Sunday, September 5, 2021

Lost Letters


 After a long absence , my pen begins to write words buried deep in my deserted heart

Although my message will never reach the one who made me wake up at late night

Igniting the candle of betrayal , and pardoning the stars that hide their grief for me

It is as if the letters refuse to meet to form a meaning , and my expressions remained an orphan without a base to protect them

In the battle of terms I am victorious , line after line , from feeling to nothing , tear by tear till the end

Eternal waiting , weak hope , inner delusion

Unforgettable memories and unforgivable farewell

Dead weight , missing piece , hard reproach

No answers to my often calls , though the responses I am awaiting will not be there at all , but I'm still checking out if anything was sent to me

The birds that deliver my messages baffle who to reach or even where to travel

My dear unknown , It is my last letter for you. 
Written by : Hajar Belhachmi

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