Disconnection

Opening my eyes and wondering how many days I've been disconnected

Neither light nor darkness , day and night collide

Pretending that I haven't slept for centuries in a grave that I dug by myself 

It is a war between resistance and surrender , it is a fight for life 

Suffering has no end 

Forever in underworld 

Mercy is a grace 

Rest in peace 

Numbed with pain 

Paralysis madness 

Broken heart bleeding 

Tears to tears 

Sins to sins 

Disbelief 

There is a void in my soul that only writing can fill 

Am I in the same trap again ? My heart is still ill 

A prison cell without bars we are in , our minds weave a cage 

It is about surviving inside the ruin , it is a loss without damage 

Dying is an extermination 

Living is subordination 

Coming to the conclusion 

Our sorrow is an illusion 

Surrounded by destiny 

White emptiness 

Fallen angel absconding 

From past scars 

To birth in fears 

Grief 

Written by : Hajar Belhachmi

A Beautiful Lie

Behind millions of masks she nestles her verity 

She choses to run away from the harsh reality 

Surrounded by walls of illusions 

Suffocated in whirlpools of confusions

The past imprisons souls forever 

How long will she stay under cover ? 

She died between shame and chastity

Her grave bears the name of one Identity 

Haunted by an eternal gloom 

Wondered what she has become   

The roots of memories are not uprooted 

The roads of lying are closed 

Her lies adorned with beauty 

The gaps in her words prove her infidelity 

Horrified to death 

Because of getting closer to the truth 

Emptiness and coldness are the secrets of hiding  

Clarity pieces never fading 

Written by : Hajar Belhachmi

Dream

A forest fairy knocked the door in the middle of the night 

The stars in the bleak sky are shining by her light 

Life returned to withered roses and to the lonely soul with her visit 

She freed the heart from the slavery of worry and left it without a doubt 

An invitation to the land of dreams where there are no limits and no guilt 

The wings of fantasy carry me to my beloved to meet 

I woke up to the sound of the waves 

Golden sand touches all my senses

Beyond the imagination

My feelings in predilection 

With a white robe which is blowing in the wind currents 

He was waiting for me with lit candles and red flowers 

Our burning eyes yearn for a passionate kiss 

And for a warm hug we will not miss 

By a romantic words and a huge desire we confess 

That we fall in love countless times inside a mess of madness 

The sunrise has come to extirpate the darkness 

Waiting for this dream to come true , arousing is a loss 

Written by : Hajar Belhachmi

Killing Her Pain

In the valley of death she walked without a scarf 

In the neighboring cemetery , she met the demon of grief 

She begged for salvation with weeping eyes and without belief 

She yearned to vanish , the price was to sacrifice herself

She dug her grave , moments of agony are brief 

Her blood watered the soil after she stabbed herself with a knife

Within her soul , a million scars 

Inside her heart , a thousands aches 

In the East , her desires are burning 

In the West , her feelings are drowning 

For love , she cultivates roses 

In the garden of wilt , dry seasons

It was long nights full of thoughts and loneliness 

The hours passed in a heavy rythm of nothingness 

So many decisions in her mind , the choices in narrowness 

Nothing makes sense at all in her deadly quietness

She wished to kill her pain which makes her dance in weakness 

She slept for so long under the greyness 

Written by : Hajar Belhachmi

To The Roots

This inner voice is calling me to break free 

From a place between disgrace and spree 

Banshee howls " Death Is Near " we can't disagree 

We all live for a final destiny , it is the skies decree 

Lost thoughts find one another under the shade of a tree 

The roads of life are not paved , they are just hills filled by scree 

Silence never remains 

Over the graves of tormented souls 

Wailing has no end 

Eternally doomed 

To regret over past years 

No forgiveness for sinners 

This undefined feeling seeks to turn 

My world into a ruin 

My high hopes in horizon 

Only falling I have seen  

My bright dreams were on heaven

Demons return to their abbadon

Written by : Hajar Belhachmi