We will return as we were

We will return as we were
and climb the reins of
our prestigious love in the dark;
And when the curse spreads its usual sap for us,
we will run away or fly when the morning
turns on its lights behind the stillness of life....
And we can usually get lost in a wide area!
Away from the cry of orphans
and the stomachs of the hungry...
Just to survive!
we have grown on the thresholds of our tired soul;
From the stench of demons
and poisoned nails of people..
Inevitably we will be!
We wouldn't have wanted
if we hovered behind the flocks of silence
and we gasped to the point of death
so that our breath would not be traced!
to disappear as a house of overseers after a sad flood;
Or like the fragments of a dream off the track..
There is no trace of us?!
And there is in the silence that understands us
and the emptiness that Pity our causes;
we will build a world that apologizes..
We will plant in its soil a rose full of our cry,
and we will make our letters
from the leaves of black roses..
We will wake up again in this vast land..
And we take our steps slowly as we want..
in a low voice,
And we chew the remaining days
towards one crossing!
For the love that walked
under passion between the spaces involved!
And crowds of disgusting obstacles…


© aminebouziken