Nadia Jamil Poems

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You Are An Angel Nadia Jamil

You Are An Angel Nadia Jamil short poem

You are a stunning angel in a big bad world of doom-mongers. For all those that want much needed affection, you are always near You walk through hopelessness with your infectious smile While making all those around you, feel cheerful

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Consensual

Consensual short poem

You left behind touchstones when I was inventing another zero. Black and white, sobering transparency was reclaiming the mandate of dust. Barefoot lambs were clamouring for ethics in forbidden land. The sun shrinks the clouds to distribute equally, the landscape

The Red Button

The Red Button short poem

A human myself, I would push the red button. For having seen into man’s heart, Brimming with evil. Black, Rotten. Eliminating them now, Preventing perhaps. Unending sadness, Shielding the unborn. From humanity’s touch, Painted with madness. The red button, Gleaming

Sunday Afternoon

Sunday Afternoon short poem

I felt so cold, so lost I had everything since birth including sadness and frustration It was always there But I didn’t care I just shut myself away Day by day Dream by dream I had it my way But

The Love Which Could Never Be Mine

The Love Which Could Never Be Mine long poem

I write this poem for my life, My love Which can never be mine She walks in style and her smile is fine But I know she will never be mine I stand alone in the rain Everytime I feel

Poem To Jesus

Poem To Jesus short poem

How I long to see you face to face to look into your loving eyes to feel your warm embrace and take a pick in paradise… Oh, come and visit me I am waiting for you every day in person

Crush

Crush short poem

The dark circles may have been privy to your succumbence before an inorderly resonance.. you might have longed for his nights to brush your eye lids darker.. every morning was a story sketched in your eyes, every day were you

For The Marble Rocks I Sing

For The Marble Rocks I Sing ode

A Majestic stretch of marble lambasted the sky above, While the river Narmada revered and whirled flow below A sight so lovely beholding overpowers mind and soul For this mighty sandstone wonder many ages old Where Nature’s artisan carved lofty

When It’s Twilight

When Its Twilight short poem

Yet another sunset, light on darkness does verge When dreams and reality begin to merge figures turn into silhouettes, the world seems ethereal the most fervent dreams suddenly seem so real From depths of loneliness emerges hope With life’s ups

Diary

Diary short poem

He went under pile of words to tie the thread of understanding but was stoned to death. They put the piglets in liquid nitrogen for future generations to study. The point of departure had come. Navel-gazing was the best pastime

Midnight Friendship

Midnight Friendship short poem

You called me at midnight the other day And told me you can’t sleep I yelled at you for waking me up Hung up the phone Went back to bed And this time I couldn’t. So I called you back

Camouflage

Camouflage long poem

I want to run away, (she said) From the idea of ‘we’ From everything From you and me… This existence Or lack of it This endless tumult The burden of wish This rowing and rowing to a nether shore I

Step By Step

Step By Step short poem

In this life, sometimes we face, Steps we have to take, that brings disgrace. Those around you, will point and judge, But if those steps for you, are good, I say, do not budge. For what steps we take, that

Then It Is Love

Then It Is Love short poem

When the sky seems so near, the clouds seems to sing the song of your heart, The stars dancing in cycles, cycling all round you, When the wind seems to be playing your favorite guitar tune and its Waves smoothly

Your Story Should Be Told

Your Story Should Be Told prose poem

Each one of us has a story And one that should be shared Not one that’s strict and rigid Nor overly prepared But one that comes straight from the heart The journey you’ve been taking Of things you’ve done, the

Vulnerability

Vulnerability short poem

I stand naked At the window A rough wind Disarranges my hair Harsh sun rays Beat my bosom Into a merciless submission And I cringe at the touch Of your manipulative fingers My conscience Is like bad breath Reeking of

Ungrateful Bean

Ungrateful Bean short poem

I have a friend named Bean Who is so mean, Unwashed and unclean. It has to be me To help him, not he, He sucks me like bee. His pain is my pain, In mine he sees no gain, But

The Journey To The Sky

The Journey To The Sky ballad

I want to soar so high Just about to touch the sky And pretend I could just fly What’s growing indifference has made me And jealousy has greyed me So I cut my shackles loose And let my head into

To Be Young

To Be Young short poem

I can still remember, some of how it felt. The newness of things. Each day being a sunny day of newness. Exploration of what’s all around you. Exciting! I can still remember the thrill of it all. The thrill fades

Love Grows

Love Grows short poem

I saw a flower and it stopped me in my tracks I looked very closely and I found it was looking back So I was transfixed by the colour and where it was at I guess the flower thought the

