Tarrakkul the Gazzele

Tarrakkul the Gazzele Poems

Tarrakkul the Gazzele Biography

I am Tarrakkul the Gazelle,15 year old poetess. Not really though, I don't write just to write, I write poems only in times of great emotion, when inspired by life. I am a child of Croatian and many other heritages, but I am an American citizen, and I actually consider myself to be a person from the part of the world that I live in, a place I will not tell the name of. I don't have any friends my age, (teenagers think I am very weird usually, I'm not entirely sure why, maybe it's because I am so shy) but I do know several families whom I love, and I have many friends among older women and little children. I am the only white girl where I live, which means I live a kind of stared at and strange life. I live in a mud house in a dusty little village on the edge of a great desert. My house doesn't have a drainage system, nor is there any place to throw rubbish but for the front yard, nor is there a western bathroom-but we have an outhouse, which is better than some of our neighbors. I have a flock of sheep, actually they are my parent's sheep(duh) , but I keep them, going on long walks, sitting on rocks and homeschooling myself while keeping an eye on the sheep. It's quite a lovely life. Transportation is usually by tractor, three wheel cart, rickety bus, and the most often-by foot. I actually lived in the city for most of my life so far, but most people wouldn't guess it due to my callused hands, strong arms, and villager-ish way of dressing- not to mention that I wear torn up cloth shoes. And you thinking- 'And how does she get on the internet then? '- our village has electricity! And my older brother set up the villages first internet router, in our little mud house. I earn money teaching English, by taking a 2-3 hour bus ride to the city, where rich kids are eager to learn. That is how I bought myself this laptop, it is a Dell, it is yellow in color. All this and much more has brought me to be who I am now, and greatly inspires my poetry. Feel free to read and comment on my poetry.)

The Best Poem Of Tarrakkul the Gazzele

Whispers Of Hope

What? What?
What does this world hold for us, my love?
This feeling inside me,
it tells me we were made for more,
dance, the moonlight on your face brings peace,
the music plays,
in a moment, we are flying
run with me! Run with me my love!
dance over this world,
we are flying,
yes,
life! Life!
Our hearts are ribbons,
swirling around a great light.
We are lit lamps,
lighting the passageway to heaven.
Your face my love,
your eyes,
capture me, capture me.
Run, we shall run, in the will that God has for us.

Friday, February 17th,2012.
Written in my little house in my little dusty village.
To my love.

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