LETTERS OF LOVE / Poem by Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim

 
Poem by Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim
 
 
LETTERS OF LOVE 
 
Love letters keep us company,
words that stay with us,
and we do not leave,
we rather hide our suffering,
that slips away, we will feel it later
We have too much imagination, and if we tell a lie
it is a missed truth
that sooner or later will come true
The wind changes, but we do not change
and if we change a little
it is by desire to please those who are already here
or who could be with us one day
We are made like this
it is difficult to explain
why there are days full of bitterness, let it go,
anyway you can always find us here
with our sleepless nights
but we won’t get tired of it, not even when we say “yes” again.
Endless days go by quickly
silences, we know very well
and we drag with us some phrases of kid
that come back, but who will want to listen to them.
And from the cars, to us,
the compliments of the playboy
but we don’t even hear them anymore
if there is someone who stops giving them to us
The wind changes, but we do not change
and if we get a little confused
it’s because we want to understand those who
who can’t talk to us again.
We are made like this, gently complicated
Always more moved, delicate,
But you can always find us here
In the stormy evenings
Bring us roses
New things
And we’ll say “yes” again
It’s hard to explain
why there are days full of bitterness, let it go,
anyway you can always find us here
with our sleepless nights
But we won’t get tired of it, not even when we say “yes” again.
 
©Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim
March 2021

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