Collection of poems - Najet Adouani
The sailor and the stranger
When the stranger,
reached the beach,,
the sailor was sending
his voice to heavens
To his sad harmony.........
a slim flute
was dancing;
his fingers caressing her fragile
body,
increasing her pleasure,,
she writhes as a gypsy dancer,
attracted by a hymn
coming over the south wind
wings......
On the sea,
in front of his nostalgia,
a happy small
boat was continuing
to flow...
The stranger
slows her pace
not to frighten
the passionate seagull.
When night comes
When night
had over run..
When wrapped my small room his shawl
a heavy darkness
was pressing my chest.
If these watchful stars
weren't here,
if they didn't spread out
their fun
into my eyes
my sleepless would be plunged
with a bitter- wine....
- Come
My braids missed your
scent breezes,
my heart's pulses
were yearning
for your chest's warmth.
- Come
we scarf the moon
with
our spectrum's beauty
and we play
a romance-tune
subscribed by my rouge
over your lips.
The Aid Card
I surprised the "aid"
In my vail lays an incomplete song,
In my dream's nest sprouts the scream
Of a lost homing-pigeon,
Who had torn my white dress?
Who had smashed the "Jasmines?"
Who raised walls to hide the sun?
Who seperated us dear freedom?
Who had planned to kill the eternal roses?
Over martyrs' graves;
Who stole Peace from the green cities?
Who burned the princess' shawl?
The time impression ignores laws,
Burns hatred - fire between brothers
Awakes the bestiality of this world,
The hangman are always the strongest...
And from my mouth falls a smile
And a piece of sweet...
A Child
A mute-girl takes a pen...
Over the whiteness of the paper insists
Full her voice...
Within lines the ash forms
a red butterfly…
Last New Year's Day,
Her mother was there,
With the silk of her lungs
Over the wall was drawing fiery-lilies,
And sending her pale light to the sky,
In her warm blue shawl put her thin cold hand and pray….
This New Year's Day,
Nobody, beside the fire-place…
Alone with a milky cat
form a family
Nostalgia
A beacon,
Or a spectrum
Her voice was.
Everything here is full of her perfume,
as an earring
the moon was fallen on her
Brown cheek
the aged walnut tree
was dancing with her shadow,
under her feet…
four chairs were shaken of desire,
In the black eyes
the coffee of a far mother
was trembling cups,
in a lost child braids sparkled a butterfly
holding on her fragile wings joys,
In the corners the smoke was weaving
To the wind dresses
Cups…Bottles…cups and bottles…
Oh, the cups woe me
Increase my thirst
Alone, I am wide open
For aches,
Into my blood my poems explode lilies,
Wear my thought's blaze
To be my ink on the paper.
Alone
Without a homeland,
without a name,
Without loved ones,
I lend to you my soul to join
My flood
to be my dress in this decease,
A sailboat refuses harbors.
In the coffee salt,
In the letters salt,
In the eyeballs salt
And on the lips salt
Alone my tongue
was dreaming of sugar.
The waves miss the rocks to slam
Their pride,
The ships miss the lover's tears
The eyeballs miss the water
And I miss phantoms entrusted them
With a mystery was poured outside
My broken dreams flask.
FROM MY ASH I FLY
I am not afraid of empty-ways,
Because, they give me back to me,
Alone in the dark path I walk,
Towards the impossible,
I draw the flowers of the next spring,
Over the shawl of an old hope,
Was sleeping in the box of time
My grandmother is still there on that hill,
Exploding her feelings on the sunset veil,
Sings to me her preferable song,
Sending to me her braids, to climb them,
Towards me and her, outside this chemical,filthy-world….
--- play with your cat mom, and sleep in my love's fur……
I can polish distances by myself
Alone
The sun started to run
Towards the black mountain,
The tree started to collect its birds…
I started to gather my remembers….
I was drinking in the honor of my failures,
celebrating my death over an impossible dream,
As a mad wave I had melt between the sea arms,
I gave myself to illusions were hanging
over my braids an imaginary joy……..
