Tuesday, 17 May 2011


The night rubbed its dark on my privacy

I felt its spark igniting my creativity

Its breeze stimulated my mind’s fecundity

No dust left in my brain galaxy

Its tranquility softened my agony

To give birth to a stream of fluency

The dawn lay in wait for the outcome

To be a witness of the happy blossom

And spread its scent in a splendid rhythm

That Echoed in the minds like an anthem

Chaouki M’kaddem

© May13th, 2011

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