exposed and vulnerable

You are my poison and antidote

You charge me with truth

Filling my ears with lies

I love you!

I hate you!

Endless stories you tell

Sealed forever in your song

My sweet jazz of complication

Broken and restored

Take me on a holiday

For I have found a place of sorrow

Lose me in your grace

Evoke dreams of happy colors

Take me away

You are so sweet, so very sweet to my soul

Return my existence to the light

For my heart is void

My lover

Me-you-sick

So sweet to my soul!

 

 

I'M JUST A POET


I’m Just a Poet

I’m just a poet

Full of things to say

Sometimes I rhyme

Sometimes I have no reason

Just passing time away

Because I’m just a poet

Full of things to say

Forming my vocabulary

Artistically upon the page

Sometimes I will make no sense to you

Other times you will get me right on

You may laugh or cry

Reading what I put down

Because I’m just a poet

Full of things to say

Crafting words specifically

In my own crafty way

Dreams and fantasy

Or reality and truth

It’s a piece of me

That I offer to you

Because I am just a poet

Full of words so fancy

And writing poetry

is my sweetest therapy!

GROWN WOMAN INSIDE OUT REFLECTION


GROWN WOMAN

INSIDE OUT REFLECTION

 

I am in grown woman inside out reflection

Looking inside out

Searching for the best woman in me

Sweeping away regret with building blocks of peace

On a foundation of God

And his blueprint of who, what and why I am to be

Daily battling my own mind when it seeks to eat my sanity

And going to war against principalities

Intent on devouring my very being with doubt and hate

I am in grown woman inside out reflection

And just as I carefully choose my hairstyles and clothes

I am working on the inside me

I fell from two damaged trees

Who spewed hatred on me for simply being

And I hated me on the outside and my insides hurt

I knew not the innocence

That was stolen from me

I was a balloon filled up with wanting

Until I was pierced by the mending needle of my blues

So I sing away loneliness and pain

And my testimony is joy like rain

And the virus of darkness that bloated my sorrows

Are now bubbles of therapy

So now I can finally see the possibilities of under water breathing

No longer drowning

I have begun to heal

I will suffer the growing pains

The scabs will begin to peel

And as they fall away

I am renewed

And I can love you because I can love me!

With my words

With my song

Because it heals ME to love

Because GOD is LOVE!

And HE is inside of me!

Saturday, May 3, 2014

SMH...

SMH...

Smh
Texting me that you miss me
When you gave me away
Hoping I'm lonely enough to come your way
But I am way over being insane
You can't love me and invite me to pain
I may not have someone
I can call my own
But rather than be with you
I'd rather be alone
You are not the first
To try and return
After hurting the Queen
You had warning
You didn't learn.
Now my love is free
For another to earn
Guess you gotta be Usher
And let it burn.

by Nadira Norjahan

Monday, March 17, 2014

THE VINE & THE WEED


THE VINE & THE WEED

Choose, dear flower

Shall it be the VINE

In which you intertwine?

Or the WEED

Upon your root to feed?

The arms of the VINE

Follow your path

Press upon your stem

In its passing through

Takes over all of your color

All of your vibrance

Along your destined road

Leaving you lonely

Threatening to strangle your stem

Take your life with him

The intentions of the WEED

Are to sap upon your need

For sustenance of comfort

Springing up at once

Inviting you in

Chewing your color

Till none is left

And there is only life left

In his next victim

Alone, you precious flower

You are so vulnerable

So unprotected

Should have held your thorns

For your defenses

Now all that is you

Is stuck between

The strangling VINE

And the chewing WEED


by Nadira Norjahan

Thursday, February 27, 2014

LET THE BIRD SING!

LET THE BIRD SING!

Oh, you chirping little bird!
You used to get on my nerves!
All early in the morning
with your joyous tweeting and singing
but your song is so welcome to me now
so sing it however loud
because I know the song you sing
Is the herald's song of SPRING!

by Nadira Norjahan

Monday, February 17, 2014

ART'S RESTORATION by Nadira Norjahan

ART’S RESTORATION

I must partially consume
What the world serves on the plate
What is less than fruits and veggies
I must regurgitate
Awareness is heightened
They want to censor me
If I let them do that
I will no longer be Queen...
I shall not be a lamb
I shall not be the martyr
I shall not be easily led
To the wilderness, slaughtered
Some will accept me
Some will probably hate me
One thing they won’t do
Is take my life from me
It is not owned by any
My short time is plenty
I will continue to write
The lyrics that are heavy
I will continue to LOVE
No matter how I’m debated
I will continue to fly
Tell em all GOD sent me!
I am a goddess
The Master’s Princess
They always doubt
The fact that I’m blessed
They want to taste me
Because my soul is sweet
They will doubt I am flying
While down by my feet
I’m not a bitch
Nor a hoe
Not a chicken head fool
How can the Queen be a dog
A dummy or garden tool
Years behind me
I lived in total darkness
Now I eat knowledge
Snack wisdom
In forward progress
I am called into purpose
The new path I tread
So when God calls me to lead
I must prepare to be led
Cloaked in humility
I hope I will be
An artist, a vessel
To restore LOVE & PEACE!
One Love!

by Nadira Norjahan