Re-upload: The Where Am I Poetry Bundle?(2021) Nadiya A.A.M. Mohado S.N. -Deutschland Escape

Poetry by Nadiya A.M. Mohado S. Nur August, 2021 The Where Am I?... Poetry bundle.

Love And Science What a force Into another time to be in sync with I say not only one time Many forms of time i see I imagine Time being like planets Round Circles Like cells It all comes back and back

Many circles forming many forms of forms Time Round Circles Like cells Can I sell one cell through a blow A kiss I carry to someone's mind across the sky Somewhere fighting along with other timezones Time To my rhyme Are you doing alright?

I seem not to be there with you I feel lost Failures i see not so perfectly round Back in a rebound Fight back Love is the answer What force does love goes on?

7th?

I see light, energy, electro and more Love seems something i could measure and not Ampere Love, could it be?

A force?

Sun feels like energy Became energy Love feels to me like energy To time Along on my rhyme Are you doing alright?

Nadiya Amina Awei(y)s Mohamed Mohado Sheikh Nur 30-11-1995

From Deutschland Friday August 27th, 2021

Numbers That Talk How they only put things in my mind Words like a wire with a destiney to my ear Put in whatever you want me to say Freudian to whatever I ever would remember to say Communism its hurt and ways One two seconds delay I lay here alone while i only sit and walk No rest, no sleep, i think only about to be free No i say, to what i should obey to Slower it goes, harder it feels I sit in a metro almost to arrive at Dortmurt Hauptbahnhof Slowly to fast, to fast to slowly One two seconds delay To what i was about to say To what not to obey Facemask All i ask Can i show my face?

Or hide it to not be blinded We all shine and with canned wine I could not even dine Too less to spend on daily needs To make it all fine So i could survive As others survive When I survive But do they care?

How they only put things in my mind..

Nadiya Amina Awei(y)s Mohamed Mohado (Sheikh Nur) 30-11-1995 27-08-2021 Dortmund, HBF Deutschland Alone..i dont want to go home and disappear again.

New York In My 08-2021 I breathe Reversed air stuck in your scare Something built inside of me Iron, strong as my blood but made solid It flows but makes it stop where it should grow Cells, circles, oxygen It should grow You know, knew and still know I said no Remember?

Air we shared?

I would scream: No! I still breathe, Inhale, exhale In and out Slow, fast, And then again fast It never went back in reverse to me I always flow

Further Through cells, circles, oxygen Lines made look like dots And dots made look like lines And so it goes Heroes? Where? Are they scared?

Can I share?

It flows It doest come back It should always feel like Only The New I pass Only The New Makes you feel like Brand new It doesn't blind you Like New York

By Nadiya Amina Aweis Mohamed Mohado (Sheikh Nur) 30-11-1995 22-08-2021 The Netherlands Going back to Lodewijk its wijk.

Lood. Auch. (not just Holland you know. United. 7 regions. United world. United states. United.

I am alone. Thats a fact. Still.

I failed.

Too emotional So i go crazy Still silent Maybe thats shittier.

Prettier?

No. I wear a facemask sometimes.

Erased.

The things others do not know Judge before to know how it goes Love of your life?

Old traditions breaking new traditions Family names and the hate it creates In the end when there is no room for only pretend Promises i never break I think i know you. But the devil erased it.

13 aug.

By Nadiya A.A.M. Mohado Shk Nur

Fake Berlin I almost die You told me a lie I was yesterday someone's try Will you go first?

I follow

She seems hollow No one will know I have seen Eiffel his tower And have seen failures their tower Lines and figures I made them bigger I almost died Again He Again A lie Will I survive?

Endless crime They always try to steal away my rhyme Codes and figures and sketces and good wine Try I let them Try Why cry, with killing?

Blood as your projected tears?

The street was cleansed It smelled like iron and heavy stuff And more It would follow me Being dropped in fake Berlin.

Love from Nadiya Amina Aweys Mohamed Mohado Sheikh Nur survivor .

Like A Child I Would Type

Pressure on my throat Light from his own shadow night Nightmares he caused Children screaming I could help them healing But no one seems to care I once was a child Silent, i have seen his shadow night it's light And still I see But no one believes Gossips go and so leave As fast as his light leaves A single beam Just call it a daydream instead

"You have never accomplished anything Cause Gorange gave you everything The money and your life he was about to steal I pray to Love instead Gorange to me is dead " Nadiya Amina Awei(y)s Mohamed Mohado (Sheikh Nur) .

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Nadiya A.A.M. Mohado Sheikh Nur 30-11-1995 10 august 2021

Reversed Celeb Not even one second For myself to breathe A selfiecam for myself A phone for myself A home for myself A moment for myself Stalkers everywhere Take and so never care Never talk back and so never share My music filled with dirt My mind filled with dirt Others want to be part of my gift My whole life ive been told to be dumb

Ugly, worthless, stupid They take it And so it always goes I cry here on a toilet in Deutschland on a unknown floor I write this poem and someone next to me flushes the toilet to let know to be near Forever stalkers in Europe i have To be part of my suffering even Can you imagine?

I am no celeb I have no money Makes me more celeb As i keep on hoping for money to share art and so love with Reversed shit.

A Lie Nadiya A.A.M. Mohado Sheikh Nur 30-11-1995 10 august 2021

Poverty killing me slowly As I am poor in visible love and touch Rich in and strong in the mind I kept dreaming on my daddys dream

To win from someones scream My grandma's hurt left in dirt 5 august was my turn I left Ran away Amina screaming aa I am here in Deutschland homeless Can not care less Love, I never had I keep missing something I never had Love, trust and warmth I gave so much Earn nothing As I did not slept a whole day Fighting to be safe Alone I have never talked Or touched To someone I really wish seeing Alone and forever being Alone How can I survive?

My whole past and future was in the hands of Orange disaster Here I am in war its disaster Brainwashing brought me faster To the truth 6 months of hell Someones lovestory to sell I never been part of Modern Love?

The pain I felt?

Million bullets through my body Electro and shocks Explosions coming back Inside of me and closing me From being me

Communism kept me shut Poetry I wrote and could kill me For a hero I never get to see I feel used After being abused After birth and hurt I end up feeling Used No family No trust No one My son Where Is my son?

Why do they all take away what I have touched or have seen?

Ive done nothing wrong?

Still i fight For no one else to be in my view of Disaster Cause it is, a disaster

Like A Medicine I would stop it again for you if i could The weight of it caused seconds of insanity I pushed it back With all the power for love I had The first time I felt it made sure no one else would feel it ever again He had some kind of a plan To end humanity Create insanity in beautiful hearts

And got to a man who is sensitive but too broken to see Beauty and everything he should see One day himself Love Pass it through As I do Please?

You are beauty and love I wish you could see and feel it one day too

Nadiya a.a.m. mohado (skh nur).

30-11-1995.

13-08-2021.