Category Archives: Life

Jan3

Dimensions…

Posted on January 3, 2020 by nadine haddad

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Dimension beyond dimension

There exists a world beyond

I will fear not the end for there will be eternity

No matter how much I miss those gone

I Know that the truth is one

I ask for answers and so does everyone

But dimension after dimension we exist

I long to hold those I miss, to know they are well

They are dimensions beyond and maybe have a better view

I try to look within those dimensions

And all I see is that we are surrounded

By a mystery not a spark of genius can explain

But a hunch, a feeling that is part of a dimension where I exist

It is me in a dimension and them in the next

As I move and ascend I might know

It is but only a world transcending

As I move consciously towards the next

Dimension after dimension I may learn to navigate, discovering that we exist in a common world moved by differences, perceived by some as unknown, but known by some as dimensions beyond dimensions

Sunshine

“In memory of my loved ones who crossed over, who I cherish and long to hold every day and to know they are well even in the beyond”

Aug23

A Beautiful Woman…

Posted on August 23, 2019 by nadine haddad

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A beautiful woman

Words that just relay

A quality

A truth

A woman,

is that, every meaning of the word….

A beautiful woman…

As simple as that.

Jun28

He is…my partner

Posted on June 28, 2019 by nadine haddad

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I write and i am different..

I am tied to strings, yet,

I am free and happy,

Only when I write…

He is my life, my love and my eternity

He is my soul friend,

Never understood except, when we are together,

He is my everything, my meaning, and my being,

He is my pal, and my partner,

He is my voice, my shadow, my thoughts

He is my pen and I love him ❤️.

May28

Shadows of her Thoughts…

Posted on May 28, 2019 by nadine haddad

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Listen, but don’t hear
hear but don’t listen
you just took away that glisten from her beautiful eyes

the fields of Lavender
the seashells
the footprints on the sand
have all become shadows of her thoughts

can it be that life just shut her down
and yet she is holding to that last thread…of hope
dying each day for the universe to hear her call
living with a prayer that this will be her last

a voice that once was the soul of a writer
skin that once was the wings of a butterfly
eyes that once were the twinkle of dawn
a heart that once was a beat of passion
a breath that was every bit of life
a strength that once was, a warrior of love
tormented by reality

darkness takes over
and that light is shutting down
leaving little room for her thoughts to capture her dreams
turning down her hopes and
turning her thoughts into shadows that will soon fade away into that long lost dimension
never to be seen, heard of or felt of anymore
shadows of her thoughts.

Feb15

Cookies and Butterflies…

Posted on February 15, 2019 by nadine haddad

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Was it the peaches or the cookies that you liked most?

I know for sure when our eyes met, I found my soul mate, I never knew I can swim in those emotions and carry this love forever.

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It was painful to leave but life wanted to teach us many lessons and it never seizes to do so. As I grow older I realise you were the only one.

The souvenirs I kept are my treasures, and are the only joy that love brought me. I wanted to know how it felt to be on the other side, but I ended up learning about myself instead. From where I stood, I was marvelled by the most beautiful things I was allowed to explore. A feeling, a time, a place, that existed in the past, I painted it in the present, coloured it with my words and every time I look deep, it transports my heart, flooding it with emotions and my soul, my soul would yearn for us.

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The jokes, the cookies, the peaches…the books…the words…the thoughtful gestures…

There are memories in our subconscious that can be stirred by beautiful emotions, erupting our hearts into lively emotions,, this might not make sense unless you have been caught by the insanity of love.

Universe, Will you make my heart sing again?

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Nov6

Bury me in a Library…

Posted on November 6, 2018 by nadine haddad

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Let me touch the words

George Peabody Library- Baltimore USA

Heal my life with its colourful covers

Smell eternity through its ink

Watch wisdom through the lenses of all those geniuses

Trinity College Library-Dublin Ireland

Authors who print stories that last forever

Generations to recount history, facts, adventure, science, mystery, music

and love stories

Let me delve into this magical space

Feel this energy as it lifts my spirits up

Real Gabinete Portuguese de Leitura- Rio de Janeiro Brazil

Light reflecting in every corner

Sending reflections and hints

Tianjin Binhai Library- Tianjin China

For the visitors and me

Ready to travel as we sit in this sanctuary

And taste the richest aroma of variable expressions

Bibliotheca del Klementium- Prague

Enriching our souls

Bury me in the libraries so I can die richest than rich

Nov6

Charades of Love…

Posted on November 6, 2018 by nadine haddad

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Watching the sun rays

Shying away

As the dark clouds take over the sky

Time telling me things can never be the same

Those gone moments

Those sobs of pain

The feelings of being let down

Just when material takes over

Love seizes to exist

Once gone its gone forever

What remains are charades of faded memories that beg to be released forever

For the pain of its beauty is excruciating as those hopeful moments will never return…

Sep24

Hope…

Posted on September 24, 2018 by nadine haddad

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It feels like time has stopped

And the hours are fading

Shadows are what tell

The story of a past and present

Gone forever

What remains is hope for the life after

Jul25

The moon was Staring…

Posted on July 25, 2018 by nadine haddad

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I couldn’t help but feel a strong urge to look up as I was engulfed by a strong set of eyes staring at me. That gaze made me so uneasy, there was a kind of magic in the way this energy was traveling. That stare, stirred so many emotions, and memories so here I am passionately sharing the moment….