Mother Nature Missing Father Nature? November 2021
In photographs and poetry Nadiya A.A.M. Mohado Sheikh Nur 30-11-1995 The Netherlands, 24-11-2021
/_ Words start to appear I think about A man My rhyme seems to When I only want to Give my attention to A man Messed up with spying liars stuck My words can heal For free Their enemies get better Through me To not free me To bully To distract
To laugh about To underestimate To make me look like mental While I make them mental For being alive still To show love Jesus they praise, or jew they claim to be Islamic or not? Muhammed I follow tradition I write poetry they mess with As if they don't know? Patient Soon I write on a high level soon Can buy wine to erase them Let them sleep While my men wake me So i can write A poem Mostly, about my man Who will make it? To see me? Patient I try to help A hi Money should not be on the mind As if i am your wife for years Daughter for years Familymember for years My name is Light Was it funny to break, light? When the world was about to stop I respond and now still They mess with My ryhme My amateur art As they think That i can look like a stupid worthless poor whore
A failure Still Who cares? I do They do Because i keep them alive for free Love they feel Scared that a muhammed member will let them down Never will I Their own people do Did And done I know the worth of it all Because i have nothing I know how it feels I know feel Without feel, no poem or art They just buy it to show off When they are dead I am still alive Impatient for me they are When does she finally die? Well, the world will also die when I die Not my fault
Nadiya A.A.M. Mohado Sheikh Nur
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In the talk We never get to hear A conversation He hurts me my dear Left ear Dictatorship causing fearships Grabbing words in a hateful atmosphere He caused fear In some minds But still not in mine Been walking for hours Sat next to Civil Rights and we were talking, about law and not flowers or love Romance I find in certain talk I mostly see men only following a walk Hips that move Attention and questions to approve Through a gaze Gazes that shows need I was talking about human rights I question men who picked up women like fallen leaves from the ground this autumn One of a kind Men barely dare to touch His words touches me "I need some rest" Focussing on his own business Loneliness and excitement he has nothing to miss about To miss from To kiss now If only his own lady would bow To kiss During his night shifts
Nadiya A.A.M. Mohado Sheikh Nur 30-11-1995 19-11-2021 "With a stranger, law student working in a elderly hospital house when after that the ambulance and police came to drive me safely away to the hospital i am now still at. We had some fun together in the meanwhile and Koen can absolutely sketch too!
Love from Nadiya. To Current Mondays I survived The sudden tinnitus makes me think, am I alright? I get to hear "You must disappear" What have I done wrong? I fight for human rights Make equality and creatures unite I was a child and survived I only live I forgive I am now independent I am now free I have trust and faith in humanity Nadiya A.A.M. Mohado Mohamed Sheikh Nur
Humanity And Me Get to think about you lately Do you think about me too?
How did it felt? For you When I Strong like a magnet Strong Felt it Strong? Time and I Where were you? I think about you But I only feel Strong you seem Did I made you weak? When you left You came back I lay here I think about you What I could say When I showed my face A mask in between some possible hey's You came back Did i made you weak? Love and caring Isnt it all about fighting for the same when Love, time and being shy Caused you there to stay again With me in mind I kept you in mind I felt it strong What if time will bring you there with me again? A memory of you Images
A sound? I have no idea how you sound The seat was too small My body, as if made for you I imagine sharing one seat Do I make you weak? Danger came across I almost felt like going up and being pulled down to the past Trust you left along on my line? How could I otherwise survive?
Can I come back too maybe? In front of you Next to you Being close Magnet like pulling me back Will you hold me when I? I, never left I was still sitting there When you came back Would you dare to hold me? Lay down and care Share with me a time Together on our line? Patient we are Always Delays Always Alone along with these delays The next time I just hold you When I feel you feel like it too
Are you okay? I worry about Someone he made me feel like Being together with a time we imagined Love: He made me weak. About you, American Soldier ICE train from Deutschland to France during Hurricane Henri, New York, USA. I can't speak French. Teach me?
Nadiya Amina Aweis Mohamed Mohado Sheikh Nur In shelter, The Netherlands
November 3th, 2021 “My Future Husband Journalist Still Feels Like…” “ I miss The things we would solve I would wait I miss What we could become Solving America’s disasters Did you die for it? Never known Love? I would keep my promise Without feeling hesitation “today I will care for you” like your possible wife I felt the pain you would feel and the suffering
I still could imagine you as sexy Investigators and love We are mostly lonely Mysterious and so lonely Men and women Are we something in between? You are my type Always my type True men who understands a woman Absolutely Absolutely My type Absolutely! I feel like that I’ve lost you Did I lost you? I miss
Do you? See? I have learnt from you Love I know better now I felt you 25 and still I praise to love no one’s wife still Whoever I will meet or will touch me, I will think back of you My hero fighting for the world that let him down I carry you forever with me and you carry me forever On time On love On the world If I give up you feel If I want to make love you feel American disasters belongs to the past because of you Mr. George Washington aka Investigation journalist from The WashingstonPost
🌻❤️ Nadiya A.A.M. Mohado (Sheikh Nur) 30-11-1995 30-10-2021 In shelter. I start a long time of coping along with a doctor or psychologist Tuesday. Finally. Many of my possible loves passed away. American. I have never seen them or talked to them on a chat. People would steal my things away. I only could watch how they would enjoy my “shit” and others had no idea that it was from me. “Catfishing”.