I Read The Instructions But It Still Didn’t Work

I Read The Instructions But It Still Didnt Work short poem

At the bookstore I found a guide Inside was a simple instruction. A funny looking diagram. I tried everything imaginable but still couldn’t figure it out. Flipping page after page, Telling you what I’ve found. The way the instruction was

Ageing

Ageing short poem

Old age is Golden age when friends of yest years are still mingling in group Old age is a stone age when the friends of yest years are in memorial leaving the One all alone Old age is youthful age

The Harrowed Heart

The Harrowed Heart long poem

Only those with the wisest minds -the oldest eyes, remember the days of love truly lost. The woman with the rage speckled iris, the man with the world-heavy curved spine, Holding aloft thy heads as the wisping breaths of each

Subtle Indifference

Subtle Indifference short poem

Like ashes stacked in a jar of indifference tightly capped to mask a stench so cruel from cigarette butts worth riddance- you caused me self decay and dismal. You put me out like those cigarettes in an ashtray of cares

The Pain

The Pain short poem

I am The pain Shed its form to conquer My existence, leaving in its cruelty Only my heart to survive. Gasping for breath, for life For you Hoping to welcome its final death throes; But she in her cruel magnanimity,

Intoxicating Twilight

Intoxicating Twilight short poem

The twilight hues of the evening sky, Take away the blues of the soul, A palette of serene colors spread, Like love intoxicating the senses. The ethereal twilight hour, With remnants of a glowing ember, Intense violet hues wrap me,

The Tadpoles Didn’t See

The Tadpoles Didn’t See prose poem

The surface rippled, Three pairs of feet plopped in And the tadpoles scurried To hide in caverns. Sighs of relief Brushed over the tiny rock pool As cool water Soothed sore feet. The tadpoles gambolled again, Silence drawing them out;

I Am A Long Forgotten Soul

I Am A Long Forgotten Soul short poem

I am a very long forgotten soul, I have nothing, of which I can take pride, I am dwindling with my every stride. I am having no path to stroll, Every time I try to try, I am thrown aside,

Interrupted

Interrupted short poem

Like a pause in pain I ring the bell of homecoming. I was ready to meet the hurricane. The alien neighbor of white fires. After the rains the slush will overwhelm the abducted silence. The celestial peace will be shattered.

Compliment

Compliment short poem

They talked regularly on the phone, They just can’t stay at their home They decided to take a step forward, And finally, they met afterward, When their eyes finally met, The time around them slept, When he spoke his first

Society Today

Society Today short poem

What society are we living in so much of evil and hating for a female it has become an unsafe place no more respect so much disgrace do we need to lock ourselves up and not show our faces or

Weaving Silence

Weaving Silence short poem

Do I have a choice before knifing the page for a meaning, when I was drowned in a nostalgia? Cinchona bark. This was my keyword for living bitterly under a tryant inciting the riots of colors. The digital death comes

Childhood

Childhood long poem

Mommy, Jessie tried to attack me with a weed eater My sister tried to stab me. It’s a nightmare Feeder. I was only 4. Mommy are we poor? You lied. Daddies not a woman beater Hotshot was my favorite transformer

A Multitude Of Woes

A Multitude Of Woes short poem

As a young man, I was always obsessed By melancholy. I saw deep sadness, The quality That so tormented my heroes, Such as Arthur Rimbaud, And Montgomery Clift, As glamorous and romantic, But it’s not… It’s not remotely romantic, When

Dreams Of A River

Dreams Of A River ode

Life of a river Hidden in your mirror It is no error To smile to wither Clouds of your summer Let your body dance Never give a chance For bad thoughts to slay The joy of your day! Dreams of

He And I

He And I short poem

He and I (a subtle amateur attempt at understanding Narcissism) He loved himself and I loved him He believed he was superior and I was happy to be his shadow He wanted all the attention and I always showered it

Seeking Shangri-la

Seeking Shangri la short poem

An isle so lonely, that no one seeks. Full of allure and comeliness, that no one sees. I search, I seek, my Shangri-La, in solitude purdah of wilderness, seeking for my ecstasy. It’s the detritus they see, winsomeness, is what

Collected Thoughts

Collected Thoughts short poem

Like tussoh, I collect snow after the blizzard, churning the quartz, O December. Time to hang my boots and listen the call to quarters. Windows would kill me. I had my horrors I had my wine. The moon was still

Hello Spring!

Hello Spring! short poem

Helloooooo Spring! The time clock has sprung forward, and there is a sense of new life and resurrection everywhere Welcome back Spring! I see your beautiful new flower blossoms waving at me I feel your kind and warm days convincing

Ebola, the African Plague

Ebola, the African Plague long poem

It is not every tear that glitters, Neither is every curse tied to positive tides, But it is only the positive tides that glitter. It is not every damnation that flees, It is not every succumbing dream that prevails, Neither,