HOUDA BOUKASSOULA
1
There comes a time
When your eyesight is alright
Yet your eyes cease seeing
You exist but you cease living
Everything in you refuses living
When you cease hoping
When you cease feeling
Only your spirit keeps the door
ajar
Waiting in faith for nature
character
For a fresh sprout to split the
ground
Wave softly in a dance with the
breeze
Slit the darkness and establish
dawn
Among falling dry autumn leaves
To bloom them into colourful
flowers
Spreading life refreshing fragrances
Teaching your eyes to see anew.
Houda Boukassoula
2
Oh Daddy
How can I forget
The day You left
I was only eight
Yes I still remember
Never able to forget
Seeking refuge in your arm
After every nightmare or harm
With that strong belief
To find there my relief
Still unable to forget
How firm you were
When you meant to correct
Yes I’m fifty, yet I remember
How you taught me romance
Talking that eye language with mum
How you taught me affection
With your parental devotion
How I acquired self reliance
When you left without reference
Houda Boukassoula
3
Every wrinkle on my face you see
Recalls a time you shared with me
Getting rid of them is a nightmare
Part of our love is wrinkles and
grey hair
We looked like blossoming sprouts
Nourished by the same water and
ground
Heated between sun and cloud
Cuddled by a gentle breeze
Together we used to grow
Joy and sufferings we learned to
undergo
A deep sigh might release our
sorrow
As time marks we try not to show
If only we choose to stay together
Hand in hand we will across the
river
Houda Boukassoula
HOUDA BOUKASSOULA
HOUDA BOUKASSOULA was born in Tunisia in
1969.Graduated from Tunis University of Arts and Human Sciences. Worked as an
English teacher in Tunisian high schools. Has written articles as a Basic Plus
Author in EzineArticles.com. Writes English poems on spirituality, humanity,
peace, love and nature.
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