As Salambo I stand on the dream’s harbor
Waiting for a simple Romanian solder
To give him my crown and my tears
I betrayed traditions and the tribe’s leader..
And because I am the sister of my father
I have the right to be that sword
Sparkling in the nights of a weak mother
I have the wright to stone the moon
To break the false laws menacing
Innocent girls in Iran and Afghanistan
I was born to correct God’s errors
Me the mother of God and his wife
Over the Olymp I spread my wings,
To my handsome God I stretched out my veil
I gave him a good wine beaker to drink
I opened my arms to hug his shadow
Sparkled in my mirror… It was only
a new failure has just ravaged
a fragile hope was dancing around
a red kindle had sacrificed her being for
a beautiful moment in a story…………
Rasputin time
Rasputin
Oh impudent song
In a Tsarina eyes
I am lame.
On your puzzles’ threshold.
Hatred feelings rub my blood
So I wrap the weak in a cynical look
And cracking the earth in a vision
of suffering and agony….
I lunch an arrow at the sky
Exploding her hard heart
I hate a woman fights me
So over my exhausted I throw her down
Rolling in a trembled mouth
Between my feet and she moans.
I call you then, come from all sides..
As my soul was melt in the hardness of your bones..
Send in the flood ships
Carrying me to a world that unites us:
You and the tsarina
and the destruction / me.
Your time is coming so come
And throw your orgy’s embers in hearts..
Drunken women
Dispersed outside the areas..
Explode in us love shelters
And show us cities were closed
By the hell guardians..
Tell me who, am I?
Describe my mixed features
so faces had earlier wearied their masks.
In the mirror a white hander kerchief
May sign tears flowed over the dark circles
Rasputin
Sovereign of this time, come
And whisper you’re erotic
Poems in my blood
As flames are my green desires.
Cartage
I’m the desert.
In my wildness
Memories are wailing..
When seas raised between us,
You had never been far away
On words, on tongues.
And even over butterflies wings
We had met…
And now,
No sea,
No whistles,
And no wings….
Between us a castle
It buries my dreams
In a gloomy dust..
How can my wound
Be healed and my
coarse screams be softened?
Cover me with your rosy wings!
And there you are, towering
Before your enemies
Who raped your seas?
And ravaged all the flowers
on your green hills..
They said:
You are a daughter of a woman
who was ruined by faithfulness!
And here I’m, another woman
Burning inside a shell,
So do you accept my suicide..?
Memories
The sea roars……
To its shores are invited illusions and phantoms.
Where we had walked, a long time back,
Along those shores,
Then towards a red fire
Hanging down to shine
In front of the sunset
As if just a set stage
For a grasp of the moment.
I see a half –fish –eaten,
Almost rotten…………..
Corpses, corpses…corpses….
An unknown voice pulls me
away from a monster's mouth.
Alone I run against the breeze.
Nothing there to grant me a wish,
No hopes, no peace, only
Tears sparkled as embers
Onto a gloomy face…..
Within the lines played out be the sun
A strange scream had broken
The mirror of memories.
A small, weak voice had torn
The darkness of a heavy solitude
An anonymous hymn flew out of my
Bones.
As a seagull I spread
My wings.
My dress swept away the dust of many roads
And took me to my nest: your eyes!
Slowly, I climbed the flame,
Behind me the shadow retired
As a new birth began to sparkle in the darkness.
The little seller of roses
One day while she was wandering
In the vastest avenue of the city
She offered her flower to a stranger…
Since then she stopped
To hold her basket
And to distribute between
Chairs full of tame-faces
Her smiles……….
On the hill a small house
Was waiting for the little butterfly
To break its silence.
A gloomy wind was wailing with
A sad woman who had just lost her dearest daughter.
That fragile girl had wanted to exchange her precious rose
For a loaf of bread…
Far from the sparkling
Malls and windows
Full of desires and hopes...
Over the new spring scarf
her smile will never sprout
again…
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