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My Love Died Before My Birth

My name is Amin. I love writing the truth more than fiction

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My love died before my birth
They were killed by strangers
They suspended the owner with pendants
Strangers went to the sea and the valley
They cut off the heads and burned the bodies
Long stay
Draw the limit and time
Suddenly they decided to leave and they left
They came out of our land or went out of their bodies
And the wind hears her creak
Spectrum in the valley and among the slaves
The doors are open from breezes
People went their morals
And faces colors
The villain in the face of good
And reconciliation became a title
Did strangers come out?
What's that sound
For those who knock on the cups
Do they celebrate
To die my love are celebrating
My love died before my birth
So why are they celebrating?
That's what this dust is
Why did the world darken?
To whom this spectrum
Who are you
The spectrum emerged. And he said
Peace for you and the pen and the letters
I am not dead before your birth
But they are alive with their Lord, they will live
How are you how the country is
I see him sad
Ah my love ah if you know
The dress dried up and everyone saw the knees
Strangers came out and the villains replaced them
Believer without brother and treachery bodies
For all our plains are cement and dust
Billions of ignorance
And sorry to bother you with bad news
I know this was not as you dreamed
You and the men
Oh, baby
If you were between us how you would be
Left the spectrum in silence
And he said ..... Peace

© 2019 tabouche amin

Comments

tabouche amin (author) from alger on May 02, 2019:

Thank you ... The truth is always beautiful

Jamie Lee Hamann from Reno NV on April 11, 2019:

Very powerful poetry here. Jamie