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The way you walk sends even the miserable waves into hysteria
As they dance across the ocean's ballroom floors,
Your body is a gift I will sadly not unwrap because you already have your champion that won your heart's wars,
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Note: I've unpublished all my poems but one due to the release of my new book. Pansexual Poet & Artist since 2015. 'Our backs tell stories no books have the spine to carry.' - Rupi Kaur | If you need someone to talk to, I'm here! :))

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Dear Person I Will Never Be With,

The way you walk sends even the miserable waves into hysteria
As they dance across the ocean's ballroom floors,
Your body is a gift I will sadly not unwrap because you already have your champion that won your heart's wars,

Yet I still find myself mesmerized by your beauty and feeling hypnotized by your bluish grey eyes
They remind me of tender rainy days and the turquoise of the distant seas
The seas I spill when alone but remind myself that I will not die now, for you I'll stay and hope for my natural demise.

I am jealous of your man because he has the most expensive gem in his arms
I wish I could be the one to help you out in bed, not him,
He's blessed with the most heavenly of blessings to ever walk the earth's thorns,
I really wish I was him. Selfish of me, I understand and my apologies
But I wish we were together, I don't want to stop seeing you and reading your dream's anthologies,

It hurts knowing that one day
We will only have each other's numbers that may in the future become collapsed
And it makes me want to weep rivers of tears to drown myself and forget we ever met,
There is a reason I distance myself from people and it's that I don't want to get too attached
Because if I do, saying goodbye burns like hell, and honestly, I'd rather paint my death with a tainted brush and an emotional palette.

I wish I could watch you erupt like a volcano of frustrated anger and unrest
I wish I could hold you when you cry oceans of tears to drown your sweet fears
I wish I could listen to your blissful laughter suffocating your own chest with passion
I wish I could make love to your soft, naked frame with a bottle of oil and a bouquet of roses
I wish I could cater your soul and body as you age with all the care and support I have to offer
But these are things I wistfully won't be able to do.

Dear person I will never be with,
I love you with a heart hungry for more hurt.

Best wishes,
Nour Aisam Mattar.

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