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2020 Spring
Poetry, written by Ali Taha Alnobani
A metallic alien object with plastic gaze
Without emotions, and no feelings
It holds tapered forceps and a magnifying glass
It runs on the empty street
Like a spooky ghost
Like an absurd robot
His eyes are round, red
His nose is crunchy squared
And his voice is like air when it comes from the hole of a sick object
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Now h...
Saturday 11th April 2020 11:00 pm
Human misery
I’m an abject, because the helmsman of our homeland says so,
while into turbulent waters he leads us
I’m wicked, because the helmsman of our homeland says so
and without hesitation makes the ship tumble
and with an uncertain course will capsize it
I’m a scoundrel, because the helmsman of our homeland says it
while behind an alibi he shields himself
and when the truth...
Tuesday 4th June 2019 7:05 pm
It’s sufficient
It’s sufficient to briefly touch silence to feel days of glory,
the eternal word of friendship,
the chimes of freedom
It’s sufficient to lean between blue seas
to perceive the sweet semblance of calm,
the lost and aged dreams,
the future that you can imagine,
the language of love and peace
It’s sufficient to forgive and the good is understood
© Noris Roberts - March, 2019
Sunday 24th March 2019 7:35 pm
Freedom
Thursday 31st March 2016 6:40 pm
The Ride
Old sense of exhilaration
for the spirit to soar free
To be one with elements
on an aimless kind spree
No destination so to say
nothing planned as such
Tad touch of spontaneity
& escapade a sole crutch
Legs straddling untamed
not broken in yet mount
Uncertain of the outcome
and what it’ll tantamount
Timidity all but vanished
onc...
Thursday 5th February 2015 3:20 pm
Natalie. Politico
Natalie. Politico
There was trouble in The Argentine. A few of Natalie’s friends spoke out against the military junta who ruled the country. The two girls and one boy, all aged eighteen, had simply vanished. Natalie was scared. Roberto warned her not to speak out. The same people who forced him into the army, ending his college studies, had apprehended the teens. Their fate was unknow...
Wednesday 22nd August 2012 6:57 pm
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