GIGI MEJRI
Your Apples
Didn't Arrive
I saw a vendor
pushing his cart
Jasmine on the
ear,
Singing from the
heart
"Come and
buy apples
That awaken the
senses
And resurrect the
dead
Approach and fill
your nostrils
With scent
wafting from paradise
He who takes a
bite never dies"
A dart pierced
the shield of my heart
And I recalled
the story of the Fall
All that the
vendor said
Carried me to you
And I remembered
That your apples
didn't come to me
What happened to
their tree?
Did the wind of
Autumn fan those rosy cheeks
Or did it shake
the trunk?
Till she
withered, weakened then miscarried her fruit
Oh! that tree of
love lost all brightness
Autumn dyed every
branch and sucked its sap
And I know her
roots moved somewhere
To set off on
another land.
Because it is not
destined for me.
But the
implacable taste, the light,
The aromas, and
the golden color
Will always
metamorphoses
Into fairy boats
Sailing to the
shore of your heart and back
And again, I saw
the vendor twirling
My apple in his
hand,
Praising the
Golden Brand.
And I vanished in
the only truth that
"There will
be no more apples to send"
The Day I Found
Out
The day I found
out how much
She loved me,
My world shook.
I changed
And took up a new
hobby.
I found refuge
In a walk in the
rain
An excuse
To hide my tears,
to soothe the pain
that kills every
day.
The day I heard
the verses
Dedicated to me
I made of them my
beloved song,
My brain chant,
And erased all
poetry.
The day I found
out
how long she kept
her passion
inside within the
heart and the lung.
I revisited my
itinerary
And wished I
could.
I wished time
could
Walk backward
And make of her
words
A motto.
But there is
still a chance,
I won't let it
go.
Write her words
on my epitaph
For all visitors
and passers-by
To know how much
mom loved me
"When you
were, and when I was,
when we used to
walk side by side
Now, we've both
gone, like lambs
Separated from
the herd,
each bleating,
calling for their guide".
The Tree And
The Moon
Now that we are
miles apart,
Never think you
are unreachable
Your love
embedded its roots in my being.
It grew and took
the form of a tree so strong
My twigs
stretched in all directions,
From afar they
covered you.
And this is what
you once thought impossible.
Now that you are
away! Don't think I'd be astray.
Your light would
spread and I will take my share.
From the
distance, I will rejoice your warmth
My twigs will
grow just to hug you.
You are above
watching me,
I am below
worshipping you.
And we'll remain
till eternity
Weaving the tale
of "The Moon And the Tree"
Gigi Mejri ©
GIGI MEJRI
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