Friday, February 1, 2019




Outside behind the standing walls of dark
I neared the bliss of serenity with all my heart
It's dark,  despite the moon above
Each star carries a spring of love
The city sleeps...
The beauty of sky speaks
As the dawn shines
The train station gets wrapped by haze.
Then gradually...
It gets brightened by sun's rays
I wonder,  lost among the crowd


My ears were fixed on the sound made by your heartbeats.
My eyes were fixed on the pride built on your eyelids
My feeling climbed with blissful heights of love
Looking above..
Searching the pinnacle of your heart..

The farthest I’ve gone with you
Your love delved  into my soul deeply
You were whispering:
I’m the joy that covers your sadness..
I’m the peace that covers your frightfulness
I’m the small embrace in which you find vastness
I’m you and the farthest  you’ve gone  to my heart
You’ll discover many things and «  ME »

The farthest I've gone with you had shown me things
I can't construe..
The farthest I've gone with you the sweetest bridge
I've walked through ..
The farthest I've gone with you I would like to redo it
and start new..
The farthest I've gone with you time flies in it by fast..
We lived the moment without care
of the future or the past.


I'm the yearning that drives people into madness.
I'm the cheeks on which you drew happiness
I'm the dreams that without you become senseless.

OMG! How could I behave with this call!
Should I look at the light outside
Or keep contemplating the room's walls!

Oh Man!
I'm the heart that carries hapless love
Try to be my salvation..
I'm the eyes that carry tears
Try to be my consolation
I'm the wings that carry half freedom
Try to be my destination..

I'm silent, I don't dare to breathe
I'm trembled, I don't dare to tell how I feel
My soul held captive in grief
So why are you calling?
What has made you so compelling?

Hello, Hello... Do you hear me?
Oh yeah! I do..
I'm just listening to you..
thinking how the blissful dreams come true..
Thinking.. how the contradictions in one heart grew..
Thinking in the moment when Angels come to play
A  time of peace..of love..of  blessing
A time of closing eyes and praying..

I know that they  utter your name as  “A call”
But I say
You’re a thought in very beautiful way..
You  kissed my heart with :”the lips of remembrance”.


NASSIRA NEZZAR, A writer from Guelma –Algeria- She was an English language teacher at the university of May 8th 1945 Guelma for 8 years and a teacher in a National institute for vocational training...She adores writing since young age. Nassira Nezzar has a published work, a book entitled: FAMILIAR STRANGERS , which is a collaboration work with the American author Rob McBride. It’s dedicated to all who believe possible the impossible. She participated in different international anthologies, Love is like air-USA-, The Other Side Of The Screen-Poland-, Women Poets -within and beyond shore Vol 1-2 &3-India-, Whispers of Soflay, Verses on Racism, Resistance and Refugee Crisis –India-, Metafora Współczesności –Poland-Thousand poems to the peace and happiness of humanity –Chile- , Family -Chile-, Antholgy of Contemporary world poetry –Belgium-and participation in an international anthology against Racism.-Love Postcards ..Nassira Nezzar has collaborative poems with the American author John E WordSlinger on Youtube . She wrote and recited different poems in different languages: Arabic, English, French, Spanish, Italian, Turkish. Her website:


  1. wonderful dear poet,great imagery used dearpoet,i read again and again.loved it

    1. Oh!thank you so much dear author Awoke Kumar for such motivational comment that I appreciate a lot.Stay blessed my dear friend