Exceptional Woman

Exceptional Woman

Why, in order to have what pleases

Would an Exceptional Woman sacrifice

Self-Respect

DIGNITY?

What she is worth!

Exceptional Woman

Built from the stones thrown her way

Fortified with the mortar of experiences

That make her worth it all

She

Will elevate

She

Will give until there is not much left for her

Exceptional Woman

Is so selfless

That she will hold her head high

While down trodden

Bathe in sweet smells

Apply balm to her skin

Make up her face to hide

Daily pain

Exceptional Woman

Will share her life

Move heaven to feed your earth

Will harvest the field she plants

For love

She

Will even close her eyes

To her self-respect

Her pride

Tucking ego away for the sake

Of love

For a time

But she will not sacrifice her entirety

Lest she fade away into less than

The Whore of Babylon

She

Is

Way too

Exceptional a woman for that

Even if she is not found exceptional by you

Time runs its course

She awakens to find within herself

The Exceptional Woman

Worth it all

Yes. She is worth it all!

She nourishes you with pure water from her cup

You drink as you please

Refill what you drink

Or be honorable and pass the cup!

By Nadira Norjahan

NATIONAL POETRY MONTH-Poem 2 "Do it to me again"

Do it to me again

Like you did the first day

Do it to me again

Take my breath away!

by Nadira Norjahan

NATIONAL POETRY MONTH 2015-Poem 1 "Let Not Time"

Let not time

Separate the joy

Of the moment

When chemistry caught us

Let not time

Disconnect the energy that binds us

Let not time

Cause our hearts to drift

Let not time

Cause us to close our eyes to

Beautiful You, Beautiful Me

Because TIME

Is not a promise

It is a precious gift

That lasts forever

In the song’s replay!

 by Nadira Norjahan

U GET ME HIGH!

In your arms

All of my stress

And my weariness

Falls away

And you kiss me

Causing me to breathe

Sugar

And I feel like I am flying

So high!

-'Dira

WONDERFUL YOU AND ME

I am so drawn to you

I can’t get enough of your presence

Your smile melts me

Your voice soothes me

Your spirit fills me

Your hands warm me

Your charm enchants me

Your humility impresses me

Your talents amaze me

Your touch intoxicates me

Your love empowers me

Your laughter cheers me

You are such a wonderful you

That fits wonderful me so wonderfully! 

by Nadira Norjahan

Good Girl

Sometimes

I don’t wanna be

What people

expect me to be

Sometimes

I just wanna break free

And just be

Who I want to be

In the moment

Sometimes I wanna be soul

The next, I wanna be rock and roll

Or sing me a ballad

To soothe

Just me

And just please

Me

Just me

Sometimes

I don’t wanna say

What people

Expect me to say

I wanna tell them to go away

Sometimes

I just wanna say

Every harsh word that comes to mind

Because they deserve it all

Sometimes

People make you

Wanna go there

Because it seems they don’t care

Sometimes

People push you

And hurt you

On purpose

But I

Choose to be kind

I choose to love

I choose to think of others first

Even when it hurts

But deep inside

if I’m honest

Sometimes I

Don’t feel like being

a good girl

Sometimes

I don’t want to get up

When the alarm goes off

I wanna say ef’ it and bury myself

Under the covers

For a few more hours

Get there when I’m ready

Sometimes

I wanna get in my car

with no one along

just me and my dog

and drive

till I run out of gas

but these thoughts don’t last

Always thinking of who I leave behind

Even when they forget me

Cuz I

Choose to be kind

I choose to love

I choose to think of others first

Even when it hurts

But deep inside

if I’m honest

with you and me

Sometimes I

Don’t feel like being

a good girl

It’s never really hard

For me to just be me

Although I am judged

And people criticize me

They go about their business

Sometimes I reach

They don’t reach back

But at the end of the day

They ain’t payin my way

So why should I care anyway

But I

Choose to be kind

I choose to love

I choose to think of others first

Even when it hurts

But deep inside

if I’m honest

Sometimes I

Don’t feel like being

a good girl

Bless Her

BLESS HER

Swimming through a sea of salt and sugar
She is preserved
With clipped wings
And sprinkles of mercy
She flies low through the trenches
She flies high enough to see
There is no true substance in the clouds
On her knees she seeks forgiveness
On her toes she reaches for bits of scattered dreams
Ancestors hum experience through her core
Her heart is a war drum
Her blood runs hot through her veins
Like a pure boiling spring that threatens to erupt
Her lips wish to speak
but spares you the lash with silence
Deep rooted anger she hides
For the sake of all
She has scars that you see
And pain that you don’t
She is heroic
yet seeks no honor
Her hair sometimes unkempt
Yet her hands often polish
Her face bears streaks of black from eye to cheek
When she is alone
The corners of her eyes mock the crow as the center twinkles
When she adores
She dances when no one is watching
She sings when no one is listening
She teaches never to doubt
Yet her spirit worries daily
She makes a dollar out of fifteen cents
And wears the clearance rack well
Celebrating all
She goes unnoticed
Cursing out loud
She blesses you in silence
Her body is broken
Yet her spirit is elastic
Slapped with judgments
She turns the other cheek
Still strutting her stuff!
She is strong
She is weak
She is the strangest element
That breaks
Bends
Tears
Mends!
Pieced together
She is fierce
She is LIFE!
She is your Sister, Daughter, Auntie, your Lover
Your Friend, often part-time Daddy, your Mother
She is WOMAN!
Bless her.