Friday, August 25, 2023

Lost And Found


《 Find yourself in something 》They say

But I always say that the soul has always been lost somewhere

We belong while we are compelled to, so the being of the soul remains linked to what restricted us to it

We aim to make existence emerge from our thoughts primarily, in order to get acquainted with the land of dreams of spirits

It is a land where we can run across the soul, In an indefinite time and for enigmatic reasons

We meet as a way to define the meanings and pertain again with what has been missing in us

We unite together then we subsist

We left traces of our passage and everlasting stars of our promises

It is a universe of mystery and secrets

We feign darkness, And we wonder about the light

When will our search end?

Somewhere my soul migrated

Will I ever find her?

Yesterday I wished to see her free without regrets or wounds

I dream of her being inseparable from passion

Where entity collides with nothingness

I long for her hollow kiss

 I am lost within her abondance

 And I am found again in her embrace.


Written by: Hajar Belhachmi

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