Lost
in the known.

Dark
under the sun.

Stranger
at home.

churches
without dome.

Angels
out of place.

Devils
in grace.

Minds
filled with dust.

Griefs
on the Earth last.

All things around you and me sway,
Atoms,cells and shadows nearby.
For, it's an old game we should play,
And this for some good reasons may
Be a mere wisdom of today.

© OUADIA E.G

Wind in the mind
Blows high, blows stiff
Scattering them all places,
Lost memories in an old cold box .
Waving to the past,
To a shrunk black shadow.
On the left embers
She sat alone

Onto the scorched thirsty lake
Dry drops fall
From the fake waterfall.
Screeches here,
Croaks there
And nothing seems to be fair.
Feel the breeze,
See the trees.
Mysteries,
Miracles,

Deep down inside the scene of nothing blow
The levantor,the wind, the simum and so
Up in heavens, are kept the black drops of snow,
To blank destinations we go to and fro.

An exotic tree was found there
In the middle of nowhere.
Green,vivid this tree was ,
with no Sun,with no rain
her life now is in vain.
In every moment dozens of her leaves fall,

The sunset comes right after the sunrise,
leaving the whole world dead and dark.
Pain, tears and fears I do see in your eyes,
make the threads of light all in black.
©OUADIA E.G

Fast, fast, the wind goes
taking the dry leaves and the clouds
away, to nowhere.
©OUADIA E.G

At the horizon,
I happened to meet no end
but eternity.
©OUADIA E.G

All sad, the leaves fall
onto the blue rainless ground
to pleasure nature.
©OUADIA E.G

And days, and weeks, and years,
They all fly,
And Aphrodite is still sitting and dreaming.
Dreaming of touching clouds,
Of reaching the horizon.
Dreaming of dancing with the moon,

Silence talks to me

About the little angels
Who come, fill of faith, from far away
To go along the misleading way.

About the brave dwellers of graves

When the night spreads widely his wings,
He causes the dead dark to fall
Upon the miserable chilly chamber,
Upon the immortal hoary hunter,
Upon the teary tree.
And somewhere
Out there

In your eyes
The Sun rises
From the far horizon,
Bringing with it
A new day,
A new hope.

In your eyes
The Sun sets
Beyond the valleys, beyond the mountains
Leaving behind

Strident voices come to me
From all places,
From all times
To dwell in my head.
They are voices of the past that call upon me
Aloud,
Aloud,
Very aloud
To awaken the sleeping memories