Here is one of my new poems

[rami18]

Hello....

Here is one of my new arab poem that i have just wrote in english,
please read it carefully:


Tell the one with the pretty eyes of emerald

Let all my love flames have lit for her

And the days passed and her absence weighed me

Tell her that my nights have run away


Tell the one with the pretty eyes of emerald

To the one whose love made me suffer

To the one whose shadow no longer leaves me

How can I forget her after all these days?

Do not understand me well that he who has my disease of love


Tell the one with the pretty eyes of emerald

To the one whose love made me suffer

I did not think you were going to forget me

Life no longer has meaning away from you

Approach yourself as my life embellishes

Get close to my suffering

Do not understand me well that he who has my disease of love


But answer me my friends?

What have we kept from this strange life?

A moment of hope, an unfinished dream

And shadows of our shadows parading

On our mirrors broken by this miserly time


O my solitude, go! Lend me all your wings!

Just for one last time, for a last moment

Before dawn and the decline of the stars

That I may inebriate the depths of my soul

And finally join her, my beloved star ...


And then tell the one with the pretty eyes of emerald

Let all my love flames have lit for her

And the days passed and her absence weighed me

Tell her that my nights have run away

Tell the one with pretty eyes of emeralds

To the one whose love made me suffer

To the one whose shadow no longer leaves me

How can I forget her after all these days?

Do not understand me well that he who has my disease of love


And then our thoughts that go astray

To the seaside shores of the sea

And our eyes on the horizon

Under a blue sky and foreign

And our wandering souls

Worn by unknown waves

Bringing Love, Joy and Glee

A peaceful time that runs away ...

Under our bare and innocent feet

And thoughts that inhabit us

Like shadows of our shadows

Shadows intertwined forever.


And then a very gentle wind

Carrier of tender murmurs

Who ruffle the hair and undresses

Of all its miles and wonderful aromas

And a beautiful sunset

With plenty of golden lights

Who caress the sky of our lives

Who caress your face and your emerald eyes

And my words like nightingales

Who come to brighten your life

Full of multicolored songs

And nice sound waves

Where love and hope

Are the reflection of my mirror


Poet that I am

A Wandering Soul

Braving Darkness

And hecatombs

In the shadow of my words

Forming streams

The sad as the desperate

Seek to drink


The light of my poetry

Is a happiness

Gushing from the bottom

From my heart


And my poetry

A multicolored song

Like sound waves

Where sadness, love and hope

Are the reflections of my mirror


And then time ...

The time of a walk

The time of a meeting

The time of a smile

The time of a sweetness

The time of happiness

The time of a poetry

The time to disappear into oblivion ...

It's life...



Thank you,
Amine Moulay Ramdane.