Monsif Beroual writes

MIRROR OF HOPE

Woke up this morning

With the voice's whispers in my ears

Led me to that mirror

I saw humans

Brothers and sisters

I saw the wars everywhere

I saw the strong eating the weak

I saw friend betrays his friends

And I saw racism still stand tall between us

Terrorists menacing everywhere

Where is the bright future for us?

I'm not the messenger

I'm not an angel

I'm not perfect

I'm just a human who feels the taste of defeat

Tries to change the situation through that faint voice

I look like a blind who walks in daylight

Policy made us enemies

And we forgot

We are from one race

Humans, brothers and sisters

I wonder where did the white dove go!

Earth Is a Planet with One Piece Missing -- Alexandra Nechita

Monsif Beroual writes

REFUGEE

Bring me back to my town
where I belong
I missed all
my friends
my childhood
and all the walls.
It was so wonderful
and now all is destroyed
like it never was
my town
my town
my town
I try to scream so loud
but no one hears
my tears.

I still have just the memories
from the past lives on my mind
my stories with my neighbors are gone
and every innocent kid
their dreams were raped
children died
and history like never exits.
I'm just a number now
without identity
like a dead man
counting the stars in the sky
awaiting the consciences
to hear their cries
and their pains
to hold them again
and lead them to their town.

Walilli (Volubilis), Morocco

Monsif Beroual writes

MY HOLY MUSE

Our life is like a song
Written by gold
In every word
Filled of joy
We are in love
Like spring's season
Fully of beauty.
She is my muse
The ink of love fills my heart
Word after word
Made by gold
Carried by wind
Whispers in my ears
Rocks my heart
Shakes my soul
Burns, burns, with the fire of love
Burning us
Dancing under the moon’s light
Reaching the skies
The seven skies
There's no limit
For our love
Is infinite love
As space and time
Endless
Cause she is
My holy muse
My living poem
And my heaven's gift.

The Muse -- Fabian Perez