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Poor Little Norah

Poor Little Norah poem is one of the closest poems to the poet's heart.

 

Unmissable aura.
Unmissable voice.
Poor little Norah,
She never had a choice.

She is invisible to many.
She exists to none.
Poor little Norah,
With life, she is done.

Unwanted are her curves.
Forgettable are her words.
This poor little Norah,
has no purpose to serve.

Unloved here she feels.
Chained to depression wheels.
Poor little Norah,
in her bones, she conceals.

Unbreakable was her soul.
Unbearable was her fall.
But now for little Norah,
Death conquers all.

Undesirable is the pain.
Unsafe is the brain.
Stop it little Norah,
Struggle to stay sane.

Unedible are the tears,
Unlike sleeping pills.
What happened to you, Norah?
She did what ultimately kills.

……..

 

Note: inedible is the correct form. (Un-) is used as a deviation.

About Ola El-Wassify (30 Articles)
A word-nerd hearted person who is madly in love with English linguistics, literature, psychology, and cycling. Was raised in Cairo, physically speaking, but her heart belongs to different countries and cultures. Addicted to various kinds of music, such as Jazz, Pop, Metal, Rock, Country, Ray and Nubian music. Her soul is intertwined with dancing, Sufism, and typewriters. Writing is her passion! Poetry is her favorite, yet she gets absorbed into short-stories and novels as well. She believes we are all the sum of the books we read, the movies we watch, and the music we listen to, and that is why she loves writing. When you write and someone loves your words, you become an essential part of their memories.

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