The Black Moth Poem by RIDHA ABDELLAOUI
The Black Moth
A black moth,
Filled with an anguish wrath,
Sprang out of a glazy fife,
Wrapp'd in a crazy knife,
Fell in my heart,
Cut off my veins apart,
Sprinkled all my dreams with tart,
Ruined all the gates of my rampart,
And mov'd 'nd mov'd away,
And mov'd 'nd mov'd afar,
Then came a lousy jay,
With all his beak ajar,
And took my moth away,
And took my moth afar.
Ridha Abdellaoui
(Sfax, Tunisia)
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