Exhilaration – Poem
Rabat - Dedicated to my mother, my sister, my wife, my daughter and all women of the world that make our day everyday…Truly without you we are nothing…We ought to celebrate you everyday…. When you...
View ArticleLove from afar
By Assem El Mimouni - Oujda Her smile is the reason why I am glad Her smile revives the dead, Even ghosts haunting my heart Vanish, and leave the space vacant Happy to receive angels of love That will...
View ArticleThe Fly and the President – Poem
By Izza fartmis - Casablanca Listen to me, Mr. President! I’m a tiny fly and you a giant; That is why you often seem To well ignore my self-esteem. ***** Freedom has made me light; Everywhere I take a...
View ArticleDisrespect authority – Poem
Rabat I am a down trodden citizen I loathe authority All the way through I am an awesome person in disguise But I disrespect authority I put spider's eggs in my boss's coffee Hoping that some would...
View ArticleA Winter Night – Poem
By Youssef Boudarka - Agadir The long dewy winter, One night amongst the few, He sat in absolute lonesome; Gazing at the blazes of a chimney. His hands shiver in numbness pain, To draw letters of a...
View ArticlePlease, Forgive Me! – Poem
Marrakech If I feel this way and I was the one to leave you How do you feel after everything I did to you? If I still think that it was the right thing to do Why do I miss you and wonder if you, too,...
View ArticleGive me back my youth – Poem
Casablanca Oh, time, you’re running fast with my age in hand, Leaving me no chance to think over then to stand By the change in our life, that of a new brand; No way to enjoy the womanly fulfillment in...
View ArticleMy beloved Mohammad – Poem
By Aberafi bourchim - Rabat Night after night I love thy sight You spoke gently kindness you knew O blessed orphan of Mecca Your glory still light the world You are beloved Mohammad ***** They tried...
View ArticleThe Stranger’s Traveling – Poem
By Abdoulkarim Nati - Milan Everything to money comes down But to God before and after is all weighed up Count what you have in your pocket It is all you are measured with. Neither Goodness nor...
View ArticleThe Spring’s whine – Poem
Casablanca Here is the spring, looking beyond the pale, Unhealthy, like a sick, depressed and very frail; Faintly screaming in a galled, elderly-like sound: My lively offsprings everywhere used to...
View ArticleA Response to Racism
Boumalne Dades, Morocco Yeah that whole group, they were born that way. Arrogant, dangerous, and dirty, I think that’s what the world is trying to say. WHAT? Wait up hold on just for a minute. Are we...
View ArticleWho are you…?
By ibtissam Ait Rouga Doubts within certainty The grave of the infinity The child of infertility The hallucinations of sanity **** Who are you? A mad star at night Trying with all her might To...
View ArticleDespair I am – Poem
By Majdi Bouguerra - Sbeitla, Tunisia Alone in my room. Engulfed in a cloud of gloom. Regret is ever my doom. Is that life until the tomb? **** Those who loved us we jilt. Those whom we love us...
View ArticleHoly Oath – Poem
Tunis - Soumaya Ghaddhab My noble knight and I Were born upon a barren land Bathed under the weeping sky Holding hands, each with a suffocating cry Then, I didn't know when his eye Is going to reflect...
View ArticleKathy’s Tulips – Poem
Rabat We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light. Plato (427-347) The watchful gods, The revengeful gods, You and me And the...
View ArticleA Dream – Poem
Rabat Once upon a time When words were still words And smiles were real And not plastic I read on your lips A poem about love and life. Your eyes in their fascinating beauty, I remember, Broke superbly...
View ArticleOn Enmity and Friendship – Poem
Tunis Down! Down! my Enemy And read not my pity and sorrow, Lest, perhaps, you wake up And become my Friend tomorrow. look! Will it be of profit for you My Enemy not to be my Friend And help me not to...
View ArticleSmartphone-Happy Culture – Poem
Rabat Murders occur daily In battlefields In streets In Subways In neighborhoods People are pushed to their death Under trains, cars or lorries People held at gun-point Shot at blank-range Beaten...
View ArticleThe Tormented Domes – Poem
Rabat The domes are talking softly to the sky We do not know if it is a prayer Or a mere incantation or just Ordinary gossip This palace is spacious and full Of unspeakable intrigue and hatred Dating...
View ArticleThe game of Black or Gray – Poem
By Nouha Habouria - Tunis Sailing to the unknown, They have all disappeared. The crews moaned and A dusky cloud appeared, Alone in a crossroads Waiting in dreadful fear Dreaming of an understanding...
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