AZIZA DAHOUH

AZIZA DAHOUH 

Near The Tree

I am a lover of nature

What am I doing in the city center

In my room alll is artificial

Even  the air the conditioner blows

Depending on electric energy

What a disturbing sound!

Near the tree...

I can breathe fresh air

I can wander in the garden of my dreams

I can sing with birds and dance with butterflies

I can read my unfinished book

I can converse with  the writer and the heroes

I can give the story an end of my choice

I can  simply feel peace

I can dig a hole and plant another tree

For a dreamer like me

Who will enjoy the shade

And write a poem or paint on canvas

My 🌲 tree I planted once

~~Aziza Dahdouh~~

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August 2019

Tea Scent

'Thou art a witch

The villagers prefer your tea

And rejected  tea we made

What is the secret ingredient

What is the spell

Tell us witch'

Those jealous ladies claimed

The soft lady looked at them innocently and remained  silent pouring  tea for her next client

Then explained

'I used to  celebrate  tea ceremony each season in the same place and same audience enjoyed it immensely

Many praised my tea and found it as sweet as honey

There is no secret my ladies

Ginseng is from high mountains  and water from  pure fountains

I used my finger to stir

Instead of the spoon

That's the lonely secret

She said

Everlasting Life

Wen -di  the brave dragon rider

Went on  adventure

Left his soft wife alone

He climbed   the chinese high peaks

In search of immortality

What he discovered later

Life is  a short journey

No way to everlasting life

He decided to go back

Following his footprints

But the  old dragon couldn't go further

So tired for such adventure

The dragon was weak

Obliged to settle on the peak

And face his destiny

While Wen- di said to his dear companion

No way to stay  isolated

I should go back to my wife

And live  the rest of my life

In love and harmony

He walked down for long days

Till he reached his beloved wife

He found her on the verge of starting a journey

She had no time to a farewell party

Just waved her hand

And left searching for a miraculous plant

That  brings back youth to her body and face

Poor Wen-di again lost his  beloved wife

He missed to remind   his wife

The lesson he learned from his journey

Life is not measured by the long years

But by the precious moments they shared

~~Aziza Dahdouh~~

August 2019

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AZIZA DAHOUH 

AZIZA DAHOUH  is an Algerian poetess .She is fond of reading  and writing poetry in English ,Arabic and French.Her poetry appeared in many interesting international anthologies like: Verses On Racism And Resistance Refugee Crisis,Women Beyond And Within The Shore, Autumn,Poetic Rainbow ,Mother,Earth Day,Father and September.. She has her own page on Atunis. She loves traveling.. She saw many amazing places in the world and yearning to see more.