LARBI
HOUMAIDI
Dust
Under my
feet
Blended
with my steps
Swirling
around my ears
Reminding
me of my patience
A snuffle
/ a Question / a fear
Grim
poems
shrines
of sleeplessness
And
Dusk
of eyes
Guiding
me
A Spiral
calling me/tempting me
In labyrinth
On its
shore, I'm exiled.
Sand,
with devoured corners
Hiding me
With veil of patience
Tell me
Thou
crutch of blind patience
Does..?
Patience
Has gates
I was the
one
Roaming
Now we
are three
Shadows
of a cadaver under roof of ruins
And bells
Knocked
by fragments of laughter
And a
mind
Doomed
with cries of nights
A
Sacrifice every night
Spirits
On
ascents of call
swarms of
agony
Lanterns
Hanging
in fog
Tears of
dew droplets
crying
dream
flakes
Exits a
mortal cadaver
Mirrors
expose what tunnels hid
In
lobbies of trauma.
Lightening Of A Thunderbolt
Lava beam
On a
water lake
A
thunderbolt
On the
body
Awakened
dead senses
From
hibernation.
A touch
desire spikes
Windows,
Caves
chased by
Flames of
rebellious fire
Following
me everywhere
Insights
of fire
Tongues
sweeping words
Whenever
night falls
Driving
me crazy
Moon of
affection
Towards
lands of oversights .
A
Trembling body
Hidden
secrets
On a
water rock
Alleys
wearing confusion
A Birth
In
obstinacy rush
Chained
loaded clouds
And I
drink from the winery
Of Poetry
And
darkness of gloom
Saddled
of whims rip
Longing
groan
Ignites fire
Inside
Pleasure
seeds
Lightning
and thunder unite
In gasp
of disbelieve
A body ,
Searching
for pleasure
Asleep
but won’t sleep
The Heat
of noon ,
A moor of
pain.
Paralyzed Wounds
Ebb and
flow
Spray of
poems
For dead
hymns
lost in
gloom
Sweeping
sorrows
Deleted
letters
Ignite
Flames of
misfortune
Welcoming
Influx of
Whispers
A lie
rolling another
On remains of
Paralyzed
wounds.
Spring of
stones
Bumps of
ashes disperse
Blind
illusions
Coals of
desires
eyes of
flame emerge
On a deaf
lake
Cinder
congeals
In
moments of doubts
From fire and steam
Births
within mirage
Births
with the shell of void
Followed
by labyrinth
In all
nooks and crannies
Of
waiting floor
A birth
of dreams
Which got
used to this gathering
The Fear
of words
Crying
tears
In
languages’ ink
LARBI
HOUMAIDI
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