LARBI HOUMAIDI

LARBI HOUMAIDI

TEARS OF CHERRIES

Blood splinters

And the murdered

It’s me

Between a smile and tears.

When my morning wakes up

My day dies,

In the path

of a lost comfort .

I'm a wanderer.

I'm a swimmer.

In silence, my worries I sing.

Then my misery falls asleep

On muzzle of dreams.

My soul leans

Wherever the mirage leans,

Then I forget myself

In a loop of void.

Soul,

wolf of Dreams howls

In shadows of lost.

Delusion is drafted affection

In a pond of black ink

Then astray of horror prevails.

For you, I fear my soul

From myself,

A self that is fighting

death of dreams

In each sleep.

I'm wearing delusion

For it to give me a moment

Of hope,

And peace during isolation.

I realized after that

I haven't left the tower of pain.

tears of cherries

My luck and yours

My Soul,

Falling

From balconies of lights

At each sunrise.

TWILIGHT SHADOWS

It healed my dream

Its Eyes full of worries

fraught with waves of weariness

Pale soul

Shadows of worry

Laying there

On a rock of pain

A Prayer

Pulled away by the current.

A Season

Took the decision.

Those are

Feelings of falling apart

Labyrinth hanging on a cracked bridge.

Farewell

Listens but does not answer

When the sun of joy

Disappears

My shadow fades

Under my dream

I can not see it anymore.

The place is empty

The end of a love

A void that brings another void

In an angry night

Death of moon

A love conditioned by separation

end of a tour

its antidote, is depression

On the boat of life.

A Slap on the cheek of a passenger

Who wakes up from

Gathering pieces of a scattered dream.

MY BODY MY CAGE

A glance of a twitch (intifada)

A dark image

In a room of dreams

No fixed light

On shadows

I'm standing on a stage

Waiting

I dust off the dust

From yesterday's shirt

A confined mind

By the whip of desire

It's hard to infiltrate the unknown

Pain, dilemma and pleasure,

Rhythm and rhyme of heart beats.

Nothing is written on papers

on body

These are soul wounds

Which Became ink.

I fight for freedom

Freedom of mind

Not through choice

But

Through the existence of a voice.

Inside the body

I refuse slavery,

Self-slavery.

My body is a locked cage

My soul is a bird

Leading me to

jump

To brake through the delusion

And To brake free from chains of fear

On my path of freedom.

sailing boat,

A promise of suffering

A moment

Outside of the room

From darkness of oneself

Flower of the wild

Playing with petals of light

Written

as tiny splinters

On papers.

Words

that chased me

Several decades,

With hostility, they flourished

Hostility of servitude

self - servitude.

LARBI HOUMAIDI