Poems from BenayadOussama
An old-fashioned poet in a contemporary world.
Too narcissistic to love you.
Too altruistic to love myself.
May the stars explode, and the sun
grow red;
May my thoughts get imbodied and turn
around my bed;
Nothing will change, I will still love...
"The terrestrical globe is quaking,
it weeps, it yowls!
It is about to fall!
I think, I am dying!" I falter
"Everything has become...
You must have stolen some fireflies
To have such eyes,
full of light And life, and devoid of lies.
That hair you have, wavy and limitless...
I am the fake hope that flies upon the syrian skies.
I am the darkness in every corner of this poem
And every corner, is full of lies.
I am...
An evening rises like a salsa dancer;A soul feels confined in its box-like corps.
The moonlight sweeps the shadows of life,Like cancerWhile...