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I see

I sense the velvet likefragility of a mothwhen I close my eyes

 I feel the tremorsof the earthwhen I close my fist
I hear the eagles flying highwhen I close my ears
 I recognize the rapidflutter of dying lovewhen I close my heart
I dream of the senselessmarch to destructionwhen I close my world
I see the velvet likefragility of a mothwhen I close my eyes
Goodbye.

(what do you see?)



by ninotaziz

Copyright © 2015 Zalina Abdul Aziz @ ninotaziz
All Rights Reserved.
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For Magpietales
First poem for 2015

Moon hope

There is a moon Hanging over the window tonightAnd I feel it is soonSomeone will come to make it right
Trapped inside wallsOf my own doing, I hideIt has been a long fallMy tears of loneliness, long dried
The doors are unlockedI could walk out I supposeBut what lies around the blockNo one knows, no one knows
I hear the footstepsI cringe even as they pass my doorI have been here foreverNever knowing what will come forth
There is a moon Hanging over the window tonightAnd I hope it is soonSomeone will convince me to fight
Copyright © 2014 ninotaziz. All Rights Reserved.
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Inspired by Tess Kincaid over at Magpietales
For oppressed women and children who can't speak for themselves

S.U.R.R.E.A.L

  bE Y Ond REaltime moves along backwardshurtling like a cometto a world where the music is  en C H an T ingcourteous, and archaic expressions of love areto die for e MO tiona L  UPHeava  l sare euphoric and the lookinviting one to the other sidei s   m o s t   a n t i c i p a t e d S u R R enDE r  by ninotaziz All Rights Reserved  _______________________________    for dversepoets

N.U.S.A.N.T.A.R.A

if you have never been to this enchanted land, you would not be able to visualise the grace of hands brought together, to signify respect and welcome. the flick of fingers in rhythmic response to the gamelan brass orchestra - anger. love. goodbye. in a drama that unfolds through dance. and dance alone.
hands, beckonanger. love. goodbyethe music begins

if you have never been to this legacy of romance, you would not be able to listen to the million fables brought together, to represent centuries of storytelling. or the flick of fingers in rhythmic response to the voice of the penglipurlara - makyung. wayang. mulung. in a drama that unfolds on  stage. alone.
stories, beckonmakyung. wayang. mulung.the show begins
if you have never been to this world of grace, you would not be able to smell the million scents brought together, to represent centuries of tradition. or the flick of fingers in rhythmic response to the brass pots and wooden stove - cloves. curry. cinnamon. in a drama that unfolds above the fire. and fire alone.
spices, beckoncloves. curry. cinnamonthe feast begins


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My list, that did not make the linky.

Inspired by Tony Maude at dVersepoets

Earth - couplets, haiku and a pleiade

I wonder why the clouds are greyWith not a sight of raindrop all day
Rivers no longer rush with thrill to seaAmidst sluggish crawl to break free
From all the hazards from the townsFrom way up high, down to the ground
Is it time for mother earth to retreatAbandon all of us to our own beat

Shall we be like moths to the flame
When no one is left to take the blame
As she rises in all her fury and mightAnd we will be defeated in this fight.

For Magpietales

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mother earth sighs with apprehension as she tries to break free,
no more

For Poets United

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Earth - beauty, unrivaled
Ever faithful sunrise
Each moment, like crystal
Evermore as we part
Evening, a hallowed treat
Expansive starry night
Earth - beauty, unrivaled

For Dversepoets



three poems by ninotaziz
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I haven't been writing for a while. But I miss poetry so much. And what better muse, than mother earth, herself?

Mother Earth sighs

I wonder why the clouds are greyWith not a sight of raindrop all day
Rivers no longer rush with thrill to seaAmidst sluggish crawl to break free
From all the hazards from the townsFrom way up high, down to the ground
Is it time for mother earth to retreatAbandon all of us to our own beat

Shall we be like moths to the flame
When no one is left to take the blame
As she rises in all her fury and mightAnd we will be defeated in this fight
For when she retaliates, we will all… be left to dire straits.
by ninotaziz
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For Magpietales

I haven't been writing for a while. But miss poetry so much.

Of rhyme and no reason

Cat and The FiddleOn Sandy BayButterflies turn to angels And dreams drive intothe Tasman Sea
© ninotaziz
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For dversepoets

Interview with Stu Taylor (USA) : NAGA

NAGA BOOK TRAILER : ONLINE PREMIER

Hope you enjoy the NAGA Book Trailer.


NAGA - A Legend of Tasik Chini is available online
Amazon | Barnes & Noble | XLibris

For more information, please visit
www.nagabyninotaziz.com



Thank you.

WORLD ONLINE PREMIER ON NAGA BOOK TRAILER

 Dearest poets and friends! Just to let you know, I am about ready to push my novel NAGA to the global audience. Next week on Tueday, 30th September,  I will launch a new Asian book trailer video on Facebook@ninotaziz, Twitter @ninotaziz, Youtube and my blogs. Really hope you can help share it with as many people as possible as I would like to see how far we can go on the net with this through family and friends.Looking forward to your support, everyone. There will be three things to share;
Tuesday, 30th September 2014
'Book Trailer' video - NAGA - A Legend of Tasik Chini

Friday, 3rd October 2014 
Interview with Stu Tyler podcast

   Monday, 6th October 2014
Book Recommendation by XLibris Friends in  Malaysia, Australia, UK, USA, Canada, Singapore, Indonesia, India and Philippines among others have agreed to help put the word out. Counting on your help!
 Sincerely, from Malaysia with love, Zalina Abdul Aziz @ ninotazizhttp://www.nagabyninotaziz.com