Tuesday, October 1, 2019



Three Drops…

Three drops were following each other without stop
Rumors called them tears
Rumors called them sounds of fears
But I call them
My awaited dreams …
I call them
My rays of love
I call them
My pulses of faith
I call them the signs of a new birth
Oh my rays of love
Don’t hide your light from me
Don’t let me as a broken-winged bird
That couldn’t fly ...
Oh!!! Please don’t be shy..
The screems of my heart are silent
But Their echoes are too high
Oh ho beautiful girl
It’s so terrible to depress ,
The soul pined for joy
It’s so terrible to throw happiness
As you throw a used toy
Look at me
Contemplate the thrills
Coming out from my eyes
They  call me the SMILE..

Train Station

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


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 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  WordSlinger on Youtube . She wrote and recited different poems in different languages: Arabic, English, French, Spanish, Italian, Turkish. Her website: www.wordsocean.wordpress.com

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