Besma Dziri Poems

When the very Self reaches their own shores
all the weary souls would rest on their oars.

When the roots do smell the scent of their earth
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Who am I not to excuse and forgive
when the Solo God, His mercy would give.

Rage inside, I plead to God to erase
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Besma, a soul-born poetess,
For whom each word becomes a princess.
Poetry is her valiant knight,
A guiding Muse who comes at night.
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