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Short bio: NASSER ALSHAIKHAHMED is a SAUDI ARABIAN bilingual poet and writer, he writes poetry and short story in Arabic and English. He went to school at Sonoma State University in California, USA. Although his field of study is far from literature but his soul is immersed in poetry and writing.
He is a member of:
1-All Poetry.com
2-Soul Asylum Poetry Radio. New York-USA
Poetry Anthologies.
1- Voracious Polyglots-USA
2- The Quilled ink SOUTH AFRICA
3- Wheel song Poetry- UK
Online Magazines
1-Polis Magazino- Greece
2-ILA Magazine- USA
3- Grupo de trabajo de escritores “Juntos por las letras” -ARGANTINA
3- www.youtube.com/c/Uddan Television
He has translated from English to Arabic several poetries work for poets from USA, Japan and Australia and published his translation in local journals
He has published one poetry book in Arabic( العرافةara’fa) in 2013 by ( Arabian house for science and publishing). He has won the second prize “Zheng Nian Cup” China Literally Award! 2023. He has published one English poetry book “Whispered Vows” by WORLDWIDE PUBLISHER Jeanette Tiburico Marquze on August 2023.
The rain
The rain, it falls so gently,
A soothing lullaby,
It washes all the worries,
And clears the cloudy sky.
It brings a sense of calmness,
To all that it touches,
A reminder of that in life,
There’s beauty in the rushes.
The rain, it nourishes the earth,
And helps the flowers grow,
It quenches all the thirst,
And makes the rivers flow.
It’s a symbol of renewal,
A chance to start anew,
To leave behind the old,
And embrace the fresh and new
So let the rain keep falling,
And let it wash away,
All the pain and sadness,
And bring a brighter day.
For in the rain, there’s hope,
And a promise of rebirth,
A reminder of that in life,
There’s always a new worth.
Stolen moments
Stolen moments, precious and rare,
Beyond time and space, they dare
To grow bigger and brighter still,
lessening life’s ordeals with their thrill.
In those fleeting seconds, we find
A respite from the daily grind,
A chance to breathe and just be,
To forget the world’s complexity.
We steal away from the rush,
From the noise and endless hush,
And in those moments, we discover
A world that time cannot smother.
For stolen moments are like seeds,
That grow into towering trees,
Their branches reaching far and wide,
Offering shelter from life’s tide.
They remind us of what truly matters,
Of comfort, that endures and never shatters,
And though they may be brief in time,
Their impact lasts a lifetime.
So let us cherish these stolen moments,
For they are gifts that heaven sent us,
And still they may be few and far between,
They fill our hearts with joy serene.
