boukhalfa laouari

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I want to be sunshine to make you of my golden rays a peerless jewel
I want to be a secret to dwell the far bottoms of your heart
I want to share you a bit of intimacy
I want to be an artist, to feel your seraphic beauty
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I have opened the doors i shut
I saw on my book such a heavy dust
I have breathed my love’s last
And made a grief stricken gust
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The hollow words of my western cell

Between here and there, there is a sanctuary
The sanctuary of my destiny
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Behind a desk there is a desire
A morbid thirst for destruction
There is a man, a headless body
A strong will to block
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Lettre a une femme de 7h30 d'age
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boukhalfa laouari Biography

i'm university teacher of african literature. i have finished my master thesis in comparative literature and currently doing my doctorat.)

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Silly Wishes

I want to be sunshine to make you of my golden rays a peerless jewel
I want to be a secret to dwell the far bottoms of your heart
I want to share you a bit of intimacy
I want to be an artist, to feel your seraphic beauty
I want to be a bird, to sing you songs of liberty
I want to be your blood, to feed your entire body
I want to be handsome and wealthy, to deserve your fat a pity
I want to be your shadow, your lead I want to follow, no matter if blindly
I want you in my inner, to see my feelings bluntly
I want you read it wholly, to see of what I’m needy
I’m I dreamer really, is that my minds fancy
Let me then be a dream, be born in your heart
Leave in your heart, though to be killed by reality

I’m afraid

I’m afraid of sunshine I’m afraid of cloudy winter
I’m afraid of being a secret, then your heart my grave for ever
I’m afraid of being an artist, none that want maybe harder
I’m afraid of being a bird, lest to fall in your cage a prisoner
I’m afraid of being your blood, I’m afraid of death and murder
I’m afraid of being handsome, shall ages make me looser
I’m afraid of being wealthy, money is such bad master
I’m afraid of being a shadow, no more running further
I’m afraid of your closeness, lest to have an inner settler
I’m afraid of reality, I’m afraid of the future
Let me dream, let me express, I’ not mad, I’m not sinner
I’m mere a free poet, I’m mere a happy dreamer

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Yazid Meftah 16 September 2016

je vient de découvrir le poème mais pas l'homme tes poèmes te ressemble beaux simple et plein d'affection; yazid meftah

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p.a. noushad 10 November 2008

i like your poems very much

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