Micropoems by Houda Boukassoula

Without Feathers

A dispassionate dream

That flies without feathers

Looking for a better somewhere

Where a bird and a fly 

Share with jets the same sky!

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Breathe 

Breathe love 

in with all your senses

Let them taste all its senses

In your life

lengthen its presence

Never breathe it 

in reverse!

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Daddy

The day You left 

I was only eight

Still unable to forget

How I acquired self reliance

When you suddenly left

Without leaving a reference!

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● Houda Boukassoula

Tunis, Tunisia