Nassira Nezzar, Algeria
Nassira Nezzar , a poetess and writer from Algeria, graduated from university of May 8th1945 Guelma ( Bachelor of English Language and Literature). She has a diploma from CNEPD Annaba ,as sueprior Technician in Tourism (Choice:Touristicguide). She has attestation of success in Spanish language from a private school (Triki), and an attestation of presence in Italian language (CLS).
She worked at the university of May 8th1945- Guelma– as an English language teacher for 8 years.
She worked at the cultural directory of Guelma and worked also as an English language teacher at the National Insitute for Vocational training –Guelma–
Nassira is a member of:
The International Forum For Creativity And Humanity
The International Forum Pentasi B WorldWide Family
The World’s Nations Writers’ Union Kazakhstan
The International Forum Motivational Strips
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 impossibile
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-and participation in an international anthology against Racism– Love Postcards
Nassira Nezzar has her own poems on Youtube plus collaborative poems with the American author John E WordSlinger. She recited different poems in different languages: Arabic, English, French, Spanish, Italian, Turkish.
Her website: www.wordsocean.wordpress.com
1/ Blank Pages
Blank pages were awaiting me
on my desk..
I picked up my pen
Staring at them gently
I tried to hug my wondered thoughts carefully
A deep breath was taken
A part of stress was thrown
A wall of hesitation was broken
But what’s the hell!!!
What’s the hell!!
A motion was built up inside of me
And I couldn’t recognize the feeling accompanying me
Joy or sadness!!…tranquility or rebellion!!
Loneliness or congestion!!
I stood up in front of the mirror
Pondering what’s the error !!..
The clock …
The clock attracted my attention
With its tic-toc…tic toc ..
The rain was falling on the window’s glass
Drop by drop…
the midnight shined on the clock and on my heart ..
But …The fear of the world
the hesitation of words..
had trembled me again
I thought of a break …but I didn’t take
So I came back to my desk again
Staring at the blank pages
Am I the emptiness of hearts?
Am I the contradiction of world?
Am I the heaviness of earth?
A thought with a joyful smile took off all the wonder
And hugged my mind…Saying ..
I’m your new story…
Are you ready to get rid of bad memories
And hard circumstances..
Come on … Don’t hesitate …
Throw your pains behind you
As you need me to fill your emptiness…
I need you to take from my fullness
the love, the success, and the happiness ….
I’m like the earth ..
I carry the world on my shoulders
I always wait that human being irrigates me with love
I would like to see the faces happy not sad
But ….what should I say ?!!!
I’m your today…
Hug me tight without care
of what was diminished in yesterday
or what will appear in tomorrow.
2/ Whispers of love
I raised my bowed head to your tenderheart
I pursue your wise paths to not feel apart
My tears are flowing in the ocean of silence
But whatever the distance , whatever the difference..
In my heart …I feel your presence..
Our souls are touching each other
Under the sky of honesty and the rebellion of tranquillity
I call your name in the morning and the eventide
I call it through the blessings of day
And the whispers of night ..
I raised my bowed head to destiny
My words are scattered between the dream and reality
The questions are many ..
But the answers are few ..
Shall we continue our life as one
Or the honest emotional bond
Will be divided into two …
Shall we continue our life
By keeping the “I” and the “ you”
Or separate them as” the false” and “the true !
3/Sometimes a word…
Have you ever contemplated the poet’s eyes
And how they hold the huge mass of words
Have you ever seen the rebellion of stars in the skies
And how they hold each other for brightening our world…
Have you ever stared at the trip of words..
And how they delve deeply
into hearts despite the long miles..
Sometimes a word
hugs our dreams to irrigate them with joy
Sometimes a word
Hugs our reality to throw us as if we‘re a used toy..
Sometimes a word..
Takes me to the depth of your world..
Where there’s no hate, no discrimination, no wars…
No jealousy, no oppression, and no difference of religions…
Where I see only the eyes of a loving poet
Who lives the storms but spread tranquillity…
Who collects words of love and joy to forget his misery…
Who collects his tears and his smiles..
For being an ocean of words that could carry
the feeling with its various weights and sizes…
Yes sometimes a word to appear with confidence
Sometimes a word to disguise as the weak flies…
So behind the silence they hide…
Sometimes a word is said
To feed heart and head …
Many smiles may be drawn
And many tears may be shed…
Sometimes a word said
Many emotions with great passion they are led..
Sometime a word carries many questions
Awaiting one sufficient answer…
We are created in this world
For loving each other not for killing or
Using our words as swords…
4/THE FARTHEST I’VE GONE
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
Three drops were following each other ..
The first said : THE FARTHEST
The second said: l ’VE GONE
The third said : WITH YOU ..
THE FARTHEST I’VE GONE WITH YOU
My ears were fixed on the sound made by your heartbeats.
My eyes were fixed on the pride built on your eyelids
My feeling climbed with blissful heights of love
Searching the pinnacle of your heart..
The farthest I’ve gone with you
Your love delved into my soul deeply
You were whispering:
I’m the joy that covers your sadness..
I’m the peace that covers your frightfulness
I’m the small embrace in which you find vastness
I’m you and the farthest you’ve gone to my heart
You’ll discover many things and « ME »
The farthest I’ve gone with you had shown me things
I can’t construe..
The farthest I’ve gone with you the sweetest bridge
I’ve walked through ..
The farthest I’ve gone with you I would like to redo it
and start new..
The farthest I’ve gone with you time flies in it by fast..
We lived the moment without care
of the future or the past.