Democracy And Love True faces shown While I lay here for my man Will you be my man? World history and we together True faces are shown About smell and taste I imagine You grabbing my hips, my waist Perfumes and endless wine and chocolate we could consume A replica man lying about disease For the eye only to see For it only to be proven on paper American, African, European and Arabian and so the world combined
He wants to God like lie Remake Human Kind Can we prove on paper that it shows: "you are blind"? A chip, that can not measure how he hates nature Peanuts and nuts turns out to be the best treasure Chocolate a joy to share When a victorian disaster will never admit or dare While here for my man, i will care Honest, as a Somali Give me a hug, give me Democracy won't die in darkness Our eyes see the light See nature True creature Love Nadiya Amina Awe(y)is Mohamed Mohado Sheikh Nur 30-11-1995 Wednesday, October 13th, 2021 04:24AM Megen, The Netherlands
For my loves from The WashingtonPost They dare. I am sorry
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I will never forget july 2021.
X Dancing on the rythm
I feel it within The heat and the movement of the beat I breathe it out And share it with time Circles I feel the vibration Recognition trying to take it over I send this to a lover In the very first Or the very last We share a past We dared to talk Dared to ask Dared to love We love Still, they try to do everything to mess with my poetry I wait for justice X
A special poem to a American soldier that fight for the world and sat next to me. Just a guess. Sometimes the clothes give a clue.I could not stand him. And then that gaze. Forever amazed. Older, no hair, but those eyes: I might be forever single. ? I love men even more now. Because of that man I feel like a woman. So no, i won’t be forever single. I love him for that. Truly amazing.
The present I remember I have touched you Did you felt the same?
As I felt your man being Caught me stuck in my lady being Shy I have never felt that shy While the air would not be named clean Fogged up in a pink fog Inhaled what you once inhaled Did you cared? Pink fog we shared I was there 1st Not in the 4th Not as the 2nd Not as a 3th You were there 1st
I one time looked at a man sitting next to me A gaze One single gaze How to describe? Ancient tribes came alive? One single gaze? Stuck in a lost shared past? Dreams we ever had? To be alone Together? Confused as I am New York and Hurricane Henri shared a past with mine I sat in a train towards French wine
We were sitting there close to each other He was older
I was younger But old enough to write about love through a gaze Wise enough as I have given new life and love to nature Mistakes I can make I accept and so Nature does The skies still cry on Mistakes the darkness made I never can erase My rhyme goes on here forever to understand why Why the innocent should die ? Love We have touched A simple touch Our eyes or voice, our breath or our knees it was Remember?
How less do I know? But also how or what it should be like? Without men like these on this planet? Protecting me from a shadow's appearance? Protecting Human Kind And so my mind? What is a lady without a man?
It is because of the present I remember With you Once before I felt Love I know for sure
By Nadiya Amina Awei(y)s Mohamed Mohado Sheikh Nur
30-11-1995
In Deutschland 27-08-2021
There is a dog, stuck in space forever. Dogs suffer the most. Animals. Birds. Bugs. They are silent. From my bug view i see that they are more smart than me. They always know what to do. I many times don’t. In true islam we have respect for animals. Many “schools” want to destroy Muhammed’s word, like how people want to mess with my poetry (Amina Aweis Mohamed Sheikh Nur, Muhammed Hussein) These schools have nothing to do with Muhammed. And are not part of the family. Most real jew, christians or islamic people are killed by these people wo think to know better. As they dont understand poetry. We love everyone. We dont do forced marriage. Some do. And in these families dictators are born. Ending a family line like a race. “This is what she meant”. When they start talking for you, then you should be aware. You are special. To
any reader who makes time to read or watch my photographs or emotions. In photographs or poems.
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Many muslims, true Muhammed member are brainwashed. True islam makes you cry. We never expect anything back. Islam gave women rights. Law. Jew, just a few families alive, too. And christians too. Highly rare. They are even jealous when I find rest with people being around there beloved ones at begraafplaatsen. N.M. ‘21
Mirror: You exist
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