morning dew – Nadir Keval

Nadir Keval
September 30, 2010
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Poem: Refreshing

Poem: Refreshing https://nadirkeval.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/romantic-couple-331287829750qtDo1.jpg 853 1280 Nadir Keval Nadir Keval https://secure.gravatar.com/avatar/030c6096b24f94cfe8eb7c98ec6b40b9f34121a2f2f635aab0ee5b454e2479f4?s=96&d=mm&r=g September 30, 2010 April 11, 2014

This is a poem for,

All the people out there,

That have felt for a soul,

Only to be left not knowing where to go.

Life made it hard to believe,

That you could ever aspire,

To be any more than what was told,

To you by others as your purpose and role.

I’m here to tell you,

You are pure like the morning dew,

Beautiful like the sun the moment before it rises,

Enchanting like the fresh scent of the skies.

No one can tell you that you aren’t these things,

For the world doesn’t know you like I do.

Every moment brings out a change.

Try to live out life holding onto the reigns.

If you ever fall, just climb back up,

And know that I’ll be there if you ever feel like giving up.

The world may seem like it’s breaking you down,

But don’t worry, just keep your soul sound.

Because…

You are wonderful, like an angel,

More elegant than a rose.

You are strong as a lion.

But with a soft soul, like a bird.

You are relief when the world is too much to bear,

You are that extra helping, when there’s nothing left to spare.

We are friends, we are companions,

Two dreamers, untold.

Our stories remain silent,

Until we choose to let go.

Let your spirit shine brightly,

Let the world hear your song.

Let your heartbeat be your rhythm,

As you move on, breaking ground.

You are everything to believe in,

A miracle in yourself.

For you were solely created,

As the one to live out your path.

Be swift like the ocean,

Stand tall like the trees.

Know that you are a fountain,

Of greatness to be achieved.

You are awesome in your essence,

More precious than a snowflake.

You are a special token,

To giving my life a stronger seed.

I may be speaking selfish,

But you’ve helped me become me.

Copyright (c) Nadir Keval

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May 20, 2010
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Poem: Fluid

Poem: Fluid https://nadirkeval.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/dreamstime_overflowing-water1.jpg 3488 3438 Nadir Keval Nadir Keval https://secure.gravatar.com/avatar/030c6096b24f94cfe8eb7c98ec6b40b9f34121a2f2f635aab0ee5b454e2479f4?s=96&d=mm&r=g May 20, 2010 April 11, 2014

Rivers flowing into the vast waters,

Like the soul through life, it scatters.

Searching for fantasies of happiness so pure,

Sometimes on paths as refreshing as the morning dew,

And sometimes so harsh, like hurricanes we’re not ready to endure.

Flowing through me,

Nourishing every ounce of my body.

But though it alone holds this ability,

To be what I will always need,

It has the strength to hurt me,

Like salt on a wound, healed by the sea.

Healed – Though it hurt me, it healed.

This is the power of water,

So fluid, it takes hold of whatever

May come its way, or tries to take its place,

Knowing that with it, obstacles just pass by.

Washing out life’s pores I try,

To cleanse myself of the scum of the world.

It is my savior,

Water – my savior.

Quenching my thirst when my mouth goes dry,

Soaking it with security, readjusting my confidence, my pride.

So much, but just enough to get me back on my feet,

Walking on water…unbelievable.

YES! They thought I couldn’t make it,

But now I see, even the impossible can be.

Gone unnoticed, my water is my necessity.

Meaning more to me that I could ever mean,

‘cause without it, there would be no me.

Lately though, water’s been confusing me.

Like a lake in a drought, I’ve become empty.

One day, flooding my being with love and nourishment,

And the next, leaving me wondering where it went.

I’m guessing this is a new test from God,

Seeing if I’m grateful for what I’ve got.

Or maybe it’s to see,

If I have faith that it could be,

Possible for me to live, in trust and patience,

With water as my want, and not as my need.

Upon losing my hydration,

I’ve come to the realization,

That water is my want, faith in God is my want.

As long as I can survive through these times,

Of drought, with a gulp or even the smallest drop,

I’ll pass the test of trust and patience, and trust IN patience,

And will be rewarded with Gardens underneath which rivers flow.

I would love to be engulfed by water,

Not drowned, but ONE with water.

Though this is true, I want to naturally flow to,

Working hard to be deserving of it,

But great things come to those who wait for it,

So, I’ll work hard to hold off but strong from yearning for it.