A Thorn Of Necessity
And those thorns
that opened
Gently, Gently
They chose to
bloom
Magnificently,
Magnificently
They wore the
silky petals
Softly, Softly
They gave a
chance to dew drops
To play games
To glide on
petals
Smoothly,
Smoothly
At last, they
matured into a fruit
As sweet as
honey
A miraculous
circle of life
Just ended
Magically,
magically
A Joyful Woorld
She bent to pick
that flower
Then she
realized that
The flower was
sweet in her world
Excited while
swaying in her branch
What a joyful
world ...
Then she turned
around and realized
The universe was
crowded with cheerful worlds
She wondered ...
Why we park in
the dark corners then...
Let's all go to
these worlds ...
Yes ... But
there is a problem ...
from where we
should start...
Harmony
Such harmony
between the soul and nature elements
The bird was
singing its joyful melody
The bird didn’t
care
The absence of
the audience hasn’t made a difference
That fluttering
flower is not insane but the breeze took her breath away
Don’t blame her,
don’t do anymore
AZIZA DAHDOUH
AZIZA DAHDOUH an Algerian
teacher, a poetess and photographer. She writes in English and Arabic She is an
author of two books: Soul of The Bird and Colors Of My Soul. Her poems were
published in many English magazines, international anthologies and websites: at
the Atunis, Narrative Prose Poetry Arcs & Tajdeed Magazine of Iraq, Our
Poetry Archive of India. She took part in many international anthologies:
Argentina, Poland, Romania, India and various poetry websites. Aziza holds
certificates for best poetic contributions in performance from various poetic
forums. She is a lover of nature which appears clearly in her photography
No comments :
Post a Comment