Thursday, May 20, 2021

A Song : Roses 🌹



A heavy river by the unspoken stories

At each petal's flower , there is a title 

The first : the grave of my dreams 

The second :the cloud of my thinking 

The third : the deep illusion 

The never ending lessons of past 

Do you still want to have this rose after losing its charm ?

And my story is going by the river 

I am still standing , waiting for my fallen angel ( still waiting ) 

The scars of lost memories on my skin ( Such an old pain ) 

I am hiding from my reflection in the mirror ( blaming my other side )

Roses are fading away , away , away 

The petals are falling down , down , down 

I am trying to hold this flame deep inside 

I am lighting up my dark soul 

Is that much far away from the reality i am ? Oh ! This insane illusion 

The flower in its agony call out for a savior 

I am still standing , waiting for my fallen angel ( never leaving) 

The scars of lost memories on my skin ( they are disappearing  ) 

I am hiding from my reflection in the mirror ( afraid of what i have became  )

Roses are fading away , away , away 

The petals are falling down , down , down 

Will the flowers bloom in the spring again ? 

Will the happiness warm my heart again ?

Written by : Hajar Belhachmi

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